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It is far from being able to experience the horror of a car accident without seeing it with your own eyes.

Today, the few people took an off-road vehicle with a raised chassis, thick and wide tires, and a double insurance in front of the thick bumper. The whole car parked there looked like a mighty general, but when it was The general screamed like an explosion when the silver sports car hit him, and the whole car was shaken backwards under the huge impact.

Qiao Xing was pushed down by Wen Changrong abruptly. His body was separated from Wen Changrong's fingertips by only a few millimeters. Then there was a loud noise in his ear, and then the man's body became like a piece of weightless paper and hit heavily with the car. Afterwards, the airbag exploded in an instant, and the sound of pain and the smell of blood filled the air.

All this happened so quickly that Qiao Xing couldn't react for a while. He fell on the ground, his eyes dull, trying to see the man's situation, but he only saw the blood dripping from the ground along his fingertips.

Why did Wen Changrong bleed?Qiao Xing suddenly felt unreal, his head buzzed, and the blood all over his body seemed to run out of his body in an instant.

"Brother Qiao Qiao Qiao..." Ji Mingqi's face was still pale after being frightened. The young man held the phone in one hand and tried to pull Qiao Xing with the other. Obviously Qiao Xing was not affected by the car accident at all, but the way he looked at him was Terrified, "I called an ambulance, you get up first, don't scare me..."

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Qiao Xing didn't quite remember what happened afterwards, but only remembered that his soul seemed to have been withdrawn from his body. Ji Mingqi kept calling his name in a loud voice. I don't know where the strength came from, I jumped off the stretcher and fell a lot.

In the dream after that, there was the scene of Wen Changrong kissing him on the balcony, and the relief that he was not pushed out of the car, and a huge explosion occurred immediately after the two cars collided, and they were wiped out in the smoke together.

"You are really sick, what are you saying about my brother when your life is at stake." Qiao Xing smiled and held the man's hand, "But it's okay, we are going to see God, it doesn't matter if you are sick."

"Qiao Xing, wake up..." Qiao Xing heard a familiar voice on the way to see God, and then smelled a icy fragrance as if mixed with coldness, he suddenly opened the door Eye.

The first thing that came into view was the ceiling, and then a familiar face. Qiao Xing's eyes widened suddenly, and he subconsciously wanted to say something, but he had something in his mouth, and his teeth touched the hard shell and he couldn't speak.

"Don't move." Wen Chang pressed his hand, "You are on a ventilator now, so you can't speak for a while."

As soon as the voice came out, Qiao Xing was completely awake - it wasn't Wen Changrong, it was Wen Changze.

"You have a stress reaction and have been in a coma for two days." Wen Chang explained in this way, and the doctors and nurses quickly came to check on Qiao Xing and evacuated Qiao Xing's ventilator and other instruments after confirming that everything was fine.

"Where's Wen Changrong?" Qiao Xing asked hurriedly, ignoring his dry throat that was still sore.

"Upstairs." Wen Chang replied.

That means he was rescued. Qiao Xing suddenly fell to the ground with a huge stone in his heart. He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "I'll go and have a look."

"Hey, you little..."

Before he could say his heart, Qiao Xing's knee gave way and almost fell to the ground.

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It wasn't the first time Qiao Xing saw Wen Changrong lying in the intensive care unit, but it was the first time he saw Wen Changrong wrapped up like a mummy, and the only exposed face was covered with blood scabs, and his face was as dark as the sky. haze.

People were indeed saved, but the situation was not optimistic.

Wen Changrong suffered three broken ribs, a comminuted fracture of his left arm, and varying degrees of injuries to his limbs, but these were only minor injuries, because the most serious one was the man had a tumor in his head, which was affected by the car accident. Malignancy may occur at any time.

"What kind of tumor?" Qiao Xing's voice was hoarse and ugly, and his expression was dazed and exhausted: "Why didn't I know? His body has always been in good health..."

"We don't know either." Wen Chang shook his head, his eyes fell on Mrs. Wen who was sitting on the bench with red, swollen eyes, "Chang Rong didn't tell anyone in the family."

"That……"

"However, I heard from Changrong's assistant that it was a long time ago that Evergreen was diagnosed with a brain tumor, about half a year ago? At that time, you and Evergreen were getting divorced." Wen Chang said, "Because of the risks of brain surgery The tumor is relatively large, and the tumor is benign, so Evergreen has been carrying out conservative treatment before, and will consider surgery if it really fails, but the current situation..."

"..." Qiao Xing didn't know what to say, he just felt anxious and angry, anxious for Wen Changrong's life, Wen Changrong was just a boring gourd, and didn't say anything.

But in fact, if you think about it carefully, the existence of brain tumors in men has long been traced.

For example, Wen Changrong had a severe headache when he was woken up late at night, and he had to massage to fall asleep. For example, Wen Changrong pressed his forehead many times at work. Men always frown and look tired when these situations occur. They should have noticed it earlier, but because Wen Changrong was exhausted under such high-pressure work, they all ignored it.

"When exactly was half a year ago?" Qiao Xing suddenly thought of Wen Changrong's sudden change, and thought of Wen Changrong suddenly taking him to the notary office and saying that he would give him half of his calm face with the fund under his name.

Wen Chang didn't say anything in detail, but only gave him a copy of the medical examination report that was placed next to Wen's mother.

Qiao Xing glanced at the time. The date of the medical examination report was after he and Wen Changrong filed for divorce. Not long after, Wen Changrong took him to the notary office.

"Do you know about Changrong's will?" Mother Wen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

"...?" Qiao Xing looked up, his face full of bewilderment.

"The patient is awake, hurry up, go and have a look..." At this moment, there was a sound from the monitoring room where the medical staff were located.

The three people outside the corridor stopped talking immediately, Qiao Xing straightened up for a moment, and Mother Wen immediately stood up to go to the door.

"Patient's family members please wait outside, and are not allowed to enter the ward without permission." The nurse responsibly shut the three of them out, then turned around and hurried back to work.

There was no way, Qiao Xing could only turn the wheel of the wheelchair quickly, and stared at the situation in the ward together with Wen's mother, Wen Chang.

Wen Changrong's condition needs rest, so only two doctors and a nurse went in. The distance between the glass was still too far, Qiao Xing put his face on the glass, his eyes were wide open to the extreme, and he could only vaguely see the man open. Eyes, and can not know the specific situation.

The simple test was over quickly, and the doctor left the ward quickly, leaving the nurse to take care of him in the ward.

"What's the matter?" Mother Wen hurried up to ask.

It was already the third day, and Wen Changrong was still waking up intermittently, so there was no need to worry.

"It's okay." The doctor said so, looked at the expressions on the faces of the three people, and said, "The patient is not in a good condition yet to enter the ward for visits, but he has been awake for a long time. If you want to visit, you can watch through the monitor. But the patient can't talk yet."

Fortunately, Wen Changrong lived in a hospital with top-notch facilities, otherwise the three of them would have to wait for a long time before seeing Wen Changrong. The nurse talked to Wen Changrong, and then turned on the monitor and radio placed beside the man's bed. .

As soon as the monitor was turned on, Mother Wen almost didn't cry. The camera was so close, it was far more impactful than watching from outside. The bruises and bruises on the man's face could be clearly seen, and the body stuck in countless tubes seemed to be Like a person, but a test subject.

Mother Wen couldn't help wiping away her tears, but Wen Chang paused for a moment, then went up to talk to Wen Changrong. When it was over, he came forward again and told Wen Changrong to take care of his health.

Three minutes passed quickly, and only Qiao Xing remained silent.

Wen Chang turned around and tugged at his sleeve, sort of leading him to the camera.

Wen Changrong raised his eyelids slightly, and although his eyes were bloodshot, the gray pupils were as calm as if nothing had happened.

The two looked at each other, speechless for a while.

"...Sir." Qiao Xing spoke first.

"En." Wen Changrong's voice was very low, and the answer was only a breath, which was almost inaudible.

"..." Qiao Xing looked at the man's bruised face, his palms were tightly squeezed on his knees, he had 1000 million words he wanted to say to Wen Changrong, but at this moment he didn't know what to say.

He has stood in front of him thousands of times, and he clearly remembers how tall, unstoppable and unstoppable that back is. They have also had sex with each other countless times, and he has hugged and kissed that body, and he clearly knows How firm and tight every inch of his body is, but at this moment he can only lie there motionless, like a piece of fragile paper.

Qiao Xing felt that his eyes were sore, and his body began to ache. The moment he was pushed from the car, and the fall from the stretcher, he finally seemed to be reacting at this moment, making his bones ache all over his body. stand up.

I want to cry.

But not cry.

Qiao Xing knew that his emotions would affect the patient, so he could only bite his lower lip and swallow the soreness in his eyes, then hurriedly looked away and said goodbye.

"Take care of yourself, I..."

"Cry."

Wen Changrong's voice was very low and he was wearing a ventilator, so his speech was very slurred, but even so, Qiao Xing still heard his two words clearly.

"..." It's okay if you don't say it, but Qiao Xing is completely defeated.

The tears he was trying to swallow poured out uncontrollably in an instant, with the fear that he couldn't express when he was in the car accident, and the fear that he couldn't express after waking up, and they wet the blue and white hospital gown.