Dyed

When Fu Ran stumbled to the hospital, Ming Chengyou was still receiving emergency treatment.

Li Yunling leaned her head against the wall without moving. Fu Ran shuffled over. When Li Yunling saw her, her eyes subconsciously fell on Fu Ran's stomach. She turned her eyes away and didn't say a word.

The long wait is a kind of torment, which is the third critical illness notice that Li Yunling has received.

Fu Ran sat down next to her, clasped her arms tightly with her hands and still felt cold, tears filled her eyes, she stood on tiptoe, pressed her elbows to her knees and curled up.

Steward Xiao stood by and wiped away tears, Li Yunling's eyes were dull, as if he suddenly found someone sitting next to him.

"Fu Ran."

Fu Ran raised her head and looked at her.

"Since you have feelings for each other, why do you have to make troubles like this?" Li Yunling also thought at first that the separation of the two was the best result, but perhaps only they themselves know best whether it is good or not.

Fu Ran clenched the corners of her lips, "I just feel that I can't go back. After so many things have gone through, I really can't find a way to start again."

"Is it because of Chengyou and You Yingrui's marriage?" Li Yunling mentioned You Yingrui's name, wanting to grit her teeth, "Actually, you don't need to have any psychological pressure. They just had a wedding. I just found out. People have not yet registered.”

Li Yunling turned her head to look at Fu Ran, but found that her expression was calm, not surprised at all, "You know?"

Fu Ran kept silent, but tears flowed down to her feet one by one, dizzy and overlapping, reflecting a face of grief.

She didn't know it beforehand, or even thought it would be possible at all.

In the final analysis, Ming Chengyou still couldn't bear to chop off the knife completely.

The pain that others can't see is buried in Fu Ran's heart. It seems that fate has been playing tricks on her, from birth to now.

Fu Ran buried her face in her palm, her throat choked, and she couldn't help sobbing.

Li Yunling's eyes were red, and she kept staring at the red light in the emergency room. After a while, she said to Housekeeper Xiao, "Call Zhao Lan."

"Yes."

Every rescue, no one knows what the result will be, so it can only be regarded as the best one.

Li Yunling bent down exhaustedly, "Fu Ran, Chengyou is planning to leave Ying'an City today."

"I know."

"He went out before the onset of illness and said he wanted to see someone. On the way back, the driver drove him directly to the hospital." Li Yunling burst into tears.

Fu Ran choked up, "Who did he go to see?"

"I don't know either. When I asked him when I went out, he never said anything."

Li Yunling leaned back in the chair weakly, "I told him to leave here a long time ago. The foreign environment is good, so don't bother with the company's affairs, but he can't listen to a word. Seeing his body breaking down, he has been full of worries all day long. After he found out about his life experience, he even refused to tell me some things."

Housekeeper Xiao came from the other side of the corridor after making the phone call, "Madam, please don't do this, your body is important."

Fu Ran got up and walked to the door of the emergency room. The door was closed tightly, as if life and death were separated by this door.

When Zhao Lan arrived in a hurry, Ming Chengyou was still inside, Li Yunling lowered her head, and suddenly saw a pair of men's leather shoes appearing in her eyes, she looked up in surprise, as if she didn't expect Ming Zheng to come over.

Zhao Lan rushed to the door and wept bitterly. Ming Zheng stood in the corridor, looking at the red light in the emergency room, his face was gloomy, and he sat down on the chair without saying a word.

Li Yunling's throat was slightly choked, although Mingzheng didn't say anything, but the behavior of going to the hospital at least showed that the day when the two brothers could completely tie the knot hadn't come yet.

Zhao Lan was praying with his hands clasped together. The pressure of being driven into a desperate situation made it hard for everyone to breathe.

A long wait, waiting for an unknown result.

Every time he got sick, Ming Chengyou's body would collapse a bit, but the only thing Fu Ran could pray for now was that Ming Chengyou could come out of it.

Li Yunling propped herself up, she and Mingzheng were separated by a corridor, and after a few steps approached, she wanted to sit beside him, Mingzheng raised his eyes, fixedly staring at Li Yunling.

She bent down to take a seat, Ming Zheng looked away, and fell to an unknown place.

"Ming Zheng."

The man said nothing.

Li Yunling raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, "Mom didn't expect you to come here."

Mingzheng's expression remained unchanged, the cell phone in Fu Ran's bag suddenly rang, and she took it out to see that it was Li Linchen's number.

Fu Ran passed the corridor, and occasionally connected, "Hello."

"Xiaoran, where are you?"

Fu Ran couldn't restrain the crying in her throat, "Lin Chen, I want to tell you something."

"What's the matter?" The man seemed nonchalant, "Should I pick you up when you go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow, or will you go by yourself?" After thinking about it, Li Linchen said, "Let me pick you up, everything I need to bring is ready. Is it gone?"

Fu Ran let go of the hand covering the corner of her mouth, "Lin Chen, I don't want to get married anymore."

"What did you say?"

"Let's just leave it at that. We don't have any feelings for each other. If we go on like this, everyone will feel uncomfortable." Fu Ran made it clear, but Li Linchen said firmly, "No, do you really think marriage is a joke?"

"What about you, have you taken it seriously?" Fu Ran looked absently at the other end of the corridor, "I'm sorry, I'm dead."

"Fu Ran!"

She was leaning against the window, the lights had already come on outside, and the people downstairs were wearing white nurse uniforms, like the cold first snow in winter, causing pain in people's eyes.

Fu Ran called Fu Songting and told him not to worry if he had something to do at night, and then turned off the phone.

Ming Chengyou was pushed out from the emergency room, the director's expression was still stern, Zhao Lan grabbed Ming Chengyou's bed, Li Yunling hurried forward, "How is it?"

"It can only be said that he is lucky," the director took off his mask, "but for such an attack in a short period of time, you have to be mentally prepared."

"Is there a suitable heart?" Li Yunling looked at Ming Chengyou on the hospital bed, "Is it possible that as long as you find a matching heart, you can have the surgery right away?"

The director sighed, "Yunling, you also know that the supply is far less than the demand, and many hospitals are queuing up. Besides, how can it be so easy to find a suitable heart?"

Li Yunling suppressed tears, and took the director aside, "Please pay attention to me, as long as there is a suitable candidate, let me know immediately, I will find a way, and we are willing to spend any money."

When the director heard this, his expression was a little stern, "This is against the law!"

"You don't need to come forward, I will convince the patient's family members, don't they have the right to decide to give the organ transplant to the designated person?"

The director didn't know whether he listened or not, he passed Li Yunling's side and said, "I will take care of you, hurry to the ward."

"Okay." Li Yunling hurriedly nodded and followed the nurses forward.

Seeing this, Ming Zheng also stood up and prepared to leave.

Zhao Lan walked over cautiously, "Mingzheng, drive carefully on the road and try to slow down."

Since that slap, Mingzheng left early and returned late every day. Even though they met at home, the atmosphere was awkward.

He was originally cold-tempered, and Zhao Lan wanted to talk several times, but was blocked back.

The hospital bed was pushed past Ming Zheng's eyes, Ming Chengyou was still awake, he glanced at it, and then left without looking.

Li Yunling yelled, but the figure of the man had already disappeared at the entrance of the corridor.

Fu Ran was sitting in the ward. The rescue time this time was shorter than last time, and there was no complicated operation. She lay on the edge of the bed and waited for him to wake up.

Seeing that Ming Chengyou had passed the critical period, Li Yunling asked Zhao Lan to go back.

But Zhao Lan couldn't feel relieved, so she simply sat outside the ward and waited.

When Ming Chengyou woke up, he moved his hand and touched the head lying beside him. He looked along the line of sight, Fu Ran also felt something, and immediately raised his head, "You're awake."

Ming Chengyou stared at her for a while before speaking, "Why are you here?"