Lovesickness awaits

Chapter 285
When Mo Yan arrived at the hospital, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

She didn't dare to go upstairs, because she wasn't sure if Mr. Li would be upstairs. She didn't want to have a confrontation with the Li family at such a moment and make him unhappy, so she didn't dare to go upstairs for a long time.

She called Li Zhan first, but the phone kept busy and couldn't get through.

Li Zhan will not not answer her calls for no reason, unless it is the intention of Mr. Li.

She put away her mobile phone and paced back and forth in the corridor on the first floor, taking time off bit by bit.

I didn't get on the elevator until after ten o'clock, when there were a lot fewer people in the hospital.

When he went upstairs and walked to Mr. Li's ward, Mo Yan's heart was silent all afternoon before he regained a feeling of beating.

She lay on the glass of the door, greedily looking at the man on the hospital bed.

He looked pale and weak, the wound on his shoulder had been treated, wrapped in circles of gauze, something was fixed on his head, and thin scratches could still be seen on his face, reminding Mo Yan that he was on the viaduct today , that soul-stirring scene.

He must have known that the brakes failed a long time ago, and he coaxed her to sleep because he was afraid that she would panic.

The phrase "I love you", under the circumstances at the time, was actually another farewell, but she didn't recognize it.

He used all his cleverness on others, and was only stupid on her.

You fool, you have firmly tied my heart, and now you want to leave, have you asked me what I mean?

Mo Yan held back tears, choked up softly, and after a long time, he controlled his emotions and reached out to push the door.

At this moment, a figure suddenly stood up beside the bed in the ward, her hands trembled, and she pushed subconsciously.

The door opened in response to the sound, Mo Yan was startled, turned around and ran away.

Qiao Nan was lying on the bedside to rest, but his bones were sore after lying down for a long time, so he got up and stretched his body, but just as he stood up, he saw the door being pushed, and a figure flashed past.

He frowned, because of the accident that happened this morning, he had lingering fears, and walked out uneasy, wanting to see what happened.

The corridor was empty, and there was no one in sight. If it was a doctor or nurse, they shouldn't have left like this.

He frowned, somewhat inexplicably, and when he turned around, he suddenly saw a pair of feet wearing white sneakers at the fire exit at the corner.

The shoes were dirty, with some blood stains on them, Qiao Nan stood there looking at them for a while, then entered the ward thoughtfully.

A few minutes later, Mo Yan came out from there. She looked at the ward with disappointed and sad eyes. The old man might have made up his mind that he would not let her see Li Jingyu, so he would let his most trusted doctor, Dr. Qiao, guard him.

She leaned against the wall, slid down slowly, squatted on the ground, and buried her head deeply in her knees.

I love you so much, but I don't even have the right to stay by your side, Jing Yu, I miss you...

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the ward suddenly rang, and Mo Yan was startled and quickly hid.

A few seconds later, I saw Qiao Nan coming out of the ward and taking the elevator downstairs.

Mo Yan was startled, and after a few seconds of hesitation, he turned around and rushed into Mr. Li's ward.

As soon as she came in, her heart twitched.

Looking at it from a distance is different from seeing it up close. From a close distance, you can clearly see the fine grains cut by the glass on his body.

You can't even imagine how such an accident ruined such an intact person.

Looking at it, Mo Yan felt that his whole heart was being grabbed by an invisible hand, and he was so depressed that he couldn't breathe.

She walked very lightly, step by step to the hospital bed, knelt and sat by the bed, caressing his cheek and his body carefully.

His complexion was already fair, and these bright red wounds looked shocking. In an instant, her tears came again.

Her hands were still wrapped in gauze, so she couldn't really touch his skin, and couldn't feel his body temperature.

Without any hesitation, she stretched out her hand and roughly removed the thick gauze layer by layer.

Ten fingers and nails all turned dark purple. The newly healed wound was tense and painful, and her face was a little pale.

Trembling fingers covered his lips, his eyes, his nose, over and over again, tirelessly.

"How long are you going to sleep?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, her voice became hoarse and out of tune, but she tried her best not to cry in front of him.

"Wake up and talk to me, what happened today, I'm scared."

Her tone was light but gentle.

"What were you thinking at the moment when the accident happened today?"

No one answered, the data on the display screen was beating regularly, and the ward became more and more quiet.

"I'm thinking of you. I'm ready to die in love with you. Why did you abandon me first? Did you forget the oath you said when you received the certificate? You are so selfish."

She smiled, but tears fell.

"I'm actually not strong at all. I'm afraid of being alone and the unknown. It was you who pulled me out of that failed relationship step by step and made me brave and fearless, but it was all because of you." Now, if one day you fall down, I don't know how to adapt to this lonely world again."

She put her face on the back of his hand, and tears wet the back of his hand from the corners of her eyes.

"You can't be so bad, steal my heart, and don't want me..."

He sobbed softly like a child, his face was full of grievances, and the air was filled with sadness.

She talked a lot, and even forgot that she sneaked in to see him while others were leaving.

She lay on the bedside crying for a while, laughing for a while, like a fool.

After a long time, she got up, bent down and lowered her head, pressing her lips against his.

She kissed very lightly and gently, tears ran down the bridge of her nose, fell on the tip of her nose, and slid onto his lips.

She raised her head, opened her eyes, and said softly, "Hubby, wake up."

However, the person on the hospital bed did not move at all. Those so-called miracles were just plots in soap operas. She was just waiting devoutly, waiting for him to wake up.

She wiped away her tears, picked up the gauze she left on the ground just now, took one last deep look at Li Jingyu, opened the door and left.

There was no trace of her presence in the room.

After she left for a few minutes, the door of the ward opened, Qiao Nan walked in calmly, and saw the water stains on the corners of Mr. Li's lips at a glance.

He sighed softly, glanced at the door, picked up the blanket and covered Li Jingyu, leaned on the sofa by himself, and closed his eyes.

When Mo Yan came out of the hospital, she couldn't control her emotions, and sat alone on the bench downstairs, crying.

As she herself said, she was not that strong. From the time of the accident to the present, her heart felt as if it was pinched by an invisible hand, and the pain was tight.

(End of this chapter)