When Jiang Mo rushed to the hospital, Xiao Yao was sitting outside the operating room, shaking all over.

He quickly ran to her side, looked at the blood all over her body, and immediately looked at her whole body.

Xiao Yao didn't look up, but she knew he was coming.

"I'm fine, it's not my blood." She said, her voice still trembling.

The next second, she suddenly stood up and looked up at him blankly.

Jiang Mo raised his hand and hugged her into his arms.

Feeling the cold body temperature of her body, Jiang Mo paused for a moment, and then used his arms harder. There was no gap between the two of them hugging each other, as if he wanted to use his own body temperature to warm her.

His embrace was very tight, as if he wanted to strangle her.

But the tight force made Xiao Yao feel as if she was alive. She finally relaxed her whole body and threw herself into Jiang Mo's arms.

Her voice was still trembling as she asked, "Did you know? She just rushed over with a knife. At that moment, I really thought I was going to die."

"It's okay, it's okay." Jiang Mo's calm voice was surprisingly calm.

His emotions infected her.

Xiao Yao was still narrating her story: "But in the end, somehow, the knife pierced her body."

"It's okay." Jiang Mo could only describe this sentence calmly.

Xiao Yao has never cried since the incident happened. At this moment, her eyes are looking a little blankly into the distance.

It seemed like he was telling Jiang Mo, and it seemed like he was trying to comfort himself.

"Did you know? Xiaoqiong is only one year younger than me. Her mother accidentally fell down when she was eight months pregnant. She was born with poor health. When she was five years old, she was diagnosed with congenital heart disease, so we

The whole family is very careful about her. She was very cute when she was young, so I am willing to let her go. As long as it is what she wants, I will try my best to satisfy her..."

Then Xiao Yao started to talk about some things about Xiaoqiong's childhood.

For example, after she comes back from school, I secretly leave half a piece of bread for her.

People's memories are really strange sometimes. When they grow up and have conflicts, all they see is the bad side of the other person, and all the shortcomings are infinitely magnified.

However, it was a matter of life and death.

I began to recall the little moments of beauty in my childhood.

Even a very ordinary thing can be infinitely magnified.

Xiao Yao was rambling, and her logic was confusing. Sometimes she was talking about when Xiaoqiong was ten years old, and sometimes she was talking about when she was five or six years old, but she didn't talk about when she grew up.

Maybe as people grow up, they have more troubles and flaws, and she actually doesn't want to recall them too much.

Jiang Mo didn't say anything, he just quietly held her tightly, giving her comfort and warmth.

He knew that Xiao Yao didn't actually need him to respond at this time. She was actually just immersed in her own world.

Outside the operating room, only Xiao Yao's intermittent voice was quiet until...

"Xiaoqiong, Xiaoqiong..."

A crying voice suddenly broke in, it was Wu Xiangping.

She was almost helped by Xiao Jianquan, but before she could get close, she fell to the ground.

Xiao Jianquan's face was also full of sadness, and he looked older.

"Xiaoqiong, my Xiaoqiong." Wu Xiangping sat on the ground, crying so hard that her heart broke.

There was a lot of commotion here, but in the hospital, I probably saw too many separations, and it only attracted some attention. Most people just did whatever they were supposed to do.

Only your loved ones will feel sad and painful.

Xiao Yao's voice stopped after Wu Xiangping arrived, her body stiffened against Jiang Mo, her eyes moved little by little, and then fell on Wu Xiangping's crying face.

My heart felt like it was being hit repeatedly with fists, causing endless pain.

No one knows Xiao Qiong's position in Wu Xiangping's heart better than her.

I don’t know how long Wu Xiangping cried, but the door of the operating room was finally opened from the inside.

Wu Xiangping's crying suddenly stopped. She was originally unable to stand up. Suddenly she got the strength from nowhere and quickly got up from the ground. She also pushed away Xiao Jianqian who was supporting her. She was almost walking as fast as flying.

Rushed over.

Xiao Yao also looked over.

only……

The person who was pushed out was covered with a layer of white cloth. Xiao Yao suddenly realized something and started to tremble all over.

If Jiang Mo hadn't been holding her, she would have fallen to the ground right now.

What was in her ears was the sound of Wu Xiangping and the doctor tearing apart. It was as if they were coming from a very far away place, but also as if they were right next to her ears.

"The incision was right in the center. This patient had already undergone heart transplant surgery, and his heart function was much weaker than others, so rescue efforts were ineffective."

"Ah..." Wu Xiangping's heartbreaking screams could be heard in her ears: "No, my daughter will not die. The doctor will send people in for rescue quickly. My daughter is still alive. She can still be saved. She can still be saved."

…”

Xiao Yao's head was buzzing and her head hurt. Suddenly, her vision went black and she completely lost consciousness.

…

When she woke up again, she looked at the white ceiling, still a little confused.

"Are you awake?" Jiang Mo's voice sounded in my ears.

She suddenly came back to her senses in a daze, and was a little unresponsive. She looked at where she was and asked confusedly: "What's wrong with me?"

"It's already three o'clock in the afternoon. If you haven't eaten anything for lunch, I'll have someone bring it over." Jiang Mo turned around and talked about other issues.

"I want to drink water." Xiao Yao felt that her throat was very dry.

Jiang Mo responded lightly: "Okay."

He stretched out his hand to help her sit up on the pillow, and handed her a glass of water on the bedside.

The mouth of the cup was placed directly on her lips. Xiao Yao raised her hand and took it herself: "I'll do it myself."

"Gudong Gudong" After drinking two mouthfuls of water, my whole body felt alive.

At this moment, the door was knocked twice from outside.

"Come in." Jiang Mo said coldly.

The person who came in was Jiang Mo's assistant Yang Li. When he saw Xiao Yao waking up, he was standing there with a look on his face that was hesitant to speak.

Jiang Mo frowned dissatisfied: "What's the matter?"

Yang Li glanced at Xiao Yao carefully, and then said: "The police have been waiting outside to take a statement."

"Wow." Xiao Yao lost her grip on the water glass and spilled it.

The water soaked her clean clothes and quilt, but Xiao Yao couldn't react at all.

Her face instantly turned pale because she remembered what had happened.

"How is it?" Jiang Mo couldn't care less about Yang Li and turned around to check Xiao Yao's whole body.

"It's okay." Xiao Yao uttered two words blankly, but her hands began to tremble again.
Chapter completed!