President and her chief secretary

She said: 'As long as you want, as long as she has, life can be given to you. '

I can give you my life.

This sentence came to Ji Moyan's mind again. She originally thought that Su Mengran was just talking casually, but she never thought that she would really risk her life to save herself.

If Su Mengran hadn't rushed over to hug him, and hadn't blocked the blow for him, then the person lying inside at this moment was himself, not Su Mengran.

Ji Moyan wandered outside the operating room on foot, recalling the scene just now, she still has lingering fears.

The stick that Chu Tian swung over seemed to be very powerful, and it hit Su Mengran directly on the back of the head. The blood flowed down her long hair and fell on the ground drop by drop, and finally smudged, leaving There was a light shade of bright red.

Su Mengran was still worried about Ji Moyan's safety until the moment before she lost consciousness.

She grasped Ji Moyan's sleeves weakly with both hands, and said softly, "Are you okay?"

Ji Moyan realized later that Su Mengran didn't even have time to answer her words, so she lowered her head and fell into Ji Moyan's arms.

Ji Moyan supported her body, and immediately her palm touched a piece of sticky blood, Ji Moyan opened her mouth, cold tears hit Su Mengran's face without warning, until Chu Tian threw away the wooden stick, turned around and fled, Only then did Ji Moyan come back to her senses, and she panicked and asked the people around her for help.

Fortunately, several people were in the hospital at that time, and a passing doctor saw this and helped carry them into the operating room, otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous.

Ji Moyan stopped, leaning against the wall, her eyes fixed on the five big red characters on it - she was undergoing surgery, and she felt her eyes stinging incessantly.

She lowered her head, clasped her hands together, and murmured alone: ​​"Su Mengran, I believe you, I believe what you said, please, please don't worry, please."

"Yanyan." An abrupt voice came from behind, Ji Moyan wiped the corners of her eyes indiscriminately, straightened up, took three steps at a time, and walked over to support Ji Qinghe.

"Dad, why are you here?" Ji Moyan's voice was hoarse, with a hint of crying.

Ji Qinghe frowned deeply, and asked without answering, "How long have you been in?"

Ji Moyan slightly pursed her lips: "It's been three hours."

Ji Qinghe coughed twice, bent over and sat on the bench in the corridor: "What about Chu Tianren? Have you reported to the police?"

Ji Moyan was dumbfounded, only then did Youer remember that Chu Tian ran away after beating her, and she was restless at the time, and Su Mengran was unconscious, so she didn't care about her at all.

Seeing her like this, Ji Qinghe didn't need to guess to know that she hadn't reported it.

He sighed heavily, and seemed to blame himself: "Oh, I should have sent her to the police station that day. I was careless and underestimated Chu Tian's methods." If the account is checked, the evidence will be handed over to The police, instead of planning to wait until they are discharged from the hospital, how can there be such things as hurting people?

Ji Moyan looked at her father's gray hair, and shook her head slightly: "Dad, this matter has nothing to do with you, it's my fault. I was the one Chu Tian wanted to hit, and she threatened to die with me, yes..." The words said Here, her voice was already slightly choked: "She was injured to save me." Ji Moyan gathered her fingers together and clenched them into fists, lying on Ji Qinghe's lap like a fragile child, bowing her head Low sobbing.

Ji Qinghe stroked her daughter's long hair, and said in relief: "It's okay, Mengran will be fine. When she wakes up, thank her well. She has already done a lot for you, and you have to live up to it." yes."

Ji Moyan bit her lip, suppressed the tears in her eyes, nodded her head obediently, she raised her face, her eyes were serious and determined: "Well, I understand."

At this time, the lights in the operating room went out, and the door was opened from the inside. Ji Moyan stood up, walked to the doctor with a stride, and asked, "Doctor, how is she?"

Dr. Lin pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "The patient has nothing serious. He has had nine stitches in the back of his head and has a slight concussion. He needs to stay in the hospital for observation for a few days."

Ji Moyan relaxed her extremely tense heart, and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine, thank you doctor."

Dr. Lin nodded: "You're welcome, it's what we should do. The patient may have to wait a while before coming out, so let's go through the hospitalization procedures first."

Ji Moyan nodded: "Okay."

*

Ji Qinghe patted his daughter on the shoulder: "Yanyan, you will stay in the hospital these few days and take good care of Mengran. I will handle it from the company."

Ji Moyan looked at her father, her eyes were extremely worried, her lips parted slightly, and said: "But your body..."

Ji Qinghe raised his hand and interrupted her: "I'm fine, just a little anxious. You don't have to think about anything these days, just take care of your wife, and you don't have to worry about other things."

Ji Moyan: "..."

Wife.

This word is really, a bit unfamiliar.

But what my father said is right, he and Su Mengran have already obtained a certificate, and they are in a legal wife-wife relationship, so there is nothing wrong with him calling him that.

Ji Moyan nodded lightly: "Well, then I will take you back first?"

Ji Qinghe: "No, I can walk by myself, you can watch here, and call me if you need anything."

Ji Moyan: "Okay."

After Ji Qinghe left, Ji Moyan took the bag on the chair and went to hospitalize Su Mengran.

When she came back, Su Mengran had already been transferred to the general ward.

Ji Moyan pulled a chair and sat in front of the hospital bed, looking at her pale face, bloodless lips, tightly closed eyes, and that skinny body, her eyes changed several times, and finally turned into a river of water , bottomless.

Perhaps the effect of the anesthesia has not faded, Su Mengran fell asleep peacefully, like a kitten, fragile and well-behaved.

Ji Moyan just stared at it for a while, her mind was like a cutscene in a movie, intermittently playing a series of stories that happened since she met Su Meng.

The hour hand was ticking, and I don't know how long it had passed. Su Mengran moved her fingers slightly, her eyebrows seemed to be frowning, her eyes narrowed a gap, and then slowly opened wide. The first thing that caught her eyes was Ji Moyan's face. A familiar face.

Seeing her sitting in front of him intact, the stone hanging in her heart fell to the ground, Su Mengran couldn't help curling up her mouth.

Ji Moyan was thinking about things, her head was in a mess, just like the garbage piled up in the garbage factory.

For a while, I thought about how to face Su Mengran when she woke up.

How should I thank her?

Would you like some flowers and fruit?

After a while, I started to think again, Chu Tian was hurting someone intentionally, could I go to the court to sue her and convict her?

There is surveillance in the hospital, right? Should she go to the security room now and use that video of Chu Tian hurting people as evidence?

He didn't notice Su Mengran who had woken up at all.

Since the wound was at the back of the head, Su Mengran could only lie on his side, otherwise the wound would be pressed.

After the anesthetic passed, Su Mengran began to faintly feel pain from the back of her head. Su Mengran bit her lower lip, and wanted to raise her hand to touch the wound, but found that her hand could not exert any strength at all.

"Ji..." As soon as he uttered a short word, his throat became dry and hoarse, and he couldn't speak, as if he was extremely dehydrated.

The night gradually replaces the day, the moonlight hangs outside the window, and the neon lights follow in succession, bringing light to the city.

Su Mengran clenched her teeth, trying to raise her hand to reach for the water glass on the table, but before she could stand up, the wound on the back of her head was affected, causing her to groan, "Hiss."

Ji Moyan heard the movement, quickly withdrew her thoughts, got up to help her: "Are you okay, when did you wake up? Why didn't you call me?"

Su Mengran's eyes were filled with tears, hearing Ji Moyan's caring words and worried eyes, for some reason, she felt a little sour.

Ji Moyan didn't wait for an answer, she helped her to lie down, lowered her eyes, and blurted out self-reproach: "I'm sorry, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have been hurt, and you've been hurt."

After Su Mengran heard her words, her heart skipped a beat, and tears rolled down the corners of her eyes: So you cared about me because I blocked a blow for you?

Her heart fell to the bottom all of a sudden, she felt a little wronged for no reason, Su Mengran bit her lip, tears flowed uncontrollably, until finally she choked up.

When Ji Moyan saw this, she panicked all of a sudden, hurriedly took out a tissue from her bag, squatted down, and frantically wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "No, don't cry, what's wrong? Is it a wound?" Does it hurt? Or did I say something wrong?"

Su Mengran didn't say a word, just bit her lip and wept softly, her heart was blocked and uncomfortable.As long as she thinks about her compromising herself because of this incident, she feels extremely wronged.

A steady stream of tears rolled down, Ji Moyan used one tissue after another, she looked like a child in a panic, coaxing while wiping: "Don't cry, do you have a wound? Do you want me to call the doctor?" Come here? Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Can you say something?"

Concern is chaos.

Ji Moyan felt that if she continued to cry like this, she would cry too.

Ji Moyan took two more tissues to wipe her face: "What's the matter? Are you hungry? Or thirsty? Or is the wound hurting? Can you make a sentence?"

Su Mengran gradually stopped crying, her long eyelashes were stained with a little tears, her eyes were wet/soaked/soaked, the corners of the eyes were reddish, like a little white rabbit who was bullied, very cute.

Su Mengran grabbed her hand that was wiping her tears, sobbing, "No...it's all right..."

Ji Moyanzheng was stunned for a moment, her tone was a little helpless, but also a little speechless: "It's okay, then why are you crying?"

"The wound hurts." Su Mengran lowered her eyes and answered in a low voice.

Ji Moyan: "..." Why didn't you say anything when I asked you just now.

"Then I'll call the doctor." Ji Moyan rolled up the tissue, threw it into the trash can, clapped her hands, got up and went out.

Su Mengran didn't stop her, her wound was really painful, but now she wanted to calm down more.

Su Mengran is sure that during the time she was injured, Ji Moyan would agree no matter what request she made.

What she wants is not this kind of love with self-blame and debt, but the purer love between two lovers, the love without any impurities.She also didn't want Ji Moyan to feel guilty and ashamed of herself because of this incident.

Maybe Ji Moyan does have a crush on her, but if she didn't take the initiative to confess, that means she doesn't love her.Or just because of some reasons, can not speak.

In short, taking this blow for her was entirely out of her own instinct, and had nothing to do with Ji Moyan in the slightest. She didn't need her self-blame and guilt!

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little cuties who have always supported me, thank you very much.

A hole dug by oneself can be filled even while kneeling.

[PS: I have a heart that wants to be on the sixth day, but it seems a bit difficult to do it]

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