Past and Present: Domineering CEO's Cute Wife

Xiao Ze went to pay the deposit first, and the toll collector asked how much to pay. Xiao Ze thought about what Nangong Jin had explained, and the severity of what the nurse said just now, and said, "One hundred thousand."

"One hundred thousand?" The toll collector was shocked. What kind of disease did he have to pay so much all of a sudden.

"The patient has an operation today, and the hospital stay may be longer, so pay more." Xiao Ze had a routine smile on his face.

After paying the deposit, Xiao Ze, Yang Buchun and Lin Zhuo stood in front of the emergency room and waited for the end of the first aid.

Xiao Ze and Yang Buchun asked Lin Zhuo what happened, and Lin Zhuo told the ins and outs of the accident.

"Well, the cost is quite high at the beginning of this relationship. This is not a fuel-efficient lamp." Yang Buchun curled his lips.

"I didn't expect this girl to be so hot-tempered." Xiao Ze judged Ouyang Yilan for the first time. "By the way, do you know who came to make trouble?"

"I haven't had time to ask. Miss Ouyang was seriously injured. If something happens, everyone will be buried with her tonight."

"Ouyang Yilan is enough to add to the chaos," Yang Buchun said.

"Buchun, be more careful in the future." Xiao Ze scolded, "Now Nangong is taking her as a treasure, can't you see it? You are still speaking out here, be careful that Nangong gets angry and kills you first."

Boom, the lights in the emergency room went out, and Ouyang Yilan was pushed out.

"Come and push, enter the ward." The nurse greeted.

"Nurse, which ward to go to?" Xiao Ze asked
"General ward, 8th floor," said the nurse.

"How many people are there in a room in the general ward?" Yang Buchun looked at Ouyang Yilan's face pale.

"The common wards are triple rooms."

"Are there any single rooms?"

"No." The nurse was a little impatient.

Nangong Yan listened to this, and immediately dialed the phone, "Dean Zhang, I have a friend in your hospital, please find me a single room for the knife wound."

"Okay, okay, wait a moment." Dean Zhang hung up the phone and quickly contacted the doctor on duty.

He also called Nangong Yan back in person, "Mr. Nangong, it has been arranged for you to take the patient to the 11th floor."

"Okay, please trouble Dean Zhang." Nangong Yu said politely.

The nurses pushing the carts were also notified, and a group of people came to the 11th floor.

Moving the bed after entering the ward, it became difficult to carry it from the operating bed to the hospital bed.

"Come on, the family members put the patient down on his back and take care of his arms."

After the nurse finished speaking, no one dared to move.

Nangong Yu's woman, at least for now, is the woman Nangong Yu likes, who dares to touch her.

"Do it, what are you doing standing there?" the nurse urged.

Nangong Jin stepped forward, "I'll do it." He stretched out his hand and hugged her.

"The people in the back are all dead people. The patient is inconvenient now. You guys have to lie down together and move her over. Don't you understand?"

Several people looked at the nurse, and finally turned their eyes to Nangong Jing.

"Let's lift it down together." Nangong Yan finally spoke.

Several people stretched out their hands.

"Be careful, lift and lay flat."

Four big men lifted a woman, sweating profusely.

"When the patient regains consciousness, put on the clothes according to the situation." After speaking, the nurse left.

Xiao Ze, Yang Buchun and Lin Zhuo looked at each other in dismay.

"You all go back, I'll be here with her. Lin Zhuoming went to the villa early to bring the porridge, and I arranged for Mrs. Zhang."

"it is good."

The three of them didn't dare to speak more and left the ward.

After getting on the elevator, Yang Buchun said, "It's really scary, the nurse really knows how to arrange the work. Have you looked at Nangong Jin's face carefully?"

Neither Xiao Ze nor Lin Zhuo spoke.

Who would dare to look at Nangong Yan's face, if Ouyang Yilan hadn't just passed out from the operation, the three of them would have already ascended to heaven.

After coma, Ouyang Yilan seemed to become Mao Xiaolan naturally or habitually.

This time, it went back to a farther time.

It was the day when Mao Xiaolan and Nangong Yao got married.

There are no eight sedan chairs to marry, and there is no full house of guests, and even firecrackers are not willing to set off more.

Mao Xiaolan was full of joy and waited for Nangongyao with her red hijab covered.

On the wedding night, Nangong Yao didn't come, and Mao Xiaolan just sat and waited until dawn with her red hijab covered.

When the first rays of sunlight shone into the house, Mao Xiaolan thought that such a beginning might be doomed to live a humble life in the future, or even die alone.

Mao Xiaolan took off her bright red clothes, took off her red hijab, and looked at herself in the mirror, only to realize how shabby she was at this wedding, so shabby that she didn't even have a phoenix crown and a summer cloak, so shabby that she in the mirror had nothing but youth No.

After Mao Xiaolan changed into her regular clothes, she went out to help with the kitchen and sweep the house, and she continued to do the work at home.But he never saw Nangongyao, or Nangongyao never went to her room to see her newly married concubine.

In this way, until something happened to Nangong's family, almost everyone who could leave, including Nangongyao's wife.

Mao Xiaolan looked at Jia San, the old lady and the master were sick in bed, and she took care of them until the two old people passed away.

Before the master died, he called Nangong Yao to the bed, "Yao, I just pitied her when I married Xiaolan back then, but now she shares weal and woe with my Nangong family. In the future, you must treat her well and stop taking concubines. From now on, she will be yours." Madame, the madam who is included in the genealogy of the Nangong family."

Nangong Yao cried bitterly. In this world, everyone who has blood relationship with Nangong Yao has passed away.

Soon, the screen changed, and Mao Xiaolan was about to give birth.She was usually weak, and she encountered this terrible thing of giving birth to a child.

Anyway, she gave birth to a child, but was dying due to dystocia and hemorrhage.

Nangong Yao rushed into the delivery room and held Mao Xiaolan's hand, "Xiaolan, thank you for your hard work, I've wronged you."

Mao Xiaolan had a smile on her face, "No hard work, no grievances, I will have to work hard for you in the future, you want to take care of the children alone, follow my advice and marry another one, at least it can help you share the burden. After I leave, you should teach your children well. , teaching our kids as well as the neighbors' kids, and it will be fine."

Nangong Yao knelt by the bed and cried into tears.

Ouyang Yilan suddenly realized why Mango said that you have an unresolved relationship in previous lives, probably because of this.

Ouyang Yilan looked at Nangong Yao who was crying all the time, and felt uncomfortable, so she wanted to reach out and pat him on the shoulder.One shot, it hurts.

Ouyang Yilan felt that she couldn't lift her arm at all, it was so heavy that she couldn't feel it.

At this time, "Ouyang Yilan, Ouyang Yilan, are you awake?"

Does this voice linger even in the underworld?Ouyang Yilan didn't even want to open her eyes to look at him.

"Ouyang Yilan, it's me, Nangong Yu, open your eyes and look at me, do you feel any discomfort?"

"I don't feel well anywhere, as long as you are here, I feel uncomfortable." Ouyang Yilan could only think in her heart.

Ouyang Yilan slowly opened her eyes, looked at Nangong Jin, then at her surroundings, and at her own arm, "What's wrong with my arm."

"It's okay, the incision is stitched up, and it will be fine in a few days."

"How many stitches?"

"Five stitches in the front."

"Five needles? That's not much. Front? What does front mean?"

"There are five more stitches in the back."

"Back? How many times did I get stabbed?"

"Don't you remember what happened last night?"

"The day before yesterday?"

"Yes, you lost too much blood and fell into a coma. The doctor said that if you don't wake up, you may be in a vegetable state."

"It's a lie. You are still in a vegetable. If you are stabbed once, you are a vegetable. If you have been stabbed several times, how can you say that you can walk?"

"It seems that you are fine, and the wound doesn't hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, let's leave the hospital."

"It really doesn't hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt! I'm leaving the hospital, and I don't want to see you for another minute."

"Okay, it's okay, you can lift your left arm yourself, if it doesn't hurt at all, I'll let you go out of the hospital."

Ouyang Yilan looked at Nangong Yu, "Isn't it just raising his arm, what's the problem?"

Ouyang Yilan lifted it up vigorously, the flesh pulled the wound, the wound was connected to the muscle, the muscle was hung with tendons, and the tendon was accompanied by bone pain. Ouyang Yilan suddenly sweated on his back but did not move his arms at all.

"What's wrong with my arm, Nangong. What did you do to my arm?"

"Try to sit up." Nangong Yan guided her.

Ouyang Yilan only felt that her body was as soft as cotton, and she had no strength, and she didn't know where the strength that had nowhere to vent in the weekdays went.

Ouyang Yilan looked at Nangong Yan helplessly.

Nangong Yan slowly raised the head of the bed to help Ouyang Yilan find a comfortable posture and sit upright.

"Get up and sit for a while. You have been lying down for several days. Your body is far less strong than your willpower."

Ouyang Yilan looked at her arm, "I can't move my arm? I won't be able to move it in the future?"

"Who said that, of course it can. I'll help you get it moving in a few days."

"What do you mean you help me?"

"Do you want to eat?"

Speaking of which, Nangong Yu served a bowl of porridge for Ouyang Yilan, and sat by the bed, "I put rock sugar in it when it was boiled, it's very sweet, you can try it."

"Please explain what's wrong with my arm first, otherwise I'd rather starve to death."

"Because you drew the knife by yourself, the incision was too deep and bled too much. Some tissues are not very useful due to insufficient blood supply for a long time, and you have to recover slowly in the future."

"Can it be recovered?"

"Yes, if I say yes, I will." Nangong Yan looked at Ouyang Yilan.

Ouyang Yilan stared at Nangong Jin's eyes, she was looking for the unsteadiness in her eyes, even a little bit of panic in his eyes.

Nangong Yu was so determined that Ouyang Yilan couldn't see anything.

"Eat." Nangong Jin brought the spoon to Ouyang Yilan's mouth.

Ouyang Yilan looked at the porridge in the spoon, opened her mouth, stopped talking, opened her mouth mechanically, closed her mouth, chewed, and swallowed.

Tears rolled down the cheeks.

Ouyang Yilan didn't say a word to Nangong Jin again.

On the second day, Ouyang Yilan started to get out of bed and tried to raise her arms slowly, but her arms did not move.

On the third day, Ouyang Yilan got out of bed and moved farther, but her arms remained motionless.

On the fourth day, the doctor came to check the wound and change the dressing. Ouyang Yilan asked the doctor, "Doctor, will my arm never lift again?"

"Of course it is possible. Did anyone say it couldn't be done? The wound is recovering well, and I can move around properly in a few days."

"I want to leave the hospital."

"It's not impossible, come back for a review in a few days." The doctor didn't say any more.

After the doctor left, Ouyang Yilan raised her arm again, but she couldn't.

It seems that if you want to hold something in the future, you have to rely on your mind to raise your arms.Ouyang Yilan laughed at herself.