Chapter 745 (1/2)

After Xie Yinglun had gone for a long time, jijosh didn't wake up.

She didn't wake up until the wind slammed the door and there was a loud bang.

She reached out and touched her face with cold tears, and then she stood up.

On the concrete floor, cigarette butts were scattered everywhere. She had no idea how long she had been here or how many cigarettes she had smoked.

It's dark outside.

She opened the door, a damp rain came, and she shivered.

She went downstairs to the ward.

There was a light changed in the corridor. It flashed in the night. I happened to see one or two nurses in white coats flash by.

The original chaotic consciousness of Geoffrey suddenly woke up.

Xie Yinglun said that silence will not give up, he will come again to kill Ji Qiaoyan.

Thinking of this, she quickened her pace, hurried to the ward, reached out and pushed the door open.

The room was pitch black.

”Qiao Yan...”

She turned on the light and hurried to the side of the bed.

Ji Qiao Yan'an is lying on the hospital bed. She reaches for his breath.

Seeing that he was breathing steadily, she took a long breath.

A heart is back to its own heart.

”Thank goodness!”

She sighed. After putting down her bag, she went to the door of the room, locked the door upside down, and dragged a chair to the back of the door, which relieved her.

”Qiao Yan, are you hungry?”

Since Ji Qiaoyan was able to eat, his mother made porridge every day.

Jiqiao Xi worried that he would not be full just by eating porridge. When he was not injured before, he was like a wolf and ate a lot.

Now a small bowl of porridge to drink, looking at a lot of thin.

Ji Qiaoyan still did not answer her as usual.

He just looked at her in silence.

Jijo pulled a chair and sat down beside the bed, guarding him.

After a long time, she got up again, went into the bathroom, wet the water with a towel and came out.

Try to wipe his cheek.

After a few days of treatment, the swelling of the face disappeared.

It doesn't look any different from normal times.

However, he still refused to open his eyes.

When she wiped his face, he turned it to the other side.

”Qiao Yan, I'm sorry...”

She was silent for a moment, and wiped his hands again.

He drew his hand back.

She was stunned.

”Well, I know you are angry with me. You're right to hate me. However, it doesn't matter, you are angry with me or ignore me. It won't stop me from taking care of you. ”

She still stubbornly pulled out his hand and carefully wiped it for him.

”Qiao Yan, does your arm hurt? Do you want me to massage it for you?”

She asked him tentatively.

Ji Qiaoyan, who had been silent, suddenly made a sound.

”You go, I don't need your care!”

His voice was hoarse, but it was full of strength.

”Qiao Yan, I'm sorry, it's all my fault... I didn't know he would do this to you.”