The daughter of rebirth

Chapter 74 The Ending of Xier (2)
Tang Zhao walked quickly to the elevator, went up to the fifth floor, and opened the door abruptly.The quilt was spread out, but there was no sign of An Jin.Tang Zhao's eyes were full of anger, he took out his mobile phone and dialed to Jing'an Hospital.

"Get the best doctor for Xiao Jin immediately! If there is anything wrong with her, you should go home immediately!"

His vision gradually cleared up, Feng He slowly opened his eyes and saw the white ceiling of the hospital, feeling a little confused.He closed his eyes slightly and took a rest, when he recalled all the things before and opened his eyes suddenly again, his brows and eyes were full of anxiety.Ah Jin...

Without a trace of strength in his body, he struggled to get out of the bed, walked to the door while leaning on the wall, and saw Qi Chen pushed the door open and walked in.

"Why did you get out of bed?" Seeing Feng He standing by the door, looking like he was about to faint at any moment, Qi Chen hurriedly supported him.

Feng He looked at him: "Where is Ah Jin?"

Qi Chen helped him to the side of the bed: "Lie down first, and I'll tell you later."

As soon as Feng He grabbed his arm, panting slightly, he insisted on asking, "How is Ah Jin?"

Seeing Feng He's appearance, Qi Chen sighed softly: "She is fine. The doctor said that she protected her head in time when she fell downstairs, and her life was saved, but her right hand and left leg were broken. Originally, her right hand was broken. The wound on my body is open again, and my muscles and bones are injured, so I can't use too much force, it may be inconvenient to do things in the future."

"What did you say?" Feng He grabbed his collar, "You said her right hand is useless?"

Qi Chen grabbed Feng He's hand: "No, it's just that there is no way to bear too much weight, and sometimes it will make you lose strength." After straightening the messed up skirt, Qi Chen continued, "Besides, like her Everyone’s daughter, you usually don’t need to do any heavy work, and that little injury is not a problem for An Jin. You can rest assured. On the contrary, you should worry about yourself.”

Qi Chen looked at Feng He's pale face and messy hair: "The doctor said that if you don't cure your disease, it will keep getting worse. In the end, not only the heart and stomach, but also other organs will gradually fail. Ah, I I don't understand why you don't want to have surgery. Jake said that your chance of success is only 60.00%. Ah, you can't hesitate any longer."

Feng He didn't seem to hear what he said, he struggled to get up and walked out the door.

Qi Chen hurriedly stopped him: "Ah, Ah, what are you doing? You need to rest now, you can't get out of bed."

"I'm going to see her, I know, just a moment. I'll go and see her."

"She is accompanied by Tang Zhao now."

In an instant, all beliefs and courage were ruthlessly broken, as if winter had arrived, and even the most beautiful butterflies would fall one after another.

Feng He slowly withdrew his hand on the doorknob, and murmured: "Yes, she is accompanied by Tang Zhao."

He lowered his head slightly, as if he had gained strength, he returned to the bed and lay down on his own.Then Qi Chen said: "I'm tired, you should go back first."

Seeing his drowsy look, Qi Chen said anxiously: "Ah, listen to me, your illness can't be delayed any longer." Before he finished speaking, he saw Feng He lying there quietly, breathing. Evenly, it seems to be asleep.

Seeing him like this, Qi Chen didn't say any more, and rubbed his hands on the sides of his thighs, "Think about it yourself." Then he turned and left.

The door was gently closed, only Feng He was left in the silent ward.Slowly opening his eyes, Feng He stared blankly at the pale white ceiling, as if he wanted to pull a smile, but after several attempts, he finally gave up.Slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

He didn't dare to think about what Ah Jin and Tang Zhao were doing now?Maybe Ah Jin has woken up, and they are whispering together.Perhaps Ah Jin hadn't woken up yet, Tang Zhao was sitting on her bedside wiping her sweat and changing the water for her.Or just propped his head and looked at her quietly.But no matter what kind it is, Feng He dare not ask for extravagance, even thinking about it will make his heart ache.

He can only meet An Jin in his dreams.In the dream, she likes to wear a white dress as usual, standing by the fountain in the square in the middle of the street and smiling at him.

Feng He thought, maybe his time is really running out, and recently he always likes to think about the past.

Outside the ward, Qi Chen sighed softly, maybe he really should talk to An Jin.No matter what happened to Feng He and An Jin before, he didn't know about it.But he believed that Feng He was in love with An Jin, and that was enough.Nothing is unsolvable.He, Qi Chen, is Feng He's only friend, he can't just watch Feng He want to die like this.

Tang Zhao sat in front of the hospital bed, looking at An Jin's soft sleeping face.The anger, disappointment, and anxiety at the beginning all disappeared the moment I rushed to the hospital and saw her lying on the hospital bed, as weak as if she would disappear at any moment.The rest is only full of pity and self-blame.

Anger at hearing the news of her injury.The disappointment is because she once promised herself to protect herself but broke the promise again and again.

Pain because he loves her.He blamed himself because he knew the pain that An Jin went through, and knew the hatred between her and Trixier, but he could only stand aside and watch her bear the pain alone, watching her gradually become strangers because of the hatred, but he was helpless.To An Jin, he felt powerless like never before.

Tang Zhao touched some water on An Jin's dry lips.Fingers caressed her face. "Xiao Jin, is the child really that important? It made you risk your life for revenge."

If so, Xiao Jin, would you bear me a child?

An Jin's consciousness gradually regained consciousness, and he felt pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow. "Hiss—" Feeling the softness and warmth on his face, he slowly opened his eyes and saw Tang Zhao looking at him with bottomless eyes.After moving his hands and feet, the bone-piercing pain hit again.An Jin frowned, bit her lip and tried not to shout out.

"Is it fun?" A faint, emotionless voice came from next to my ear.An Jin was slightly taken aback, and looked at Tang Zhao.

Tang Zhao stood up, looked down at her, and said in an extremely cold voice, "If you want to die, I can help you. You don't need to abuse yourself in this way."

An Jin was slightly taken aback, looking at the strange Tang Zhao in front of him with a complicated expression, but in the end he didn't explain anything.Slightly closed her eyes, pursed her lips and turned her head: "Sorry, I disappointed you. If you want to leave, I won't bother you."

The chin was held down violently, and he was forced to turn his head to face Tang Zhao's distorted face due to anger.

"Leave? You don't care about me so much? If you want to leave, you can leave, and if you want to stay, you don't care? An Jin, I really doubt if you take me to heart? How can you explain what happened today? Didn't you ever think to tell me?"

The pinched jaw hurt, An Jin frowned slightly, and his tone became cold: "You hurt me."

(End of this chapter)