C376 I like Him
"Doctor, please save him no matter what, make sure he wakes up." Jiang Xiaorou grabbed the doctor's hand.
"We will try our best."
The door of the operating theater closed again and Jiang Xiaorou sat down weakly. Only then did she remember that she was still on the phone with her master. She held the phone by her ear.
"Master."
Jing Muchen heard it all. He heard it more clearly than ever. Xiao Rou had just admitted that she was Shen Yancheng's wife. Their relationship had been confirmed. The last bit of hope in Jing Muchen's heart was gone.
That was good too. If he didn't have any dreams, he would have no desires. It was good enough.
"Don't be afraid. He will definitely wake up. Master has already sent a private jet over that night. It should be still not too late after finding a few experts." Jing Muchen said.
"Thank you, master. Thank you." Jiang Xiaorou cried again.
No matter when Xiao Rou was, she would never be alone. There were still many people by her side who cared about her.
"Take care of yourself. Don't be too sad. Oh right, duo Duo has already arrived at the f * cking headquarters of the company. She's temporarily staying at my house to receive treatment. I'll take good care of Duo Duo for you. " Jing Muchen said.
"Thank you, master." Jiang Xiaorou thanked him again.
She had said too much thank you to her master today. It was really nice to see an outsider! It was as if Jing Muchen had suddenly become a stranger in Xiao Rou's heart. Only when someone unfamiliar helped her would she continuously say thank you.
"That's all for now. I'll go accompany Duo Duo. Take good care of Shen Yancheng. If there's anything, find Master." Jing Muchen said.
"Okay." Jiang Xiaorou nodded.
She hung up the phone and sat alone in the empty corridor, guarding the operating theater. She did not know when the door would open, nor did she know what was waiting for her next.
The surgery took a long time. It went from night to morning the next day.
Mrs. Shen rushed over. She had been playing mahjong all night.
"What's wrong, xiao Rou? Why are you sitting here? Earlier, I couldn't find you in the ward. Look at what I brought you guys." Mrs. Shen did not know what happened.
When something happened to Shen Yancheng last night, Jiang Xiaorou immediately called Mrs. Shen, but she turned off the phone and did not receive the call at all.
"What's wrong?" Mrs. Shen noticed that Jiang Xiaorou's expression was not right and put down everything and sat beside her.
This was the operating theater, and she did not see Yancheng in the ward. Could it be that he was here?
"What happened to Yancheng?" Mrs. Shen asked again.
Jiang Xiaorou's head powerlessly leaned against the wall. She had cried for too long last night and her eyes had been swollen a long time ago. Now, it seemed that she could not cry, but her mood was very low.
"She's in the middle of resuscitation." Jiang Xiaorou lightly said.
"Rescue? Wasn't she not seriously injured yesterday? Why is he being resuscitated today? " Mrs. Shen felt a little dizzy.
Jiang Xiaorou turned her head and looked indifferently at Mrs. Shen.
"Auntie, you have been playing mahjong all night and did not answer the phone. Of course, you do not know what happened. Shen Yancheng was almost killed by someone. The doctor even wrote down the notice of critical illness. I could not find your people anywhere. I signed it." Jiang Xiaorou said lightly.
Clang.
Mrs. Shen's heart fell from the clouds to the bottom of the valley. She really did not know that such a thing would happen. There were actually bad people in the hospital who wanted to harm Yancheng.
Mrs. Shen suddenly stopped talking. She originally wanted to matchmake Little Rou and Yancheng, to give them a chance to be alone. Why did such a thing happen now?
The door of the operating theater opened.0
The doctor walked out of the operating theater and Shen Yancheng was pushed into the ICU.
"Doctor, how is he? Is he saved?" Jiang Xiaorou asked immediately. Her actions were even better than Mrs. Shen's.
Mrs. Shen could tell that Xiao Rou liked Yancheng and Yancheng liked her too. Mrs. Shen was relieved.
"I have temporarily escaped the danger of my life." The doctor said.
"Thank you, thank you, doctor, thank you." Jiang Xiaorou was so excited that she did not know whether to laugh or cry.
She and Mrs. Shen went to the ward together. Today, no one left and everyone stayed to accompany Shen Yancheng. He was lying on the bed very quietly. He did not move at all and continued to treat the unconscious state. No one knew when he would wake up. It might be today, or tomorrow.
"Xiao Rou, you've been enduring all night. Go and rest for a while! I will keep an eye on him. " Mrs. Shen said.
Jiang Xiaorou shook her head.
"Auntie should go and rest. You must be tired from playing mahjong all night." Jiang Xiaorou's words sounded like she was blaming Mrs. Shen.
Luckily Mrs. Shen would not argue with her.
"You are blaming Auntie?"
Jiang Xiaorou sneered, "I do not dare. I just feel that as Shen Yancheng's mother, auntie saw that his life and death are unknown. You do not seem to be in a hurry." Jiang Xiaorou had long turned her attention to Mrs. Shen's phone screen. Her mahjong buddies were asking her out to play mahjong again.
Mrs. Shen kept her phone very calmly. She originally did not intend to go again! It was just that there were a few mahjong friends and everyone just liked to ask her out.
"How could I not be anxious?" Mrs. Shen held Jiang Xiaorou's hand, "But I always believed that Yancheng was not a short-lived person. He could live up to 100 years old. Since young, I have seen him suffer many injuries, but no matter how serious the injuries are, he will be fine in the end. "
It turned out that Mrs. Shen had seen too many of them. So she got used to it?
Hehe. Jiang Xiaorou had never seen it before, so she could not get used to it, much less get used to it.
"Xiao Rou, I know you are very worried about Yancheng. Auntie can also tell that you like him. Am I right?" Mrs. Shen was so direct?
Do you like it? Jiang Xiaorou liked Shen Yancheng? Do you like him? Who could tell? How can you prove it?
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