Their Intriguing Marriage - Chapter 662

Li Qingning watched Mrs. Lan’s body shake a few times. He sat close to her. He plucked up the courage to hold her hand and said, “it’s not like this. Life is like this. It’s hard to avoid stumbling. Everything will be fine.”

Mrs. LAN no longer spoke, just sat there with no expression on her face. Her tears washed away the makeup on her face, and she didn’t pay any attention.

Li Qingning couldn’t bear the pressure of silence. His eyes motioned Shen Xingchen to sit beside Mrs. LAN. Then he stood up, went to the hospital hall, bought a cup of coffee, and sat down to ponder.

She looked up and saw that Li Lin was also holding a cup of coffee and sat down beside her. After a long time, she said softly, “are you ok?”

“Nothing…” Li Qingning raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, shook his head and said: “the worst is probably nothing more than that.”

Li Lin looked at her with a sympathetic look and said, “then you are wrong.” she took a sip of coffee and said faintly, “yesterday, chairman Chu heard Miss Chu’s request for Mr. LAN to withdraw his marriage. He was very angry and announced that he was going to withdraw the financing for Mr. LAN. Now Mr. LAN is in such a state. I’m afraid Mr. LAN is…”

After she finished, she stood up alone and left Li Qingning stunned. She turned around and walked out of the door of the hospital. When she took a few steps, she suddenly turned around and laughed at her and said, “take care.”

But that kind of expression, that kind of tone, actually seem to say calmly: “you go to die.”

Li Qingning quietly finished the cup of coffee, and then stood up and walked out of the hospital. When she passed the large artificial lake in front of the hospital building, she suddenly had a terrible idea in her eyes, that is, to plunge into it and die with the world. Fortunately, she still has some sense, and there is thick ice on the surface of the lake, which will not die when planted, but it will bump into a big bag. It should look very ugly.

In a hurry back home after stewing pigeon soup, she rushed back to the hospital. Lan Qing is still sitting on the hospital bed, with tight lines on his face, quietly looking out of the window, like thinking about something, but also like a pure daze, like a dummy, like an artificial lake with thick ice in the ice and snow.

Feng Chi sat beside him with Sisi, and the whole ward was silent.

Li Qingning went in and sat down beside him. He quietly filled a bowl of soup and handed it to him. Then he took out another bowl and sent it to Sisi. Sissy hesitated and took the small bowl.

“Damn, Li Qingning, I’m also your brother. Well, you’re not so eccentric. They all have. I’ve been here for you for two days.” Feng Chi said with exaggeration.

She gently raised the corner of her mouth, knowing that he was deliberately mediating the atmosphere, but still put another bowl of steaming soup into his hand.

Just after the busy work, the mobile phone in the pocket rings again. It’s a Nan. She has been guarding Xiaosheng these days. Now she sounds very excited on the phone. “Qingning sister, the doctor said that Xiaosheng’s situation is basically stable now. As long as there are no problems today, she can go home tomorrow.”

After hanging up the phone, Li Qingning can’t help but feel relieved. This should be the only good news she has heard these days.

Just as she sat down and enjoyed a mouthful of fragrant pigeon soup, the phone rang again. She was so flustered that she could hardly hold the bowl. Take a close look, Shen Xingchen’s name is flashing on the screen.

When she got to the door of the operating room, the doctor told them that the patient was still in a coma. If he could wake up and the cancer cells did not metastasize, he would survive, but if he could not

Before the doctor finished, Mrs. Lan’s feet softened, and she was supported by Shen Xingchen and Li Qingning. They followed the mobile bed pushed out of the operating room and walked toward the intensive care unit. He Jiawen was lying on it, his face was almost transparent, his expression was so calm, and the corner of his mouth seemed to have a radian.

In the next few days, however, it didn’t seem so good.

The new year is coming soon, and the winter in this city is more and more cold. More and more thick dark clouds roll up and cover their heads. Occasionally, there is a sunny day, but there is still a cold factor floating in the air that can freeze people’s breath into ice at any time.

He Jiawen didn’t wake up all the time. The curve on his heartbeat instrument was getting weaker and weaker day by day. He was wearing an oxygen mask and quietly lying on the bed. His face was pale and he looked very thin. Even his lips didn’t have a trace of blood color. His chest was just slightly undulating. Mrs. LAN could only look at him through the glass every day, and the sadness on her face became more and more heavy.

And Lan Qing’s situation, it seems that there is no improvement, he looked at these people around, is still a strange and indifferent face, even see Xiaosheng, also just light swept.

After the new year, the sunshine suddenly becomes a little bit hot, and the pedestrian on the street suddenly increases. The whole city, which used to be in a hurry, is once again crowded. The streets are full of people shopping, like the crowded stock market. Maybe people need warm sunshine too much.

He Jiawen woke up on such a sunny afternoon.

Shen Xingchen was so excited that she almost burst into tears and hugged Mrs. LAN tightly. However, the first thing she wanted to tell was Li Qingning.

But the strange thing is that Li Qingning’s phone has always been unanswered.

Mrs. LAN sat beside his hospital bed, holding his hand and crying silently. Looking at his weak appearance, she said, “silly child, why do you carry it on your own and don’t tell me, do you forget that I’m still your mother?”

He Jiawen blinked his haggard eyes full of red blood, raised the corner of his mouth to smile, cleared his throat, and made a vague and hoarse voice.

“What did you say?” Asked Mrs. LAN, leaning forward.

“I’m sorry, mom.” His voice was so light, but Mrs. LAN heard it, and her tears fell more fiercely.

Shen Xingchen stood by, his nose was full of the strong smell of disinfectant in the ward, as well as the smell of some drugs. Under the mixture of these tastes, it was the kind of smell full of vigor and vitality that he sent out, the kind of heat filled with warm sunshine and flowers. Although it was very weak, it still made her face shine with a bright smile.