612: He Jian Is In Critical Situation

He Jian Is In Critical Situation

Mo Roulan looked at herself finally.

Her pant leg was stained with blood because of the wound she got while fighting with the wolf. Her arms had scratches where blood had clotted completely.

Indeed, she needed to apply something to her wounds to stop any kind of infection to spread. But…

"I wish to stay here."

She didn't want to leave He Jian.

He Zhuang however wore a strict expression on his face as he said

"My son won't like it if he came to know about this. Go and get your wounds dressed. You can't do anything here anyways."

As much as the words were a fact, it stabbed Mo Roulan's heart. Indeed, she can't do anything.

"Don't you hate me, Mr. He?"

She asked He Zhuang and then continued

"He is in this condition because of me…you must hate me, right?"

He Zhuang's face still had that cold and calm expression as if the worry he had expressed some time ago was someone's illusion.

"It was my son's choice. He is grown up enough to make his own decision and I know him…he will be safe. He is not that weak."

Mo Roulan lowered her head.

She wanted to say the same. But after witnessing so many tragic losses in her life, she didn't have any belief in anything.

However, she obeyed He Zhuang and went with the nurse to get her wounds dressed.

When she returned around half an hour later, Mo Roulan saw that He Zhuang was talking to the doctor so she hurriedly walked to both of them only to hear the doctor say

"Mr. He…Young Master He is in a very critical situation. Although we have taken out the blood, the blood loss has been great. We have supplied the blood to his body in enough amounts but his body is not giving any response to our treatment. If he didn't wake up within five hours then I am afraid that…"

Mo Roulan looked at the doctor with a parted mouth. Her body almost gave up and she was about to fall down on the ground but a pair of arms suddenly held her firmly.

"Roulan…my daughter…be careful."

Mo Roulan turned to look at Chi Rong who was supporting her.

"Dad…"

Her voice was choked and she looked at Chi Rong in disbelief.

Was he really here?

Although Chi Rong said that he would break all his ties with Mo Roulan if she went with He Jian that day in the hotel, he still had his people in China who informed him if Mo Roulan was in a grave situation.

He came to know of Mo Roulan's kidnapping on that day only when she was kidnapped.

But it took him many hours to reach China from New York. As soon as he came to China, he was informed that Mo Roulan was found but someone was shot when the police found her in the forest.

Chi Rong was shocked to hear this. He was afraid that it was his daughter so he hurriedly came to the hospital.

Now seeing his daughter standing in front of him, his heart was finally relaxed.

Although her face was pale and her eyes were red, she was alive.

"Dad…"

Mo Roulan hugged Chi Rong's waist and sobbed on his chest.

She really needed someone at this moment.

"Dad…Jian is injured. He is not waking up…he got injured while saving me, Dad." 

Chi Rong's eyes were filled with distress when he saw Mo Roulan's tear-stained face.

"It's alright. Everything will be fine."

He patted her head and tried to comfort her.

His eyes went to He Zhuang who was completely silent and looking at the ground. He could understand He Zhuang's shock as well.

"Roulan…crying is of no use. There is still a chance that he will wake up."

Chi Rong said gently and wiped his daughter's face with his handkerchief. He never knew that one day he would feel so distressed seeing tears in someone's eyes.

Although Mo Roulan was not his daughter by blood, he had considered her one the moment he married Lin Qianru.

He loved Lin Qianru so he loved her children as well. They were now his children as well.

Mo Roulan nodded her head when she heard Chi Rong's words. She turned to look at the doctor and asked him

"Can we go and see him?"

  "Yes…but only one person at a time."

The doctor said and left after that.

Mo Roulan looked at He Zhuang but he raised his head and said

"You should go."

Perhaps Jian would wake up if he heard Mo Roulan's voice. He Zhuang hoped so.

Therefore, even though he wanted to see his son, he let Mo Roulan go inside the room.

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When Mo Roulan stepped inside the room, the sound of heavy machines which were connected to He Jian's body greeted her immediately.

Seeing his pale face as she approached the bed, she felt as if many needled were stabbing her heart continuously.

"He Jian…will you wake up for me?"

She held his hand and asked softly.

Except for for these words, Mo Roulan didn't say anything. She sat on the chair that was placed beside the bed, holding his hand. Her eyes will go to the clock hanging in the room from time to time.

She watched as hours went by but He Jian still didn't open his eyes.

When the fifth hour was about to end, Mo Roulan could feel fear gripping her heart.

Her eyes again started to fill with tears.2

"Jian…please wake up."

She whispered in a choked voice as she kissed the back of his hand.

"Jian…why did you save me? It should have been me in your place."

When Mo Roulan didn't get any response, her heart was filled with panic.

"Jian…please don't do this to me. Is it my punishment for not choosing you over my family? It is so difficult. I love my family but I can't tear you out of my heart as well." 

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