Chapter 199 - Death and Conspiracy (3) (2/2)
Lu Jia’er was dying to know about Jason’s status. “What did the doctor say?”
Jin Xiangdong’s tone suggested that his mind was weighed down. “Due to the impact of the blast, Jason’s head and internal organs suffered severe trauma. The surgery was successful but he is still in critical condition. Even when he pulls through this critical period, whether he can regain his consciousness is dependent on his willpower.”
Those words made Lu Jia’er anxious as well. Her face became clouded. “It is all because of me! If I had not asked Jason to follow up with Su Han’s case, he would not be lying in the ICU now.”
Jin Xiangdong held Lu Jia’er’s hand. “Neither of us wanted to see this happen. Even if you didn’t tell him to do that, Jason would not have looked on indifferently. We will have to tackle many difficulties from now on. Stay strong!”
Lu Jia’er stared at Jin Xiangdong. He was comforting her but he must be feeling just as much pain as anyone else with Jason in this state. Yet, he was right. Coming back to China did not mean that they were going to be safe. On the contrary, it was likely that they had to face even more complicated situations.
“Yes!” Lu Jia’er nodded.Read the next chapter on our novelhall.com
Soon, the night fell. The city became all the more alluring, dressed with multicolored street lamps.
It had been eight hours since they had arrived back in China. Lu Jia’er’s nerves had been on the edge. At the same time, it was as if nothing had happened. This sense of quietness was all the more dreadful because before a storm hit, it was always eerily quiet.
She did not go back to her apartment. She was still living in Jin Xiangdong’s place.
Currently, she was alone at the house. Jin Xiangdong had not come back yet. She knew that he was with Professor Li at the hospital.
The thought of Jason’s situation filled Lu Jia’er heart with guilt. Such misfortune had fallen on Jason. If she continued to stay with Jin Xiangdong, what kind of disaster would she bring him?
Sitting on the sofa, Lu Jia’er found it too appalling to follow that train of thought. Right at that moment, the ring from her cell phone interrupted her thoughts.