after the canary left

"How is Meng Shuqiao?" He asked anxiously.

At this moment, Meng Shuqiao's already falling heart rate in the operating room was ticking again in an electric shock...

"The patient's heart rate is recovering! There is still hope, sir!"

What is hope...

The little nurse brought the child over for him to see, the crying little thing blushed and wrinkled, like an ugly monkey, Ji Chengzhuo was a little disgusted and even hated him.

If it weren't for this little thing, there wouldn't be so many things.

In the end, what he hated the most...was himself.

The people around seemed to be relieved when they heard the nurse's words, only Ji Chengzhuo refused to let go of the hanging heart, the lingering pain, handed the child in his hand to the nurse and said: "Okay... okay, son, It doesn't matter, it's all good."

Ji Chengzhuo jumped with joy for a few seconds, as long as Meng Shuqiao didn't leave the operating room, he wouldn't be at ease.

The stitching took another hour. Halfway through, Ji Chengchen lost blood. He almost couldn't stand still. He sat on the sidelines and waited.

Back in time for a moment.

He was also like this a long time ago, waiting outside the operating room with his mother inside, dusting off his past, and there was no more color.He doesn't like to be slaughtered by others, so he has always been sharp and sharp in his actions, and he is cold-blooded and ruthless to everyone, including Meng Shuqiao at the beginning.

There is no regret medicine in the world, he has loved two people in his life, one is the mother who gave birth to him and raised him, and the other is Meng Shuqiao who loves him and keeps him company.

"Do you have any smoke?" Ji Chengzhuo was silent for a while, and only said this sentence.

The few people who followed took out cigarettes from their bodies and lit them for him. Ji Chengchen had quit smoking for a long time. He held the burning cigarette in his mouth, looked at the stars, and finally regretted snuffing it out. He didn't like the smell. "

Men smoke, nothing more than they like to use the pungent nicotine to stimulate the throat and finally submerge the temporary pain.

his heart disease...

Ji Chengzhuo even did the matching himself, but failed.

He had thought of the worst ending. If Meng Shuqiao couldn't make it through, there might still be a glimmer of life after a heart replacement. The only organ in the human body was waiting for chance.

The critical illness notification was issued twice.

Meng Shuqiao suffered a heart attack again while suturing, and received two injections of epinephrine.

Time was passing, Ji Chengchen changed his clothes, put on a sterile suit, and repeatedly confirmed that he would not interfere with the operation, the director made an exception and let him into the operating room.

He did nothing.

Meng Shuqiao was lying on the operating table, the place below the shoulders was the baffle, and the bloody scene was to the point where normal people would be terrified.

Ji Chengzhuo was quietly by his side, even though the person lying here might be at the end of his life, holding his hand would warm his slightly cold fingertips.

In ancient fairy tales, the evil dragon always captures the beautiful princesses, and finally the prince saves their beautiful companions after months of suffering and kills the evil dragon.

But the princess has never been hurt during these months, and the dragon will block all the sharp edges of her in the rainy weather, as if just to be able to stay with her, just for a short while.

Ji Chengzhuo is an evil dragon, and he also hopes that he can grow arms to protect Meng Shuqiao.

When the first child disappeared, he was also sad, but it was not one-tenth of Meng Shuqiao's. He wanted to rely on Meng Shuqiao, and became a harbor where he could hide in his petite body whenever he thought of it.

He wasn't there when his daughter was gone.

This time, he didn't want Meng Shuqiao to face it alone, it was too cold to lie on the operating table by himself.

In any case, he promised Jojo that he would be there.

He no longer lied, and he would never break his promise to Meng Shuqiao.

Thu

After being transferred to the intensive care unit, Meng Shuqiao had [-] stitches in her abdomen and a heart bypass. The two operations were performed together for [-] hours.

When Duan Sihua got off the operating table, her legs were almost unsteady, let alone other people, seeing Ji Chengzhuo holding Meng Shuqiao's hand, she couldn't stop

shake.

"Ten-day observation period, turn the crisis into safety, and take care of yourself."

Ten days, if it is short, it is a snap of the fingers, and if it is long, it is a difficult year.

Two days ago, the family members could not go in to visit, and needed to observe and rest. Ji Chengchen changed his medicine and did not even have a cast on his arm. He asked the doctor to perform the simplest immobilization, and he did not want to waste time on himself.

As long as he is free, he will stand outside the ward door and watch him.

The son was born an Alpha gender holder, so he was given a healthy child with such a weak body.

Although it is a premature baby, its body is very good. When it was in Meng Shuqiao's stomach, it was very strong and always kicked people. Now that it is in the incubator for observation, it is also very loud when it cries, as if the baby is not as expected. Clever.

Ji Chengzhuo took the time to visit twice, hugging the little boy, soft, looks like Meng Shuqiao, with golden soft hair, long eyelashes, long hands and long feet, the nurse said that this child will be in the future He must not be short.

She inherited Jojo's looks, but if she inherited her own temper, such a match might be a bit bad.

The little one had never been hugged by his parents since he was born. When Ji Chengzhuo held him, such a small one was crying in his arms, and he realized that he already had an additional identity, becoming a father.

Other people's children have names, and they are hung next to the incubator. His family doesn't have any. He wants to come and get them when Meng Shuqiao wakes up.

Meng Shuqiao's heart condition is good, and the stent was successful.

He had never had a history of heart disease. He only occasionally felt unwell, and his blood pressure was stable. He should have woken up after the anesthesia wore off, but there was no movement until the next day.

The voices in the ward were quiet, from the sun rising to the west setting.

Ji Chengzhuo just sat on the edge of the bed and watched quietly, doing nothing. Occasionally, when he got interested, he would casually ask him if he wanted to eat an apple, and then peeled it off on his own.

When Meng Shuqiao was in the hospital last time, he praised Xu Shengze for peeling apples very well, and he was able to peel them continuously, but he peeled off one-third of the apples, losing the limelight a little.

Now he can also peel the apples continuously, and they hang down for a long time, and finally go into the trash can.

Meng Shuqiao couldn't open his mouth and was not awake, so Ji Chengchen sat by the bed, ate the apple with red eyes, then peeled another one, and put it on the bedside waiting for him to wake up.

He thought, just wait...wait, one day he will wake up, Qiao Qiao is so kind, how could he let him be sad.

As for Xu Shengze, when he pushed two people down the stairs, he ignited gasoline.

A big fire burned him, neither human nor ghost, Ji Chengzhuo beat him into a sieve, watching him staring at him with unconcerned eyes, but he didn't feel happy and enmity in his heart, he only hated himself why he didn't kill him sooner he.

The box of relics that Xu Shengze got was all real. When he returned to China, he kept a hand and stole the things from the old man's safe, thinking that they would come in handy one day.

Among those inheritances, what Ji Chengzhuo wanted most was his mother's longing. A fire burned to ashes, leaving only a bit of coolness.

But Ji Chengzhuo didn't regret it, even if he was given a thousand or ten thousand chances, he would still choose Meng Shuqiao without hesitation.

It was another night, Ji Chengchen did not sleep, blue stubble appeared on his chin, and his eyes were flushed. When it was time, he rubbed Meng Shuqiao's arms and legs. These days, he always rubbed him with medicinal wine to remove bruises. Qing, most of the injuries on her body have healed.

Gu Qingchu also called and said that he would bring his lover to visit when he was free in a few days.

Ji Chengzhuo would talk to him usually, and would sit by the bed when he couldn't hold on to sleep at night.

"Baby, do you know that our son is very naughty and always cries a lot. The nurse said that it is because he is flustered without your comfort, that's why he cries a lot."

"By the way, Xiaobao's injury is much better now. Don't worry. I decided not to lose weight. After all, he is a small hero for protecting you. It seems that he gained two catties in the pet hospital. Wait for you to wake up. Alright, let's take it home together."

Ji Chengchen looked at the moon outside the window, as if thinking of something, he suddenly laughed, and continued to pinch his calf: "We should re-arrange a baby room at home, so that..."

As he spoke, he laughed dumbfounded and sighed.

Finally, he took out a small silver ring from his bosom, which fit Meng Shuqiao's ring finger. Although it was not a customized one, it was enough to be the only one in the world

I don't know where I heard the rumors, it seems that the soul of the person wearing the ring will not be taken away, because he has a home, he will not get lost, and he will come back in the end.

"Qiao Qiao, when you wake up, we... go wherever you want, and we didn't take you on your honeymoon. I'm sorry."

Ji Chengzhuo's hand strength seemed to be intentional, pinching Meng Shuqiao's calf muscles white, he was dazed for two seconds, and then he came to his senses, and said repeatedly: "I'm sorry, it hurts..."

Meng Shuqiao's calf was red from pinching, but she didn't move, she lay here quietly like a Sleeping Beauty.

How much he wished that this person could grunt and respond a little bit, saying that he hurt him, and it was okay to be angry.

Ji Chengzhuo's tears fell on the back of Meng Shuqiao's hand, and he seemed to see this hand moving slightly in the fog.

He sniffed, and heard the beeping beeps of the heart rate machine began to revive, buzzing in his ears.

"Qiao Qiao...Doctor! Doctor!" He was afraid of having a heart attack, so he wanted to ring the nurse's bell in a panic.

The eyelashes of the little beauty lying on the bed trembled slightly, and the mist exhaled by the oxygen mask was like dew, covering half of his face.

"Qiao Qiao, the doctor will come soon, don't be afraid, I'm here." Ji Chengzhuo held his hand and pressed it to his cheek, and hurriedly shouted to the outside: "Doctor, come quickly!"

Doctors and nurses hurried over from the other end of the corridor.

The moment he rushed in, no one approached the hospital bed.

Meng Shuqiao slowly opened his eyes, staring at Ji Chengzhuo with dazed deer-like eyes, he frowned, raised his fingertips trying to wipe away his tears, and said with difficulty: "No...cry... ..."

The first time he woke up, he saw the tired Ji Chengchen watching over him with red eyes beside the bed.

He doesn't want him to cry.

Meng Shuqiao wants his brother Cheng Zhuo to be happy forever.

The author has something to say

Ji Gou and Qiao Qiao are hard-fated people, woo woo woo

As an old mother, I can't bear to abuse it anymore.

The gentle Jojo needs someone to love, and the poor Jigou needs a home~

The next step should be sweet, and I can finally sprinkle sugar unscrupulously hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh