"What does shaking your head mean? What does shaking your head mean? Where is my dad? Where is my dad?" Jiang Xiaorou's tears fell immediately.
What she wanted now was not for the doctor to shake his head, but to tell him that his father had saved him, even if he was temporarily unconscious. Why was he shaking his head?
"Ms. Jiang, I'm sorry, please accept my condolences." The doctor said this with great sadness.
This sentence is more cruel than directly telling Jiang Xiaorou that her father has passed away. But now, the doctor asked her to mourn. Doesn’t this mean to tell Jiang Xiaorou that her father cannot be saved?
No, this isn't true. Daddy's fine. He just went out to see a lawyer to make a will this morning. How could he not come back? Jiang Xiaorou didn't believe it. She shook her head, her legs softened, and she fell backwards.
At this time.
Two men appeared at the same time, each stretching out a hand to catch Jiang Xiaorou. Jing Muchen and Shen Yancheng both rushed over. They were also worried about Xiaorou. Seeing her in such pain, no one would feel good.
But when they both caught Xiaorou, they looked at each other with hostility, neither willing to give in. Jiang Xiaorou didn't notice the two people behind her, and rushed into the operating room the next second.
She saw her father lying in the cold operating room, covered with a white cloth. Jiang Xiaorou collapsed the first moment. She walked over and lifted the white cloth little by little. She saw her father lying there without breathing, without heart, unable to speak, and even unable to smile.
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Why is it like this? Why?
Jiang Xiaorou cried very sadly.
"If you go in at this time, it will only make her feel worse. Let her go!" Jing Muchen grabbed Shen Yancheng's hand, not wanting him to go in with her.
At this time, any words of comfort are unnecessary. Jing Muchen understands Xiaorou. She needs to vent all her sadness now.
"So this is your attitude towards Xiaorou. It seems that you don't like her very much." Shen Yancheng directly shook off Jing Muchen's hand. He walked in and stood beside Jiang Xiaorou.
When he reached out his hand to Xiaorou's back, wanting to hug her and give her some strength, he finally stopped in the air, as if Jing Muchen was right. Xiaorou would not listen to anything at this time and might even ask him to get out.
Shen Yancheng finally took his hand back and stood behind Xiaorou silently to accompany her.
The bed next to it.
The doctor told Jiang Yufei that her mother was not dead, but had fallen into a deep coma. If she could wake up within 72 hours, it would be fine, but if not, she might become a vegetable or even die. Now she could only hope for a miracle.
Jiang Yufei's mother was sent to the intensive care unit, and Jiang Yufei and Li Xiu followed her. Jiang Xiaorou heard the doctor's conversation with Jiang Yufei from afar, and she sneered inwardly. Why wasn't the person who died Jiang Yufei's mother? Why did it have to be her father? Wouldn't it be better if they switched places?
Jiang Xiaorou stood in the operating room for two hours, but her father had already passed away, so she couldn't stay there any longer. The doctors and nurses came to discuss with Jiang Xiaorou, but she rejected them all and even drove them out.
She was so sad that she couldn't hear anything. She slowly squatted down, hugged herself and cried bitterly.
Jing Muchen looked at Xiaorou with heartache, he walked over and squatted in front of her.
"Xiao Rou, I know you feel very uncomfortable now, but you are not a child anymore. Since the person has left, you should not disturb him anymore. Let go! Let yourself and everyone else relax a little, okay?" Jing Muchen's hand gently fell on Jiang Xiaorou's shoulder, and his voice was extremely gentle.
Jiang Xiaorou looked up and looked at her master with tears in her eyes.
"Then what should I do now? Dad left just like that, and I couldn't even see him for the last time. Do you think Dad had a lot to say to me in the last moments? But I wasn't by his side at the time. I wasn't there, I wasn't there..." Jiang Xiaorou started crying again.
"I know, I understand." Jing Muchen stretched out his hand, wanting to lend Xiaorou a shoulder. She felt so uncomfortable squatting here crying.
At this time.
Shen Yancheng stretched out his hand and pulled Jiang Xiaorou into his arms. Jing Muchen was disappointed. He was very angry and wanted to fight back, but when he saw Xiaorou staying very peacefully in Shen Yancheng's arms, he withdrew his hand.
"Don't be afraid, we are all here." Shen Yancheng hugged Jiang Xiaorou distressedly. He was not very caring about people, nor did he say nice words, but he would always be with her.
Jiang Xiaorou lay in Shen Yancheng's arms and sobbed.
"Dad is gone. I don't have a dad anymore. I don't have a dad anymore." Jiang Xiaorou cried really sadly and missed the days with her dad very much.
Especially recently, Dad stopped working and he helps Xiaorou cook delicious meals and research recipes at home every day. Although she is pressured to get married by her dad every day, now she thinks that as long as Dad can survive, Xiaorou is willing to be forced to go on blind dates every day. She just wants Dad to survive.
"You still have me." Shen Yancheng hugged Jiang Xiaorou.
It was a very heartwarming sentence, which would have moved many little girls under normal circumstances. However, Jiang Xiaorou couldn't think of any of this at the moment. She only knew that no matter how good anyone was to her, he was not her father, and Chen Yancheng was certainly not her father.
Jing Muchen slowly stood up. Seeing that Xiaorou was doing well in Shen Yancheng's arms, he left the hospital and sent some people to keep an eye on her so that Xiaorou would always have someone by her side if she needed anything.
He will also find someone to take care of Xiaorou's father's funeral arrangements, so Xiaorou doesn't have to worry about anything at all.
Until late at night.
Jiang Xiaorou finally came to her senses. She finally agreed to let someone take her father away and find the best cemetery for burial. Chen Yancheng drove Jiang Xiaorou home himself. It was three o'clock in the morning, very late, and Jiang Xiaorou cried like a giant panda.
The car was parked outside the villa.
Jiang Xiaorou fell asleep in the car. She had been sad all night. From the morning when she learned that her father had an accident until now, she had not eaten anything or drunk a sip of water. She was extremely depressed. Now that she finally fell asleep, Shen Yancheng really didn't want to wake her up.
He got off the car first.
He opened the car door and carried Jiang Xiaorou out of the car. This time he didn't carry her in a sack, but carried her like a princess. The sleeping Jiang Xiaorou was very well-behaved. Shen Yancheng carried her and she didn't resist at all. Instead, she leaned in his arms with peace of mind.
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