To be honest, he thought his rich second-generation friends were already very clever, but he had never seen anyone more clever than Ji Changmu.

Make heaven and earth, make wives and children separated, and destroy families and people.

Qiao Zhixing is also very impressed that he can do this at this age.

He had no time to talk to Qiao Muyuan anymore, so he turned around and left: "Sister, I will tell you the latest situation."

Qiao Zhixing left the ward.

Qiao Muyuan's head was buzzing and his head hurt.

It turned out that Ji Changmu's health had not been very good in the past few months. It was raining heavily that day when she was sent back to the hotel because she had a cold and was holding on.

But she doesn't need this feeling of self-sacrifice, and she won't be moved by Ji Changmu in the slightest.

Why couldn't he tell her that he was sick? As long as he told her, she wouldn't make a fuss about leaving.

But he didn't. He chose to remain silent and taciturn. Like countless times before, he never had a heart to heart with her.

Not being willing to have a heart-to-heart relationship with her is simply because you don't love her enough, or you have been treating her as the kind of child who still needs all kinds of care.

No amount of quarreling will help, he has never put her on an equal footing, never.

When she was young, her father and brother protected her from the wind and rain, and she was very happy. But then she got married, and Ji Changmu protected her from the wind and rain, but she was not as happy as she imagined, because...she put herself in

As for his wife's position, she wants to share the hardships with him, instead of hiding behind him without knowing anything and feeling at ease.

But he never gave her this equality and respect, and he self-righteously did what he thought was right.

Qiao Muyuan was disheartened, and there was no color in his little face.

She folded her arms and stared blankly at the white wall, sitting silently in the ward in the early morning and late at night.

Here, there is silence.

Her heart had already slipped into the bottom of the sea and was nowhere to be found.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Qiao Muyuan was motionless and felt very cold all over.

Near midnight, Qiao Zhixing returned to the ward. He was surprised to find that his sister was still awake, like a lifeless little puppet, losing the happiness and beauty that once belonged to her.

Where has Qiao Zhixing ever seen such a sister?

His sister is just at a good age and shouldn't be like this.

Qiao Zhixing couldn't see her suffering and hated Ji Changmu even more.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Qiao Muyuan turned his head: "Zhixing, you are back."

"Sister, why don't you sleep? You haven't slept all night, can you bear it?"

"It's okay, I slept in the car this afternoon."

"After repeated inspections, Ji Changmu needs a minor operation, and I should do it." Qiao Zhixing said expressionlessly, "I really don't want to care about his life or death."

"Is the problem serious?"

"It's quite serious. We checked all night to find out the cause of his high fever. It will be better after surgery, but I can't guarantee what will happen in the future."

"Well, Zhixing, I know you will try your best."

Qiao Zhixing poured a cup of hot water for her, and then took another cup for himself.

He sat next to Qiao Muyuan and looked at her with a pair of bright eyes: "Sister, tell me the truth, why did you meet him? And why did you save him? You can't let him go, right?"

Qiao Muyuan held the water glass and didn't speak for a long time.

She couldn't avoid Qiao Zhixing's questioning and scorching eyes, and she knew she couldn't lie.
Chapter completed!