Enemy is difficult: Mr. President, please let it go

Chapter 465 Leon escaped
"Although the chances are not high, there are people like her who can use their hands flexibly in the end." The doctor said, "Many people can rely on their own will to accomplish things that even us doctors can't explain. We call it a 'miracle'."

Miracle?
How likely is a miracle, he doesn't need to calculate it.

Should he believe in miracles?What if Ni Jiaren collapsed before the miracle happened?
Life has dealt her countless blows, but she survived again and again, already physically and mentally exhausted.Now, if she wants to take her dream away, what should she do?

Fu Sichen walked in the corridor very long step by step. He didn't even know how many times he walked back and forth in the corridor. Every time he passed the ward, but he didn't have the courage to open the door and enter.

If it was himself who was injured, maybe he could still fight, but it was Ni Jiaren who was injured... He didn't even have the courage to let her know the truth.

But if you don't tell her the truth, are you going to let her live a life of vain fantasy?
Ni Jiaren would not think so, nor would she do so.Even if she was injured, she would rather know the truth.

Sometimes knowing a person too well can make it harder to make a decision.

Fu Sichen lingered for nearly a moment, and finally hesitantly pushed open the door of the ward.In the room, Ni Jiaren and Xiao Coin were having fun, occasionally laughing.

His face was so heavy, it was out of tune with the scene in the ward.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, everyone turned their eyes.

"Are you back?" Ni Jiaren greeted casually, then turned her eyes back to help Little Coin build building blocks. Fu Cheng and Fu's mother were like mirrors in their hearts, so they naturally knew what Fu Sichen was doing this trip. He asked about the situation with his eyes.

Fu Sichen shook his head, and the two felt cold in their hearts.

He walked towards the little coin slowly, but with a smile on his face, he said to the mother and son, "How did you get here?"

"Mom is stupid!" Little Coin pouted.

Ni Jiaren, "..."

Fu Sichen glanced at her, comforting her with doting eyes, then stared at Little Coin seriously and warned, "Little Coin, how can you say Mom is stupid?"

"Anyway, not smart..." Little Coin didn't give him any face.

"Little Coin!" Fu Sichen said suddenly, and Little Coin raised his eyes timidly. Seeing that his father's face had turned black, he was a little scared, and said timidly, "Mom is not stupid..."

Fu Sichen continued to stare at him, Little Coin shrank his neck, "Mom is smart..."

"Yeah." He was finally satisfied.

Ni Jiaren, "..." This person seems a little childish.

Moreover, it doesn't seem very good for the child to be oppressed by him since he was a child and grow up. Will Xiao Coin want to hide when he sees Fu Sichen's face in the future?
"Why are you bullying Little Coin?" Ni Jia hugged Little Coin distressedly, and gently stroked his soft hair with her left hand to comfort him, as if it wasn't her who had the hurt face just now.

Fu Sichen felt aggrieved, obviously out of anger for his wife, and finally made her angry.

Fu Cheng and Fu's mother sat aside, took a sip of tea, and sipped it between their lips, but it was very bitter.

Fu Cheng and Fu's mother didn't stay long, and left with the small coins from their pajamas. He Xuan came to deliver the documents. Seeing that Fu Sichen and He Xuan were chatting, Ni Jiaren nestled on the bed and said after a while, " Little Four, I'm sleepy..."

"Then you sleep for a while, He Xuan and I will go out."

"Ah."

Ni Jiaren nodded, and the two immediately packed their things and went to Su Zexiu's office.Su Zexiu's office is a good place, and even though he left, he still keeps it, and it is convenient for him to take a rest there when he comes back from time to time.

Not long after the door closed, Ni Jiaren, who had her eyes closed on the hospital bed, slowly opened them.Looking around the ward, she was sure that there was no one there, so she quietly lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Cautiously looking for Fu Sichen's figure all the way, she detoured for a while before finding the doctor's office who was examining her.

She knocked on the door, and the doctor replied, "Come in."

Ni Jiaren pushed open the door timidly, and what came into view was the film displayed on the wall, and her name was impressively written on the case beside the doctor's desk.

This doctor was invited by Su Zexiu from abroad, and he was only in charge of her illness, so everything here was naturally about her illness.

Ni Jiaren walked over slowly, and the doctor was a little surprised to see her coming.

"Mrs. Fu, what are you doing here?" The doctor asked, and skillfully moved the things on the table, hiding his easily seen disadvantageous things.

Fu Sichen had specifically instructed not to let Ni Jiaren know the truth for the time being, and to tell her when he found the right time.

As a doctor, it is natural to respect the decisions of family members.Moreover, he also felt... It would be better to tell her when the time is found, and they will make the most accurate assessment and then decide how to operate on her.

Ni Jiaren was not polite, she leaned on the table and sat down opposite him, staring at the doctor with her dark eyes, and asked in a soft voice, "Doctor, can you tell me...my hand...can still work?" Can't draw? I know, it's already unconscious, but...doctor, I'm a designer, I can't lose my hand..."

She only had one hand, but she held the doctor tightly, trying to find an answer.

"I don't ask for it to recover quickly, but I want to know... Is it possible? Even if it is a little possible, I will try my best to do it! Doctor, can I trouble you to tell me the truth... Is it still possible for me to draw a picture?"

Hearing this, the doctor also frowned, raised his hand that was not held by her to push his glasses, and asked, "Mrs. Fu, are you sure you want to know?"

Judging by her appearance, she seems to be ready.

Ni Jiaren nodded cautiously, "I know, they are afraid that I will be sad, so maybe they tell you not to tell me the truth. But, I am mentally prepared, so... please tell me the truth."

"Okay." The doctor came down and told Ni Jiaren everything he had said to Fu Sichen.

Ni Jiaren was a little dazed.Although I was mentally prepared, such a cruel result is always unacceptable. Tears appeared in my eyes unconsciously, and I didn't know how to hold them back. The words are blurred...

"Sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, I'm sorry..." Ni Jiaren hurriedly raised her right hand and put it on the medical record, only to realize that her hand was unconscious.

The doctor has seen this kind of situation too much, and should have been numb.Because there are many people crying bitterly and despairing in front of him.But the girl in front of him was still so young, the disappointment in her eyes and the stubbornness she showed made him feel distressed.

"It's ok."

His voice unconsciously lowered, and he said instead, "Actually, if you really like design, keep drawing, who knows if a miracle will come. In case... the god of miracles will favor you What about you?"

"Also, the God of Miracles will like people who want to change their destiny."

The doctor's words were like a trickle, which relieved Ni Jiaren for a moment, but even greater sadness would still flood up, drowning out that little warmth.

Ni Jiaren only felt that her body was very heavy, her steps were heavy, and she didn't even know where to go.

Walking slowly in the corridor, he finally reached the end of the corridor, found a corner position, hugged his knees and squatted down, staring at the unknown place absent-mindedly, his eyes suddenly lost their color.

It's not that she can't remember at all, it's just that her nerves are a little confused, some memories will be imposed on others, and some people and things, or names and faces will not match, she is used to it.

But the only thing that surprised her was that she didn't forget what happened in the few days when the accident happened.

It can be said that she has not forgotten, or it can be said that she remembered the events of those few days completely later... Why was she injured, why was Fu Sichen injured, and her injured hand could not draw pictures...

It was so absurd to think of it all, which made her feel sad.

But she chose to remain silent and didn't tell Fu Sichen what she thought of.Originally, this kind of self was enough to worry him. If he knew that he remembered bad memories, then he must have trouble sleeping and eating every day.

But... She also guessed that her hand would be very difficult, but she didn't expect that it was almost a death sentence...

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Fu Sichen and He Xuan sat in Su Zexiu's office for a while. He finished approving all the documents, while He Xuan discussed some company matters with him.

He Xuan's cell phone rang suddenly, and he nodded apologetically, but when he lowered his eyes, he found that it was a call from the police station.

"Boss Fu, it's the police station."

"Go." Fu Sichen still looked down at the documents to be signed, his voice dull.

He Xuan turned sideways slightly, pressed the answer button, "Hello..."

He just said two words, and the people over there have already finished all the news.He Xuan frowned, and fell silent for a moment. At the end, he reluctantly said "thank you", and there was no more to say.

"What's the matter?" Fu Sichen raised his eyes slightly and asked, but he lowered his head only for a second.

He Xuan looked serious, and turned to look at Fu Sichen, "Boss Fu, Leon has escaped."

He raised his eyes suddenly, and his frightened eyes were exposed in front of He Xuan without any concealment, "When? Why did you run away? What are those people doing?"

He suddenly lowered his voice, his eyes were terribly cold.

Lyon was such a big threat, they managed to catch him with great difficulty, but couldn't the group of people just look at one person?
Just like Stark escaped from prison, who knows what will happen!

What if Leon went crazy again and did those crazy things to hurt the beauty?It wasn't the police who were actually injured, so they wouldn't be vigilant at all?
(End of this chapter)