Five years later, she surprised the world with her Zaizai

inside the hospital.

Rong Lan fell into an extremely uneasy sleep, her eyes constantly moving under her eyelids.

Her mind kept flashing back to the image of He Yi hugging her tightly, and the words 'I'm sorry' echoed in her ears.

She hated He Yi, but didn't want He Yi to die in this way.

"do not want!"

Rong Lan woke up from her nightmare. What caught her eyes was the snow-white ceiling and the strong smell of disinfectant lingering in her nose.

The big movement pulled the wound on her arm, causing her face to turn pale in pain, and large beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Lan Lan, you finally woke up! Don't move around when you wake up."

The old and hoarse voice came from beside him. It was Mr. Rong who rushed over immediately.

He held on to the faucet on his crutch and stood up tremblingly to visit Rong Lan. Ever since his precious granddaughter was kidnapped, his body and mind had been greatly affected. He was much older than before, and his hair was completely silver.

When Rong Lan saw her grandpa again, tears welled up in her eyes uncontrollably and she murmured: "Grandpa, I miss you so much."

When she was kidnapped and placed under house arrest, she almost thought she would never see her grandfather again in her life.

Rong Hai stretched out his arms to hug Rong Lan and patted her back. He was also bursting into tears: "Do you know... you scared grandpa to death this time! If anything happens to you, how do you ask me to talk to your dead parents?" Explain?"

"I'm sorry, Grandpa, I made you worry!"

"What a silly kid says, it's not harmful. As long as you are good, it's worth it even if you trade my life for it." Mr. Rong sighed: "What grandpa suffered is nothing.

The only hard thing is that this kid Kang Jue is seriously injured and yet he is completely satisfied and worried about you. In the past, I always had a grudge against him and felt that this kid had betrayed you, but after this time, grandpa finally saw him clearly. "

Thinking of Kang Jue, Rong Lan raised her face with tears in her eyes: "Grandpa, I heard Nuan Nuan said that he is out of danger. How is he now?"

"Kang Jue lives in the same hospital as you." Rong Hai stroked the tears on her face with his calloused hands: "When you were in a coma, he came to see you and stayed with you for a long time. He is now He was still recovering, but his mother and I persuaded him to go back to the ward to rest."

"Ah That's good."

Knowing that Kang Jue was well, Rong Lan was relieved of the biggest stone in her heart.

"You turned a bad situation into a good one this time. You still have an injury on your arm. You must have a good rest." Rong Hai solemnly warned: "When you and Kang Jue's injuries are stabilized, you can see each other however you want. I We have no objections to his parents. If you are weak, sleep a little longer, and when you wake up, Tina will send Laoji bamboo fungus soup."

"Grandpa..."

Rong Lan lay back on the hospital bed, but her little hands grabbed the old man's clothes.

"Lanlan, what else do you want?"

Rong Lan bit her lip with her teeth and made up her mind to ask: "Grandpa, is He Yi's life in danger?"

Speaking of He Yi, Rong Hai's old eyes flashed with anger: "This boy is indeed the son of a prostitute, and his thoughts are so vicious! You are so good to him, but he even plots against you!"

"Grandpa, she saved me in the end. I just want to ask, how is he?"

"Severe injuries have been treated, but he is not out of danger yet." Rong Hai paused and continued: "Don't worry, no one intends to give up on him. They all want to save him from the Lord of Hell."

Rong Lan nodded vigorously: "I understand, grandpa, thank you."

"Go to sleep."

"it is good."

Rong Lan went on a hunger strike for several days, relying only on nutrient solution to survive. In addition, her arms bled a lot, and she fell asleep again soon after.

Rescue the interior.

He Yi closed his eyes tightly, and the doctor looked at the continuously declining numbers on the instrument display and said.

"Add voltage."

"Plus!"

"Add to the maximum!"

The defibrillator shocked He Yi's chest, and each powerful defibrillation made the man tremble heavily on the hospital bed.

Yi Yang stood outside the operating room door, pacing back and forth. He Yi's condition kept recurring and he was never truly out of danger.

The man was wearing a black windbreaker, standing outside the operating room, with his hands in his pockets and his eyes indifferent. He seemed to have been used to the separation of life and death, and he remained absolutely calm about everything around him.

Yiyang saw the man appear and stepped forward: "Master..."

"How is He Yi's situation?" the man asked with a deep look.

"The condition has recurred, and now we are being rescued inside again." Yi Yang reported truthfully.

The man pursed his lips and said nothing. Yiyang saw his cold profile and couldn't guess what he was thinking at the moment.

Not long after, the door to the operating room opened, and the doctors and nurses hurried out with solemn faces.

A trace of darkness flashed in Bo Shiyan's eyes: "How is he?"