Chapter 595 (1/2)

In the top intensive care unit, the best private hospital in the city.

Jiang mianmianmian was wearing a hospital uniform and lying in a white bed. He was still in a coma. The heart monitor on his finger occasionally made a regular sound.

Fu Jinhan sat by the bed, his eyes blinking and staring at the girl on the bed, his face cold and serious.

His lips were tightly pursed, and his whole body was surrounded by a cold breath of strangers. Under his eyes were two pieces of dark blue. He hadn't closed his eyes for days and nights.

The door of the ward was pushed open, and Zhang Ma and Qin Cang came in. Looking at Fu Jin Han's appearance, a deep heartache flashed on their faces.

”Third Master, Miss Jiang's friend is here.” Qin cangfang spoke softly.

”Third Master, we are here to watch. Go and have a rest.” Zhang Ma's face was full of distressed advice.

Behind him, Fang Jingyi and Fang Luoze look at Jiang mianmianmian in a coma.

As soon as he saw Jiang mianmianmian's pale face, little white rabbit immediately turned red. Even Fang Luoze turned his head and wiped his eyes without any trace.

”No, she'll wake up soon.” Fu chin Han shook his head and opened his mouth. His voice was like sand rubbing against each other. It sounded very hoarse.

Qin Cang couldn't persuade him, so he handed Fu Jin Han a document and said.

”Third Master, it has been found out that the place where Miss Jiang's parents had a car accident was not far from the villa where you recuperated.”

”And when Ning Sisi was arrested, she admitted that she had never seen you or golden dog when she was a child, so the little girl was not Ning Sisi, but Miss Jiang.”

Fu Jin Han took over the document, and when he heard Qin Cang's words, he tightened his fingers holding the document.

He suddenly turned around, looking at the thin and petite figure on the bed, deeply bent down and tightly held her in his arms.

He remembered that when he went to Jiang's for the first time, he saw her standing in front of the guests and looking carefully at him.

Just like ten years ago, she looked up and asked softly, ”brother, is this your dog? It's so big and handsome. ”

Two figures, one large and one small, are overlapped, and finally the same person is synthesized.

From that day on, he seemed to be possessed, crazy to keep her, even if she resisted and ran away, even if she hated him.

”It's you.”

Fu Jin Han took a deep breath, with a hoarse nasal voice and a light relief: ”fortunately, it's you.”

”Well.”