Chapter eight hundred and thirty first no light
I couldn't help but want to cry. When I learned everything, she had already cried in the bathroom. After venting her emotions, she immediately put on makeup, for fear that Qian Xi would notice a trace.
"Xiao Xi, Xiao Xi, calm down. The chairman and Mr. Xiao Zuo are fine. They are both in the ward. Sister Wanwan didn't lie to you. Really, but they need a rest. Even if you pass by now, you can't get in."
Ji Xiaoran explained patiently, trying to let Qian Xiliu rest in the ward.
She knew that Bai Xue and Zuo Chenxi were in a bad condition. Both of them were in the intensive care unit. Qu Wanwan didn't dare to leave for a second, for fear of any accident.
"No, I don't believe you, I must see it with my own eyes."
The woman was like a devilish man, she pulled the quilt open and was about to get out of bed. Her terrible feet stepped into her slippers as if she had no sense of consciousness.
Ji Xiaoran couldn't believe how she stood up. She felt so painful at first glance that she had no consciousness.
I was a little stunned. When Ji Xiaoran reacted, she quickly reached out to support her, "Xiao Xi, hurry up, I'll accompany you."
Step by step, like dancing on the tip of a knife...
Qian Xi's anxiousness made Ji Xiaoran unable to keep up with her steps, and the sorrow and heartache between her eyebrows deepened a little.
Finally arrived at the intensive care unit, the transparent glass window seemed to be a silent painting.
It is extremely dark and decaying without any vitality.
The lights were not turned on in the room, and they could not enter. Qianxi just lay in front of the glass window and watched silently.
Only the light of the machine and the beating of the heart rate meter prove that the two people are still alive.
There are so many instruments, cannons, and wrapped gauze, and the scene of being incomplete and incomplete is outrageous.
Qianxi covered her mouth with her hands, and her nearly dried eyes once again burst into tears.
She slowly squatted down along the edge of the window with her weak force. She sat directly on the corner of the wall and hugged her into a ball. Finally, she stuffed half of her palm into her mouth, showing a deep tooth mark.
"Xiao Xi, they will be fine, don't do this..."
Seeing her abuse of herself so much, Ji Xiaoran really didn't know how to comfort her. Tears were already spinning in her eyes. Why was God so cruel?
Her hand still gently covered Qianxi's back, hugging her and accompanying her was the only thing she could do.
She wanted everything to be fine, but she didn't dare to say such words, because the chance was slim, because Qian Xi hated lies, because she couldn't deceive herself...
After a few steps, the two men saw two extra pairs of feet in front before they could look up.
Bai Yu and Qu Wanwan just came out of the office. Qu Wanwan explained specifically the situation of Bai Xue and Zuo Chenxi. She has done everything she should do. Whether she can survive depends on their willpower and physical fitness.
Everything is unknown, or it can be said to be left to fate.
"Xiaobai, why don't you rest in the ward!"
With a sharp reprimand, the woman raised her eyebrows, her mouth slightly raised, but her eyes were filled with heartache.
Ji Xiaoran quickly helped Qian Xi up and involuntarily breathed a breath of turbid air. The low pressure made her feel that it became difficult for her to breathe. She was helpless and mixed with self-blame, because she did not take good care of Qian Xi.
The swollen eyes that could hardly see the eyeballs, but they still looked at the curved bend.
"Sister Wanwan, are they really okay?"
Although I have seen everything, I still have hopes of luck, and the almost broken light carries the last hope.
"Xiaobai, I will take good care of them. What you need to do now is to take good care of yourself and not distract me, okay?"
Qu Wanwan lowered the volume and made his voice as soft as possible to win Qian Xi's trust.
If she lets go like this, she will consume herself.
Qianxi turned her head to look at the custody room again. The two of them fell asleep quietly, just like Lin Zhitang, and would not wake up again.
The woman lowered her eyelids, bit her lips first, and then turned into a burst of laughter, empty and helpless, as if she had lost everything.
"Okay, I'll go back, go back..."
She muttered to herself and took a step forward. Ji Xiaoran quickly followed, Qu Wanwan gave Ji Xiaoran a look, and she nodded knowingly.
When the two of them left, Bai Yu sat dejectedly on the chair, covering his face with both hands, and everyone was lost.
In one day, the Zuo Su family completely turned into a black and white silent drama.
"Uncle Bai Yu, I will do my best."
The woman's slender arms were placed on the man's shoulders, which was a comfort from a doctor's heart.
Bai Yu nodded silently, and except for praying, his sense of powerlessness was also nowhere to be expressed.
Su Shengfei was out of control and had already begun to be hostile to the Zuo family. Fortunately, Su Xianghai was not in danger of his life, so it might be better when he woke up.
But despite this, it still takes time.
Everything became unbearable, Bai Yu lacked deterrence, and all the chaos turned the Zuo Su family into a wailing scattered sand.
Qianxi returned to the ward without saying a word, climbed onto the bed obediently and covered herself with a quilt.
Those eyes that were difficult to support were always looking at the ceiling and were unwilling to close.
Ji Xiaoran called the nurse and gave her a little more. After some trouble, her feet were covered in blood.
The disinfected alcohol seemed to have lost the pain, without any movement, she remained motionless like a dead person.
Ji Xiaoran felt that she was almost crazy. She couldn't hold on to the tragic repression.
After taking the medicine, a nurse came in, holding a bottle of potion in her hand, walked towards the drip bottle in diameter, and injected it into it with a needle.
Qian Xi suddenly turned her head and looked at Ji Xiaoran, and the woman quickly restrained her emotions.
"What's wrong with Xiao Xi, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
He asked Qian Xi about her physical expression with concern.
"Have Yixia found it?"
The already hoarse throat made a heart-still sound.
She had never asked Su Yixia. Ji Xiaoran thought Bai Xue and Zuo Chenxi had completely taken away her attention. At least they were still alive and there was hope.
But Su Yixia...
Not daring to look at those eyes, Ji Xiaoran stepped forward to spread the quilt for her, with an unnatural smile on the corner of her mouth.
"Brother Jingchu has sent someone to look for him. Don't worry too much. Didn't Sister Wanwan say it? Take good care of yourself first. I will tell you if there is any news. Everything will be fine, right?"
She was comforting Qianxi, and as if she was asking God, could she not be so cold? Isn’t the hardships that Zuo Su family has experienced enough?
Qian Xi smiled, laughing aloofly. Ji Xiaoran did not interpret the meaning of her smile, but it was desolate and miserable, and it contained too much pain and powerlessness.
There was nothing more to say, the woman slowly closed her eyes, and a tear stopped suddenly at the corner of her eyes.
She was forced to fall asleep again, forcibly stopping her brain, like a lonely boat in the vast sea, without any direction.
Qian Xi's appearance shocked Ji Xiaoran, she wouldn't...
"Miss Ji, don't worry, Dr. Qu has told me to let Miss Zuo have a good sleep."
The young nurse explained, and looked at the woman lying on the hospital bed again, and there was a hint of unbearableness in her eyes. It was so pitiful.
After hearing this explanation, Ji Xiaoran's heart fell down. If something happened to Qianxi...
I dare not think, nor do I think.
However, Su Yixia's problem has been raised by Qian Xi, how should she hide it?
How can she make a fiction about a person who clearly knows that he is not in this world?
Although Su Yixia's body was not found, the turbulent river water was covered in wounds. With the cold temperature, how could there be a chance of survival...
It has been broken into pieces, even if it is weaving, it must give her a light of expectation.
Chapter completed!