First Love and Marriage: Bidong Double-Faced Male God

Finally, when Song Qianyan was almost exhausted, Wen Yifan found them. Seeing Wen Yifan pick up Ou Jinchuan who was seriously injured in the back, Song Qianyan felt a lightness on his back, and then fainted, and said two words to Wen Yifan before fainting.

"I would like to... Courtyard..."

Wen Yifan in the hospital listened carefully to the condition of the two in the doctor's office, with complicated expressions on his face.

His heart was heavy. Slowly, Wen Yifan came to Ou Jinchuan's intensive care unit.

He clenched his fists tightly, he didn't expect Ou Jinxi to strike so hard, this is a family relationship where blood is thicker than water!

Ou Jinchuan's condition is very serious. The hemorrhage of the left eyeball makes it almost impossible to save the left eye. The doctor said that even if it is saved in the future, whether he can see it depends on the later observation and maintenance.

In other words, Ou Jinchuan's eyes may become blind, and he will never see any brilliance again.

God is too harsh on Ou Jinchuan, he hardly had a warm childhood, he got into a car accident a few years ago, sat in a wheelchair for six years, finally stood up, is he going blind again now?
And not only his eyes, Ou Jinchuan's internal organs were injured more seriously, his spleen ruptured and bled.

The doctor said that if it hadn't been delivered in time, Ou Jinchuan might be doomed.

Seeing that Ou Jinchuan's handsome face was now covered with bruises, and the corner of his mouth was broken and bleeding, he looked very miserable.

He suffered three broken ribs and narrowly missed his heart.

This is the most serious injury Ou Jinchuan has ever suffered. Even if he was injured by a steel plate last time, it was only a broken left hand.

It's not easy to survive like this, but it's a pity that I can't even get out of bed for at least three months.

Ou Jinxi's heart is too cruel, not only Ou Jinchuan will not let him go, but Wen Yifan will never let him go.

Out of the intensive care unit, Wen Yifan came to the general ward. Song Qianyan's condition was relatively mild, but his wrist was ruptured and bleeding, and Ou Jinchuan was exhausted and fell into a coma. He should wake up after a while.

Wen Yifan thoughtfully prepared light porridge, he thought that Song Qianyan would go to see Ou Jinchuan as soon as he woke up.

Song Qianyan woke up an hour later, and after she struggled to open her eyes, the events before falling asleep played in her mind one after another, she couldn't help but pale, and struggled to sit up.

Wen Yifan watched her struggle to sit up, and rushed to her hospital bed to help.

"In a nutshell, if you take a rest, the doctor said that you passed out due to exhaustion, so you will feel obviously tired when you wake up."

Hearing Wen Yifan's voice, Song Qianyan immediately turned his head to him, and the first thing he said was "Where's Ou Jinchuan?"

She didn't dare to ask Wen Yifan if Ou Jinchuan was still alive?She was terrified of hearing a negative answer.

"He's fine. He's living in another ward. I'll take you to see him when you get better. You should rest and recover your strength first."

"Really? You take me there now," Song Qianyan struggled to get out of bed when he heard that Ou Jinchuan was still alive.

The moment Song Qianyan stood up, she felt dizzy and swayed, wishing to be supported by Wen Yifan.

"Qianyan, you are still very weak now, I have prepared some light porridge for you, you eat some first, recover some strength, then I will take you there, okay?"

"Brother Yifan, you know, I have to see with my own eyes that he is fine before I can rest assured, I beg you to take me there, please, and I will eat obediently when I come back."

Seeing Song Qianyan looking at him pleadingly, he really couldn't refuse.

Wen Yifan had no choice but to help her to the intensive care unit.

On the way, Song Qianyan couldn't help but start to worry, "Brother Yifan, don't you say he's fine? Why is he in the intensive care unit?"

Wen Yifan couldn't bear to look directly at the fragility in his eyes.

"Jin Chuan has some internal injuries, so he needs to be observed in the intensive care unit. Don't worry that he can be transferred to the general ward after a few days of observation."

"Oh,"

But when Song Qianyan went in and saw Ou Jinchuan lying on the bed, tears began to flow uncontrollably.

Lying on the bed, Ou Jinchuan's face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, even his lips were as white as the remaining snow in winter, his long eyelashes made his face even paler, his forehead was wrapped with white gauze, and his eyes were covered with thick A layer of white gauze, she could see that the originally arrogant face was covered with bruises, and the body was wrapped in white gauze, which looked like a mummy.

And Ou Jinchuan was surrounded by icy and cold instruments. He was lying there alone, looking extraordinarily fragile.

Song Qianyan couldn't help covering her lips with her hands, she was afraid that her voice would disturb Ou Jinchuan who was resting quietly, and that Ou Jinchuan who was lying down would break if she made a loud voice.

She stood there staring at Ou Jinchuan on the bed, and half an hour passed like a blink of an eye.

Song Qianyan who returned to the ward was very sad. Although she couldn't eat the porridge on the table, she tried her best to gobble it up.

She knows that only when she recovers quickly can she have the strength to take care of Ou Jinchuan. At this time, she has to stand in front of Ou Jinchuan and support the blue sky in front of him.

Five days later, Ou Jinchuan was transferred to the general ward, and Song Qianyan had already recovered by this time.

On the third day, Ou Jinchuan woke up.

Although his face still hurt, he still tried his best to smile at Song Qianyan.

He didn't want to see Song Qianyan's uncomfortable expression, he would feel distressed.

Song Qianyan stayed with him almost 24 hours a day, not going anywhere.

Song Qianyan was afraid that Ou Jinchuan would be bored in bed, so he watched news and comedies with him.

When Ou Jinchuan was feeling sleepy, Song Qianyan sat beside the hospital bed and read to him.

All the things she needed to go out were done after Ou Jinchuan fell asleep, so Ou Jinchuan felt very happy during this period.

As long as he opened his eyes, he could always see Song Qianyan. In the past, either he didn't want to see Song Qianyan, or he was pestering Song Qingyan in every possible way. Now that Song Qianyan can accompany him willingly, Ou Jinchuan is very content.

Seeing that Ou Jinchuan's complexion became more and more ruddy, and his energy became more and more full, Song Qianyan's heart slowly relaxed.

The sun was shining brightly this day, shining through the windows in the ward, making people drowsy comfortably.

Song Qianyan was leaning against the hospital bed, holding "Green Lantern" in his hand,
"The sky is full of stars, bright and blurred. It seems that there must be the last time, otherwise life will be lighter and cheaper. We are all walking on this road, and no one has the privilege of avoiding death. Perhaps the important thing is, who do you share with? Acquaintance and companionship, with whom to share the joys and sorrows of life, with whom to share certain important moments, including the last. The good thing about an age of scarcity is that human interaction is simple—a knock on the door, no red tape.” The wolf walks into the dusk where no one fails." The dusk is like wine, and the hero is at a loss. The mirror image of the glitzy world is always upside down. When people are around, they think there are always opportunities, but in fact life is subtraction. When you love your woman, you have to be brave." These are Ou Jinchuan's favorite sentences in Qingdeng.

I thought that Ou Jinchuan would listen carefully, but when I turned around, I found that Ou Jinchuan was staring at her with piercing eyes.

Song Qianyan couldn't help being curious, "Jinchuan, what are you looking at?"

"Look at you," Ou Jinchuan said with a deep smile in his eyes.

"It's here every day, what's there to see?"

"I'm looking to see if there are flowers on Qianyan's face, why is it so beautiful?"

"There are no flowers," Song Qianyan glared at Ou Jinchuan, then looked down at the book.

"En. There are no flowers, but shallow words are more beautiful. You are the most beautiful flower."

Listening to Ou Jinchuan's sweet talk, Song Qianyan's heart also blossomed with joy.

Although this kind of scene is not uncommon now, girls are naturally sweet talkers, and Song Qianyan is no exception.

The next day, it was also noon.

After the two took a nap, Song Qianyan leaned against the bed and began to read to him again.

"I am nothing but the echoes of the vibrations that pass through me, sometimes far and weak, sometimes near and strong, swirling in the air and gathering together to become me. We live in a Strange times. A man's life, maybe that's what it is, don't know if it's my life? Or is it about another man? And I mistook it for mine. There's a lot more...his The article looks really comfortable and close to my heart..."

Suddenly she felt Ou Jinchuan's eyes getting hotter and closer.

Song Qianyan felt a little embarrassed by Ou Jinchuan.

"Qianyan, you don't have to do this for me." Ou Jinchuan saw the tattoo under Song Qianyan's ear.

That is a word of "Jin", Ou Jinchuan's sincere.

There was a momentary blank in Ou Jinchuan's mind, and then he kissed that tattoo, he was afraid that he was just Nankey Yimeng.

"Jin Chuan, although you are not the best, you are unique and the only one I love deeply."

"This is what I want. I hope that every time I tilt my head and rub my left hand under my ear, I can touch you."

"But I hope that what you can touch is my real person," Ou Jinchuan suddenly smiled wryly.

He has been lying in bed for three months, which means he hasn't touched Song Qianyan in these three months.

He is almost becoming a monk.

Hearing Ou Jinchuan's implication, Song Qianyan blushed.

"You beast." Song Qianyan lowered his head and pretended to read the book seriously, and never looked at him again, while Ou Jinchuan smiled dryly.

The two played and played like this every day, and soon Ou Jinchuan was discharged from the hospital.

When Ou Jinchuan stood in front of her intact, Song Qianyan's eyes couldn't help but get wet.

Gently stepping forward to hug Ou Jinchuan's strong waist, Song Qianyan buried her face in Ou Jinchuan's arms, rubbing her head vigorously.

"very nice,"

Brother Jin, it's great that you are alive.

Ou Jinchuan stroked her hair tenderly, his eyes were full of doting.

The love journey between the two of them is really too bumpy.

This strengthened Ou Jinchuan's determination to protect her well. He was stronger than now, so strong that no one dared to provoke her, so he could protect Song Qianyan well.

The two of them tacitly shared their hearts, both smiling contentedly.

After being discharged from the hospital, Ou Jinchuan's work and life became busy.

Once again, work is overwhelming.

In the next six months, Ou Jinchuan was busy with the company's affairs, and Xingchen Group also deservedly became the leading enterprise in this city, far ahead.

Gradually, the Star Group became more and more famous in the country, and its reputation spread far and wide overseas.

And Song Qianyan's work in the hospital went smoothly.

The life of the two is like ducks in water, comfortable and moist.