Mommy, Daddy calls you to have a second child

Jian Qing subconsciously closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she only had time to see his back going out.

She opened her mouth to call his name, but a deep sense of powerlessness filled her heart.

Sure enough, he still didn't care about her at all.

hospital.

Su Zheyu sat by the hospital bed, looked at her worriedly, and persuaded softly: "Yuwan, you can't delay any longer. If you don't have surgery, you won't be able to play the piano anymore."

Xiao Yuwan's eyes were empty and blank, as if she had lost all light: "He doesn't listen to me playing the piano anymore, what's the use of these hands if I want them?"

All comforting words suddenly blocked his throat.

Su Zheyu dimmed his eyes, and said softly in a voice that he could only hear.

And I listen.

Suddenly there was a steady and familiar step at the door, Xiao Yuwan's dim eyes lightened slightly, and she subconsciously looked towards the door.

Li Yaochuan walked in with an indifferent expression. He glanced at the person on the bed, looked away without even a second, and said to the doctor waiting beside him, "Get ready for surgery!"

The doctor was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect him to make a decision without asking the patient.

He didn't nod, but looked at Xiao Yuwan, asking for her opinion.

After all, if the patient doesn't cooperate, the risk of the operation will increase, and he can't make fun of the patient's life.

"Then prepare for surgery."

When her weak voice fell, not only the doctor, but also Su Zheyu beside him were also stunned.

People who were determined not to undergo surgery just now suddenly stopped making trouble. Everyone is surprised, right?
The doctor couldn't help but take another look at Li Yaochuan, and immediately went out to prepare for the operation.
Su Zheyu turned his back to him, his stunned eyes moved, and a trace of bitterness quickly passed by.

Sure enough, Yaochuan is Yuwan's good medicine.

Xiao Yuwan stared at the man who was dozens of steps away from her, her eyes were affectionate and lingering, there was a faint glint of water in the corners of her eyes, and there was unbearable pain on her pale face, which made people feel pity.

She parted her lips slightly, her voice was choked and weak, and every word contained affectionate humility: "Yaochuan...I'm sorry, I didn't know the doctor would call you, I don't want to trouble you."

Li Yaochuan looked at her with cold eyes without warmth.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiao Yuwan panicked, her eyes watered and her eyes were dim with tears: "Yaochuan... are you still blaming me?"

"Sorry……"

She bit her lip suddenly, her shoulders trembled, and tears welled up: "I'm sorry, Yao Chuan... I was wrong at the beginning, please forgive me, please? Don't be so indifferent to me, please?"

Su Zheyu's heart ached when he heard it, and he wanted to hug her and give her all the tenderness, but the person concerned was indifferent, not even the slightest softness in his eyebrows and eyes.

Su Zheyu immediately stood up, turned around and stared at him angrily: "Yaochuan, Yuwan has already apologized to you, do you have to be so heartless? Do you still have the heart?"

Li Yaochuan's cold eyes immediately shot at him, with anger throbbing faintly on his face: "It's not your turn to take care of my affairs!"

Su Zheyu clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "I don't care about your business, but Yuwan is so badly injured, you have to stay and take care of her! The operation is so dangerous, if she makes a mistake, you really don't care. Is it okay to go?"

Li Yaochuan had a dark face and did not speak.

The night was dark.

Jian Qing turned around restlessly, and finally opened her eyes.

She sighed, reached for her phone and took a look, it was already past three o'clock in the middle of the night.

But Li Yaochuan has not come back yet.

Is he still with Xiao Yuwan in the hospital?

Will they talk about the past, will they hold each other and talk to each other?
Just thinking of their intimacy, Jian Qing felt that she was going to be out of breath.

The wound on the ankle was painful, and every time the tendons twitched, it was like a needle prick.

Jian Qing sat up, turned on the light, gritted her teeth to endure the pain, and got out of bed to get painkillers.

But the medicine seems to be on the sofa downstairs.

She limped, opened the bedroom door, and leaned on the handrail of the stairs under the moonlight, moving down step by step.

Only halfway through, a fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, and every time her ankle touched the cold marble, she felt unspeakable pain.

Jian Qing exhaled and walked down, suddenly her head became dizzy and stirred, the moonlight swayed into phantoms in her eyes, and the surroundings became blurred.

She just wanted to retract her outstretched foot, but accidentally stepped on the air, and she fell straight down.

A scream broke the silent night.

Aunt Li woke up from the dream, got up quickly, got out of bed, and turned on the headlight in the living room.

As soon as the light came on, the scene of Jian Qing falling down the stairs, her face pale and dying, came into her eyes immediately.

"Young Mistress!"

Aunt Li panicked in fright, and ran down to help her up, but her body twitched.

Aunt Li didn't dare to move immediately, and called the young master, but no one answered.

She was so anxious that her hands trembled, remembering that she saved Dr. Zhang's phone number last time, no matter what time it was, she called directly.

"Quick, quick."

Aunt Li was talking anxiously, the bell rang for a long time before she was picked up.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Aunt Li quickly said: "Doctor Zhang, please come here now, our young mistress accidentally fell and hurt herself, and she couldn't even move. I really don't know what to do."

Dr. Zhang was still half asleep, but suddenly woke up by her words.

"Don't worry, I'll be right over."

He jumped out of bed, put on his clothes, took the medicine box, and hurriedly set off to the villa area.

"Aunt Li, help me get the medicine from the sofa."

Jian Qing slowed down for a while, feeling that the pain had eased, and then spoke weakly.

"Okay, I'll take it right away."

Aunt Li quickly took the medicine on the sofa, squatted on the ground and opened the bag.

Jian Qing endured the pain of being bruised on her wrist, took out the painkillers in the bag, took out two pills and swallowed them directly.

The dry throat was rubbed by the pills, causing a slight pain.

Aunt Li hurried over with a glass of warm water, her expression extremely worried: "Young Mistress, slow down, don't touch the wound."

Painkillers work fast.

Jian Qing exhaled, and said, "Aunt Li, help me up."

Aunt Li put down the water glass, walked over and carefully helped her to the living room.

Jian Qing was lying on the sofa with her back up, feeling a dull pain in her tailbone.

She moved her body and couldn't help pulling her lips into a self-deprecating smile.

He cared about himself the last time he flopped, but this time he really fell, but he couldn't even get through his phone.

Thinking that he was still with another woman, Jian Qing felt the pain from the wound intensified, and even the painkillers lost their effect.

Doctor Zhang came very quickly.

He first gave Jian Qing an injection of medicine that she didn't understand, and then checked carefully. Fortunately, Jian Qing didn't break her tailbone, but only hit a few bones, causing severe pain.

Just rest for a few days.

After hearing the result, Aunt Li breathed a sigh of relief, and sent Dr. Zhang away with a somewhat apologetic smile.