Chapter 169

"Good one can't say!" Zhao Changyuan stretched his chin and took a breath, deeply feeling that his alveoli were about to explode

"General, Yin Liang promised his wife that he would keep his mouth shut today. I can't say anything without her permission." The young man was very calm, but it sounded very harsh to Zhao Changyuan. His wife has secrets with others, but she can't tell herself!

"Are you forcing me to break your mouth?" In the quiet room, I heard the "cluck" sound of his fist ready to go.

Yin Liang had heard that Zhao Changyuan was a very possessive husband, but seeing is better than hearing. Rao was prepared, and he was shocked by the strong jealousy. Thinking in my heart, I'm likely to have a good beating tonight“ General, please don't embarrass me. "

As soon as the voice fell, the fist like a sandbag with a whistling sound hit him directly on the face door

"Xianggong! What are you doing? " Jiao Didi's scream came from outside the door at the right time and forcibly stopped Zhao Changyuan's fist in mid air.

Yin Liang and Gong Yueyue breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. If this punch really came, he would probably not be able to escape, and most of them would have to hang up the color for a while.

"Tell me. If you can't say it, let him say it. " Zhao Changyuan stared with big blood red eyes, but his words had taken a little tone of discussion.

Gong Yueyue bowed his head in embarrassment. It's really inappropriate to tell him what happened today. But it's really difficult for him to pass the test by observing his indomitable attitude at this moment.

"Madam, in fact, up to now, you don't have to hide it from the general." Yin Liang doesn't quite understand Gong Yueyue's pains. I just think it's better to quench Zhao Changyuan's anger as soon as possible.

Gong Yueyue flatly refused: "No. He will know soon, but it must not be now. "

"Madam, I don't quite understand. Since the boat is done, why don't we face it calmly? Want to hide like this? The general is also a man of temperament. He must be able to understand us. "

As soon as he said this, Gong Yueyue almost hugged his head and cried bitterly“ Good boy... What a mess... "

Zhao Changyuan no longer pressed Yin Liang, but walked up to his wife and said, "if you really don't want to say it, you don't have to say it in the future. I don't care about you anymore. Do whatever you like. " Then he bypassed her and left step by step.

Gong Yueyue stood stunned at the door. Yin Liang frowned and asked her, "madam, is this really good?"

"It's all right. He'll be fine when he knows the truth. Go to bed quickly. It's hard for you today." She managed to squeeze out a smile and turned away.

"My husband... Did you really ignore me?" She called softly several times, only for a gentle breath.

I don't know whether it's too much running today that affects fetal Qi, or just too excited that leads to the surge of Qi and blood. Gong Yueyue feels a little uncomfortable. The feeling of suffocation in his chest starts in the evening, which will make him feel more uncomfortable. His chest is stuffy, short of breath and his brain is buzzing.

"Well, my husband... I... feel a little uncomfortable." She hugged her head and lay in bed humming.

The other party still quietly nestled on the beauty couch as if she had been ordered. She thought in her heart that the girl was pretending to be ill and playing tricks with herself again. He decided to put out her anger this time and not to take care of her so soon, lest she become more lawless in the future.

"Um... Um... I'm... Uncomfortable... Breathless."

The man at the head of the bed held his voice and hummed. Maybe the room was too stuffy. Zhao Changyuan thought about it, took away the book on his face, raised his hand and pushed open the window by the wall. The cool wind came in. It was really comfortable. He then lay down again and ignored her.

The candle was blown out by the wind, and the room was dark.

"Well... My husband... I hurt..."

The chest tightness has changed again. This little liar can really torture people. The air was like a hairspring, and the poor tone of voice would really make him feel distressed and anxious if he changed his usual mood. He couldn't find the north. But tonight, he made up his mind, gritted his teeth and resisted the impulse to go to bed to hold her and comfort her.

But now only Gong Yueyue knows that she is not pretending to be ill. The stabbing pain in her head and the colic in her chest made her more and more unbearable. She had never felt like this before. It seemed that she was going to lose her breath the next second. She didn't even have the strength to shout. She only helplessly stretched out a hand in the direction of Zhao Changyuan in the dark, hoping that he could see, notice her and come to hug her.

"Xiang... Gong, i... i... feel bad... It hurts..."

"Help... Help... Me..."

But he was still there, ten steps away from her, no matter how hard she called.

The little liar's skill was so good that he almost surrendered to her. But he knew that as long as he walked over, he would see her smiling face, dead and unseemly. Then he can only teach her a symbolic lesson, and then she has no memory. What to do in the future or how to do it, and he still goes his own way, then he will be angry with her one day.

This time, he must not be so soft hearted, bullied and teased by her. He wanted to let her know that if she was always so disobedient, he would have a temper.

At the end of the groan, she could hardly make a sound, and an unprecedented sense of dying came to her heart.

"Am I going to die again?" She asked herself sadly in her heart. It's not that I never thought of such a day. In fact, from the moment of resurrection, she was waiting for this day. She was not afraid of death, but she was reluctant to leave him.

My mind recalled the casual chat between my sixth aunt and myself.

"Yue Yue, I'm actually afraid every day. I don't know which day I'll be taken away by fate. If you die like this, it won't hurt much. If I go back and have a long life, how can I forget my sincerity? "

"I'm afraid, too. But if there is such a day, as long as my little white face is with me and looks at me, whether I die or go back, I think I will feel much better. "

Now he was right in front of her, and she could hear his breathing. But he was so far away that she tried her best to climb to the edge of the bed and couldn't touch him for half a minute.

Why did the damn candle go out? She still wanted to see his face and remember his appearance. Now he has only a vague shadow left. If he really dies, what will she miss him in the future?

Sure enough, the farewell should be said in advance, otherwise, there will be a scene like Gong Yueyue at the moment, raising her neck and saying an almost silent goodbye to the beloved in front of her: "my husband, I love you."

Maybe the room is too quiet, maybe he has heard people. Although the last sentence was as light as a mosquito, he still listened to it.

"If you really love me, be good and don't always make me angry." He took a proud attitude to teach her a lesson. He waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for her response. Take away the book on her face and read it. She seems to have fallen asleep.

"Heartless smelly girl." He closed the book again, hugged his arm and returned to his sullen state.

I don't know how long later, Gong Yueyue was awakened by the sudden strong light in front of him. She opened her eyes with difficulty, but found that there were a few more light bulbs on the ceiling.

wait! There was a bullshit light bulb in the Northern Song Dynasty!

She secretly scolded herself for being stupid, but let her rub her eyes and make sure again and again that those round and bright things still look like light bulbs. And... With her experience and memory, it is very much like the special shadowless lamp on the operating table once seen in the 21st century. Then she saw several guys wearing surgical masks and sterile surgical clothes, one of whom still had blue eyes

Realizing that she was dreaming, she didn't tangle too much and simply let them do it. Until the dream went out again, turning her into endless darkness.

On a certain day in 2014, a well-known private hospital in a city in southern China.

At the door of the operating room, three people sat and stood in different postures.

Gong Fu kept going in and out of the smoking room one by one, trying to calm his anxiety. He quit smoking for 20 years. After his daughter Gong Yueyue had an accident, he regained his old disease and became a smoking gun.

Gong's mother sat almost motionless on the chair in the waiting area, staring at the lamp in the operating room for a moment, with expectation and fear in her eyes.

The young man sitting opposite her, holding his hands and looking at the ground, is naturally Jiang Haoran. The operation lasted more than ten hours. He occasionally got up to buy some food and drinks, but so far none of the three had eaten. Because they have no appetite, because the person who is most important to them is facing the last chance - to survive or perish.

The cross held tightly in Jiang Haoran's hand almost cut his palm, but he didn't feel it. He thought he would pray to all the gods he knew at this moment, but in fact, his mind was completely blank. He didn't dare to think or do anything. His brain and heart had shrunk into a ball with his nervous body.

Suddenly, Gong's mother stood up rigidly opposite. Gong's father also hurried to her. Jiang Haoran realized that the operation should be over.

He stood up calmly and waited side by side with Gong's parents for the answer that fate would bring them.

"Good girl..." Gong's father whispered involuntarily, which didn't let Gong's mother hear, but made Jiang Haoran's iron-clad man blush in an instant.

The door of the operating room rattled open, and the chief surgeon of the operation, Dr. van, who was invited from the United States by Jiang Haoran, pushed the door out.

The three people were nervous and couldn't take half a step until the doctor lifted his mask and showed a relaxed and happy smile

The operation was successful. The bullet fragments that oppressed Gong Yueyue's brain nerves have been successfully removed. When her brain cells slowly recover, she will soon wake up without accident.

The result was undoubtedly exciting. Gong's parents hugged each other and wept. Jiang Haoran saw Gong Yueyue pushed out of the operating room and immediately rushed to hold her hand. Regardless of the eyes of the young nurses around him, he was so excited that he burst into tears.

Zhao Changyuan spent a night in a small beauty's bed. He was full of resentment and grievances. He didn't even sleep for a minute. When the window screen was slightly bright, he got up, dressed up and planned to go to the military camp early.