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Chapter 401 You will collapse if you don't eat or drink

Xiaomei felt very weak.Along the way, her steps were unsteady, and she almost sprained her ankle several times during the short distance.

Qilan followed her and thought in confusion: "What's wrong with Miss Mei today? I usually walk fast in high heels, but now I walk shaky in flat shoes?"

Passing by the road of the emergency room, Xiao Jin was walking slowly out while supporting Qi Jiang who had cleaned and disinfected the wound.Qilan hurriedly waved for them to go together.

In the ward, the eldest wife leaned against the pillow, and the sunlight outside the window lightly shone on the white sheets and bedding.After a night of jolting in the carriage, she fell into a coma for a while.After taking the medicine and injection, the person was also awake.

Seeing his mother by the door, Qi Jiang uncomfortably reached out and touched the circle of his head that was tightly wrapped in white gauze.He was a little worried that his mother would be sad when he saw him.

Xiao Jin took off his cloak and put it on him lightly, covering the wound with his hat.She smiled at him: "I can't see it."

Qilan took one of his hands: "Second brother, go in." After Qijiang took the medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, his mouth was full of bitterness.Seeing that my mother was fine, I felt a lot more relaxed.

Xiaomei leaned against the door: "Mother and son are arranged in the same ward, so we can take care of them?" Xiaojin shook her head and thanked her for her kindness.

"Second young master was on the way to send the eldest wife here, and someone tricked him into an accident. He stayed in the hospital for a long time and was afraid of having long nights and dreams. I plan to take them to rest elsewhere."

"Alright, Miss Jin is more thoughtful than I am." Xiaomei packed up all the medicines to be applied externally and taken internally, explained some precautions, and then helped the eldest wife complete the discharge procedures.

Qilan and Qijiang helped the eldest wife to the back door of the hospital together.Xiao Jin went ahead and called for a carriage.

The eldest lady is a sensible person.She looked at the boy next to her son, who looked very familiar, and looked more and more like the second wife whose life and death were unknown, and finally swallowed thousands of words back to her stomach.

"If this child is really Xiao Lan, who is so good-looking and sensible, the second wife must be very pleased."

After watching them leave in the car, Xiaomei slowly returned to her fragmented world.She walked along the small garden at the back door of the hospital.The eyes are straight, without the aura of the past.It wasn't until the stairs that I heard the bell for getting off work at noon that I came back to my senses.

A colleague with a good relationship on weekdays saw her and asked her to go to the cafeteria to eat together.She smiled numbly and said that she had eaten.He staggered back to the duty room, lying on the table, and didn't care about the surprised eyes of others.

Her face was hot, and she pressed against the cold table, her hands feebly clutching a newly printed newspaper of the day.She dared not tell Zhang Wenxuan, and begged her uncle not to reveal the bad news to him.However, the reporters who arrived at the scene first had already sent out their manuscripts
"Brother Wenxuan, can he bear it?" This thought tormented her, and she had to move to the door of the operating room with difficulty.That door was actually open.

Xiaomei walked in gently.In the small operating room, all the familiar things were there, but he was missing.Could it be that he was arrested again?
At noon, Huaxia Hotel tore down a large pile of red lanterns that had been hung on New Year's Day for the first time, and replaced them with black gauze and white flowers fluttering in the wind at an extremely fast speed.A huge banner cascaded down from the upper floor, and it read in black and white: "Closed for March."

Yuexian's coffin was transported back home.Yueshan looked at her sister who could no longer wake up, and burst into tears.She concealed it from her parents, endured her grief, sneaked into the study, and dialed a phone number that her sister had memorized well before her death.

Zhang Wenxuan returned to the office drenched in sweat, just about to take a drink and sit down to rest, when he answered the phone, it was like thunder.

When a child who can't lie, crying and telling the tragedy himself, his receiver fell heavily, and behind the glasses, there were endless tears bursting the embankment.

During this extremely short rest period, he experienced the saddest thing in his life.However, the heavy responsibility on his shoulders is still there, and there are still several people waiting for him to fight the god of death in the afternoon.

Xiaomei saw his figure flickering in front of her eyes, and the door of the operating room closed again.It took another several hours for this level, and I didn't see him come out until all the operations were completed.

His eyes were bloodshot, and the mask had sucked up the tears, and fell down heavily, hanging on his neck.She tried to go and talk to him, but she couldn't move her legs as if they were glued to the floor.

Her lips moved, but she didn't know how to speak.Xiao Mei watched helplessly as he lowered his head and entered the office in a daze. As soon as he entered, the window was dark.Immediately afterwards, the person who never put curtains down suddenly let down two dark blue cloths.

He turned off the lights, drew the curtains, what on earth was he trying to do? !

Zhang Wenxuan turned his back to the door.He reached out and took out a sharp scalpel from his white coat.Just a swipe to the arteries in the neck can free you from the painful world.In another world, Yuexian is waiting for him.
Across the door, Xiaomei was sitting on the steps of the stairs beside the door.The steps were icy cold, and she was numb, leaning on the wooden handrail.Eyes are already swollen from crying.

At the stairs, an old woman with a slightly hunched back walked up slowly with a basket under the dim light.She is an old servant of Xiaomei's family.

went upstairs.Seeing the familiar figure, the old woman put the basket on the ground distressedly, and helped her with both hands: "My child, you have been out for a day and you still haven't come home. Come, have something to eat."

"Mother Shi! You came to see me so late, what if you get hurt?" Xiaomei held the old woman's hand, and her white clothes were wet again with silent tears.

Since she was brought home by her uncle at the age of six, Mama Shi has been taking care of her life with all her heart.When she was 15 years old and her wings hardened and she wanted to move, she didn't want money or anything of value, she just asked her aunt to let the old servant go with her.

It just so happened that my aunt thought Mama Shi was too old, and she wished that her niece would take this burden away with her.With the kind-hearted Xiaomei, Mama Shi can live a peaceful and peaceful life in her later years.The ten-year friendship between the two is comparable to family love.

The old woman looked at the braids of Mei's hair loose from the nurse's cap.He took out a clean silver comb from his pocket and combed her hair.Xiaomei found that the bamboo basket was very big.She tried to lift it, but it was heavy, and it contained a lot of food.

"You brought me so many delicious things."

"It's okay to bring more. If you can't finish it, you can share it with others." Shi Ma lifted the lid of the basket and took out a tightly covered porcelain bowl. "The ones I make are not as good as the ones sold outside, but they must be clean and won't cause stomach upset after eating them."

"Brother Zhang, please open the door. If you don't eat or drink, you will collapse."

The people inside the door didn't move.She actually had the key in her hand.But he dared not open the lock.Seeing this scene, Mama Shi stood up uneasy.Although Xiaomei didn't talk to her about tonight's situation, based on the experience of most of her life, she guessed a little bit.

(End of this chapter)