bayedsolid Chapter 411 Wife, it's okay, our child is fine
Chapter 411 Wife, it's okay, our child is fine
Xia Jinghao walked out of the VIP ward. He stood at the door of the ward and glanced at the door frame. Nan Zeyu raised his leg and kicked Xia Rounuan hard. His charming face was covered with haze. His fox eyes darkened, and he pursed his petal lips. With his right hand, he took out a lighter and a cigarette case from his trouser pocket. He lowered his dark eyes, turned around, took out a lighter in one hand and a cigarette in the other.
He lit up the ice-blue cigarette in a devilish manner, holding the cigarette butt between his right index fingers. Xia Jinghao stood in front of the ward door and glanced around sharply. This was the VIP ward area, and there were very few doctors and nurses passing by. In addition, this was a top VIP ward, so Xia Jinghao did not see many doctors passing by.
He exhaled heavily, and the smoke filled his beautiful face. Xia Jinghao's charming fox eyes were dim and heavy. He smoked a cigarette and listened to the sounds in the ward. Xia Rounuan was crying. He didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. He just felt that his sister had done it herself, so she should take responsibility for it.
Xia Jinghao took several puffs of his cigarette, and the cigarette butt burned his fingers. He frowned slightly, his face darkened, and his fox eyes were heavy and cold. He had another question, Shen Jiayi, did Shen Jiayi know that Song Yuyan was hit by her sister this time.
His handsome eyebrows were tightly knitted, and his fox eyes were sad. After knowing this, would she break up with him? Would she abandon him? Xia Jinghao felt inexplicably irritated. He took another puff of cigarette, slowly exhaled the smoke, and raised his head slightly.
Inside the ward, Nan Zeyu held his right wrist, and looked at Xia Rounuan with his dark eyes. The hostility in his eyes was cruel, cold, and stern, like a sharp dagger, piercing straight into her eyes.
Her shoulders were shaking, she was crying softly and lowering her head. Nan Zeyu lifted her charming face, which was covered with slap marks. She refused to raise her eyes. He moved his thin lips and said in a cold voice: Raise your eyes, I didn't ask you to close your eyes, you absolutely can't allow it.
Xia Rounuan slowly raised her eyes, her fox eyes were full of red and swollen tears, her eye sockets were moist and her eyes were red and swollen. She cried and trembled, and said with wide eyes: Zeyu, Brother Zeyu, you can hit me however you want, I agree.
Nan Zeyu's face darkened and he pinched her chin. His cold black eyes looked straight at her red and swollen eyes. His handsome face was full of hostility. He said coldly: I am not your brother Zeyu. Try teaching you again, you know.
Xia Rounuan endured the pain in her jaw and bit her lips tightly. Nan Zeyu looked at her with a distorted face. He said coldly, "Since we were classmates in elementary school, how do you think I should deal with you?" Miss Xia.
The word "Miss Xia" sounded extremely unfamiliar to Xia Rounuan. She felt heartbroken and bleeding in her heart. She met Nan Zeyu's fierce eyes, which were full of cruelty and grief. She choked and cried: You can do whatever you want, Nan Zeyu, anything is fine.
This was her own fault, and she accepted it. Because of this man, Nan Zeyu, she could endure any pain. As long as she saw him, from the first time they met at school, when she saw Nan Zeyu, she felt that she had fallen in love with this brother, and she even thought about marrying him in the future.
Seeing that she was in a trance, Nan Zeyu let go of her jaw and turned his back. Xia Rounuan looked at his tall and broad back. She wanted to go up and hug his waist from behind, but she didn't dare. Now her relationship with Nan Zeyu was completely severed. It was all done in a fit of anger.
The man was silent. Nan Zeyu took a deep breath, moved his thin lips, and said in a cold voice: Get out, Xia Rounuan. If you do that again, I will kill you. Xia Rounuan stared in disbelief, her pink lips half open.
The corners of her mouth curled up into a sad smile, and after a moment of silence, Xia Rounuan said tremblingly: "Okay, I'll go away, but, Brother Zeyu, I really love you and it has never changed." Nan Zeyu frowned, and his deep, cold black eyes sank.
Xia Rounuan took one last look at Nan Zeyu, turned around with heartache, her whole body in pain, and walked towards the door of the ward. She opened the door and turned around. Nan Zeyu was still standing with his back to her. He never looked at her for the last time, and she walked out.
Xia Rounuan walked out of the ward door and saw her brother. She was in pain on her face, arms, stomach, and whole body. She walked over slowly. Xia Jinghao turned around, holding a cigarette between his petal-shaped lips. He raised his cold fox eyes and looked at Xia Rounuan with indifferent eyes. He said in a low voice: You asked for this, Nuannuan, I told you, get out of here.
Xia Rounuan was reluctantly pulled by her brother's hand and left the door of the VIP ward. She turned her head and looked at the VIP ward. Nan Zeyu, Brother Zeyu, I will always wait for you, always. She turned her head, closed her eyes, and let the tears slide down her face. She was heartbroken and bleeding. Since Nan Zeyu really wanted to kill her, since...
In the ward, Nan Zeyu walked to the bedside and sat on it. Song Yuyan hadn't woken up yet. Her dark eyes looked at Song Yu's pale face. Her eyes were still sweet. Nan Zeyu put his face close to her. She didn't even frown. His eyes darkened and said, "Please wake up soon."
He lay on top of her, touching the quilt she was covered with with his hands, feeling her warmth. Nan Zeyu's eyes slowly became moist. Once upon a time, he thought that he would never love someone so much in his life. It was not until Song Yuyan came into his world that he knew what love was.
He turned his head, his handsome face facing Song Yuyan, and looked at Song Yuyan with his deep black eyes. She closed her eyes quietly, her lips were white, and her butterfly-winged eyelashes were long and densely covering her eyelids. Nan Zeyu lowered his thin lips slightly and kissed her lips lightly, and the taste was still very sweet.
Soon, it was evening, and the doctor came to check on the patient. Nan Zeyu stood up and looked at the doctor. The doctor glanced at the drip hanging on Song Yuyan's body. He glanced at the doctor, his dark eyes were deep and cold, and he said coldly: "Doctor, when will my wife wake up?"
The doctor who was making rounds suddenly trembled slightly. She turned her head with a nervous expression. She bent over and nodded, saying: "To reply to President Nan, my wife will not wake up until the day after tomorrow because her forehead is broken and it needs a more serious suture. Doctor Shen will do the surgery for her."
Nan Zeyu frowned tightly. "Shen Jiayi?" He nodded. The doctor bowed respectfully and turned to leave the ward. There were still two tubes inserted into the tip of Song Yuyan's nose, as well as a ventilator and testing equipment, making subtle sounds.
Nan Zeyu sat on the sofa. He raised his wrist to check the time. It was almost noon and Song Yuyan hadn't woken up yet. But he wanted to give her something to eat, but he couldn't. His handsome face was gloomy and he sniffed his coat. It seemed that he hadn't taken a shower last night. He stood up from the sofa and walked towards the bathroom in the ward with his long legs.
After the man finished taking a shower, he opened the bathroom door. He walked to the bedside and sat back on the sofa with his legs crossed. Nan Zeyu looked towards the bed with his deep dark eyes and said, "Wife, you must be fine. I can give you everything, but you must be fine, you must."
His eyes became moist again, and there was a little mist in his eyes. Nan Zeyu took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. He dialed Bai Xun's number. He pursed his thin lips and said softly: Bai Xun, I'm in Ankang Hospital. I won't go to the company for now. You will take care of the company these days. My wife was hit by a car and her forehead was hit. She hasn't woken up yet. I will go to the company after she is discharged from the hospital.
Bai Xun on the other end of the phone was startled. He stood up and walked to the tea room. He looked around and frowned in confusion: How could it be? How could the young lady be hit by a car? President Nan, okay, I get it. I'll take care of the company. Don't worry, take good care of the lady.
Nan Zeyu's handsome face was gloomy, and his deep, cold black eyes emitted a cold light. He said lightly: Xia Rounuan did it, at the gate of the old house, I asked the housekeeper to check the surveillance and saw it. Bai Xun was shocked and dumbfounded, what? Xia Rounuan drove to the gate of the Nan family's old house and deliberately bumped into the president's wife?
Nan Zeyu hung up the phone quickly, threw his phone on the sofa, and closed his eyes tiredly. He didn't sleep much the whole night. At this moment, his eyelids were heavy and he wanted to sleep. His eyelids slowly closed, his head fell on the sofa, and slowly fell asleep.
When he woke up again, Nan Zeyu found that Ye Mingxuan, Mr. Nan and Mrs. Nan had all come to the ward. His dark eyes slowly opened. Ye Mingxuan turned to look at her son on the sofa. She smiled warmly and said: When your grandparents and I came into the ward, we saw you asleep on the sofa, Xiaoyu.
Nan Zeyu's dark eyes deepened. He stood up and walked to the bedside. Ye Mingxuan was sitting on a chair in front of the bed. He glanced at his son. Nan Zeyu turned his head to look at Ye Mingxuan. His eyes were cold and he said weakly: The doctor said that Yanyan will wake up the day after tomorrow. Mom, will Yanyan really be okay?
Ye Mingxuan frowned, she turned to look at Nan Zeyu, looking at her son's dark profile, her beautiful eyes flashed, moved her lips and said: It's okay, it's okay, Yanyan has lost too much blood, it's not a bad thing to let her sleep more, and during her pregnancy, Song Yuyan slept even more.
Nan Zeyu's handsome face was calm, his dark eyes moved, he turned his eyes to Song Yuyan's face and said, "I don't know if you are hungry or if you want to eat. I want to feed you." Nan Zeyu looked at her eyebrows with gentle and affectionate eyes, and he gently raised his hand to touch them.
Ye Mingxuan, Mr. Nan and Mrs. Nan stayed in the ward until it was almost dark. Nan Zeyu turned on the light in the ward. He walked to the bed, leaned down slightly, and looked at her deeply with his deep black eyes. She was sleeping soundly. He straightened up, and the dark light in his deep black eyes disappeared.
On the third day, Nan Zeyu had the preserved egg and beef porridge in the ward for breakfast. He frowned and held the bowl in his hand. He placed it on the bedside table and stroked her face with his big hand. Her face was warm and she didn't have a fever. Why didn't she wake up yet? Heimu was startled. It was only the second day...
There was a daze in his eyes, and Nan Zeyu sighed helplessly. The door of the ward opened, and he sat on the sofa and looked up. The door of the ward opened, and Shen Jiayi walked over. Nan Zeyu stood up and walked over.
Shen Jiayi was wearing a white coat. She stood in front of the bed and bent over. She glanced at the testing equipment and raised her hand to adjust it. Nan Zeyu stood aside and looked at Shen Jiayi. He said in a low voice: "Ms. Shen, Yanyan will wake up tomorrow, right?"
Shen Jiayi turned to look at Nan Zeyu, her black gemstone eyes were gentle and warm. Nan Zeyu looked at Shen Jiayi with dark eyes. She smiled and said, "Yes, President Nan, don't you believe me? I was the one who performed Yanyan's surgery?"
Nan Zeyu's black eyes moved away and fell on Song Yuyan who was lying on the hospital bed. He looked at her and was silent for a moment. He raised his eyes, glanced at Shen Jiayi, smiled faintly and said: How could it be, Miss Shen, you are her best friend, how could I not believe you, but I am worried about her.
His brows tightened, his black eyes were stern, and he continued: "She hasn't eaten for two days, I'm worried that she's hungry. She's pregnant now, and she can't be hungry." Shen Jiayi's face was indifferent, and a trace of rigor flashed in her black gemstone eyes. She walked over and stood in front of Nan Zeyu.
The two looked at each other, and Shen Jiayi said coldly: "President Nan, tell me, who hit Yanyan, um..." Her voice was as cold as ice, and her tone was full of coercion. Nan Zeyu didn't dare to say anything. He looked at Shen Jiayi's icy eyes with his black eyes, and he moved his thin lips and said: "Go ask Brother Jinghao."
Shen Jiayi frowned tightly and asked Xia Jinghao, what do you mean? After a moment, Shen Jiayi's pupils contracted and widened. Her face changed. Her eyes were heavy and she slowly uttered the words: Xia Rounuan? President Nan, it's her, right?
Nan Zeyu pursed his lips and said nothing. He turned around and looked deeply at the girl on the bed with his eyes as black as obsidian. Shen Jiayi's face was terribly gloomy. She turned around and walked out of the ward quickly in her 20-centimeter high heels.
Nan Zeyu didn't know that this time, Xia Jinghao and Shen Jiayi, one is his girlfriend and the other is his biological sister, he would help the other side, but no matter what, Nan Zeyu felt that Shen Jiayi would not let Xia Rounuan go this time. He was actually very angry when he thought that Qiu Yi let Xia Rounuan go just like that, but she is Xia Jinghao's biological sister, he can't really put a knife on her neck.
In the evening, Nan Zeyu had some dinner, a bowl of oatmeal rice, tuna and vegetable rolls, boiled beef slices, and a bowl of blue crab soup, but he didn't eat much and didn't have much appetite. He walked out of the restaurant in the ward, went to the bedside, and squatted down.