Chapter 40: Crumbled face

Yan Yan stood outside the intensive care unit blankly, watching the small ball rolling in the hospital bed through the small window. The bed is so big, her son is so small. But the whole body was filled with tubes, and his head was wrapped in gauze, and his face was lying there.
"Rolling ..." Yan Yan wept silently, biting her lips desperately.
When Lang Ruoxian came over, he saw this scene.
Even if she knew what unknown and difficult path she would face when she entered the Lang family, this woman was not afraid. It was just a little bit careful to everyone, and still lively and beautiful.
But now she was pale and her hair was messy. The body of the pumping slightly bowed, and the whole person seemed to be pumped out of his soul, and was not angry.
"Yan Yan ..." he began.
Yan Yan turned his head back suddenly, Lang Ruoxian stunned.
"What are you doing?" Yan Yan asked coldly, without a trace of temperature in her voice.
Her eyes were filled with hatred, entanglement, and a sorrow that she could not understand.
"You blame me?" Lang Ruoxian looked at her, "because I chose to save you."
Yan Zheng turned her head away from him, but refused to say a word to him.
"In that case, I made what I think is the best choice." Lang Ruoxian glanced at the glass window, and quickly closed his eyes. "I'm not a god, and I don't know if Billow will fall on a wooden board."
No one would have thought that there was a nail on that board. If the tumbling just falls to the ground, such a small baby will usually have no problem, but ...
"You two are here?" Lang Hongyue didn't know when he came, looked at the two of them, "Ruo Xian, go back and pick up Grandpa, he has to come and see."
Lang Ruoxian nodded, and looked at Yan Yan again, seeing that she had no eyes, and her heart was as dead as a fist, she turned her fist and turned away.
"Haven't I reminded you before?" Lang Hongyue snapped. "Rolling is his only stumbling block. After rolling, the Lang's consortium is his. You have to come together."
"Do you think you can hold a man if you look beautiful? Oh ... don't be stupid!" Lang Hongyue didn't respond to Yan Yan, couldn't hold the fire anymore, and pushed her shoulders to slap hard.
"I tell you! If your son dies, you will be useless. I spent so much time on you. So much time wasted, you ruined my plan, I ruined you!"
Yan Ye's face was swollen and old, Lang Hongyue exerted his strength, and even the corners of his mouth were broken by his own teeth. The blood flowed down his chin into his neck, but Yan Yan seemed to be unconscious, shaking his body and turning to stare at the glass again.
"Huh! I'm guilty of being mean, and now pretending to be a good mother." Lang Hongyue took a sip and walked on high heels.
Five hours had passed when Lang Ruoxian received Lang Cha at the hospital. As soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw a small figure standing outside the intensive care unit.
"Is that Yan Yan?" Langcha obviously saw it.
Lang Ruoxian held Lang Cha's hand tightly, and then smiled bitterly: "She is worried about rolling."
"Mother and child are at ease, it's normal." Langcha glanced at him. "Is she blaming you?"
Lang Ruoxian didn't answer, and took a step forward: "Look over there?"
Yan Yan knew they were here, but she remained motionless. Eyes stared at the small glass window, and whispered something in his mouth.
"Yan Yan ..." The old man approached her, and just wanted to say something, and he was frightened when he heard the words in her mouth.
What Yan Yan said is, please let my son live. I am willing to pay any price to take my life, as long as I can get better.
"You can rest assured that it will be fine to roll!" Lang Cha patted Yan Yan's shoulder, but she still did not respond when she saw her, sighed and said to Lang Ruoxian.
"You stay with her and I'll talk to the doctor."
As soon as Lang Cha left, Yan Zheng moved a few steps away from Lang Ruoxian.
Lang Ruoxian looked at her, her eyes getting colder and colder: "If I didn't save you then and wait for you to die and leave, what do you think of his future?"
"Do you think it's fair to put rolling accidents on me?" Lang Ruoxian looked at the small figure in the ward and clenched his fists. "I only say these words once, saying that saving you is my instinctive reaction, you believe it Don't believe it. "
He turned to leave and heard a low, crying voice.
"Whatever ... the result is that my son is lying inside now."
Lang Ruoxian looked at Yan Yan's profile, looked at it for a long time, and then left without saying a word.
"Master ..." The baby face hiding in the corner ran out in a hurry. "You have done so much for her. How can she not believe you? I'll tell her ..."
"Stop." Lang Ruoxian glanced at him, "Who said I was for her?"
The baby's face froze, and the man watching the rapid departure roared.
Not to be afraid of Yan Yan being bullied at Lang's family, and to remind others that everything is fine. Although her attitude is not good, it is also to keep Yan Yan from thinking.
He also struggled to get rid of Lang Yi when he was injured. When Yan Huan gave birth, he found someone to look at in the delivery room.
And ... forget it.
"It's also ... what's the use of talking!" The baby's face collapsed on his shoulders. "In the current relationship between the two people, it's better not to know that."
"What are you doing here?" Lang Hongyue heard that the old man had come to the hospital and hurried over immediately. She was afraid that Yan Yan would take the opportunity to make a request. The old man agreed to compensate her.
"Miss Four." The baby's face showed a stupid smile. "I'm waiting for our young master. He's looking for an old man."
Lang Hongyue has never understood why Lang Ruoxian wanted to use a small child as an assistant. I heard that he was brought into the company by himself. He is probably a friend whom the orphanage knew before.
"Where is Yan Yan?" She asked again. "Are they in the ward?"
"Still standing at the door of the intensive care unit."
Lang Hongyue waved his hand impatiently and walked to the intensive care unit, and said angrily: "What does she want to do? Who should I show to ..."
Yan Zheng is being persuaded by a little nurse.
"Mrs. Lang Er, you have been standing all afternoon, the doctor said that the young master will wake up at least 24 hours later, you should go back to the ward first!"
Yan Zheng didn't respond, Lang Hongyue frowned and shoved her: "Did you hear the words of the nurse? Is it useful for you to stand here? You won't wake up even after rolling. Go and see me with your grandfather."
"Let me go!" Yan Zheng struggled, Lang Hongyue glanced at the little nurse, "Is there a sedative to give her a shot!"
The little nurse ran into the ward scaredly and didn't dare to come out again. Lang Hongyue was pushed by Yan Yan and almost fell.
She got angry, and slapped another, but Yan Yan just shook her body. Lang Hongyue was about to ask someone to tie her back to the ward, and she saw that Yan Yan was crooked and fainted. "Better stop stimulating her."
In the ward, the doctor confessed after checking Yan Yan, "her brain waves are very chaotic. If she is stimulated again, she may have a mental problem."
"So vulnerable, I ..."
"Red Moon!" Langcha interrupted her. "Say a few words."
Lang Li rushed over and glared at her sister: "Everyone is like this, what else do you say. You are also responsible for this matter. If you give it to others casually, it will not make anyone lose."
"Do you care about me?" Lang Hongyue yelled, "If it hadn't she provoked that crazy woman, could anyone kidnap him?"
Slam! Langcha's cane hit the ground.
"Endless? Shut me up!" The old man yelled at them, "what time is it, noisy?"
"Dad, please be careful, don't get angry." Seeing the lively Deng Jingjing smiled, "Don't you say that rolling is the same life as the emperor, since it won't happen so easily ..."
Langcha glanced at her, knowing that she was taunting her name.
"Of course, I said nothing will happen, it won't." He was too lazy to care about this daughter-in-law, but walked to the bed and looked at him and wondered when he woke up.
"I've been looking for someone. I'm going to be blessed. This calamity will definitely pass. If you go on like this, you will collapse before he wakes up. Who else will take care of him then?"
Langcha glanced at the others: "Do you expect them?"
"Dad ..." Lang Hongyue wanted to refute, but Lang Li pulled it, and muttered a few words in his mouth.
Lang Ruoxian has been standing by Lang Cha, his eyes slowly looking up at Yan Yan, squinting the corner of his mouth and saying: "Grandpa invited an American brain expert, the day after tomorrow."
"I want to eat," Yan Yan said suddenly, "I'm hungry."
Langcha nodded with satisfaction: "I understand!"
Yan Ye only left a caregiver to take care of her. Lang Li cared a few words and took Deng Jingjing to leave. Lang Hongyue looked at Yan with a big mouth and stomped and walked away.
"Ruoxian." Langcha was sent back to the car by Lang Ruoxian, and he patted Lang Ruoxian's hand, "Thanks to you this time! Otherwise, we can't find anyone in that American doctor."
Lang Ruoxian smiled: "Yes, it's my nephew."
"If your dad and your aunt can think like you, oh ..." the old man sighed. "A milk doll, what do they count!"
Lang Ruoxian watched the car drive away and turned into the hospital.
"Master, it's all arranged." The baby face greeted him. "Dr. Horton will come by our private jet, and we will be there tomorrow, so as not to raise their doubts, he will land in the suburbs and come by car."
Lang Ruoxian nodded, and took the elevator to the top. There was no petite figure outside the intensive care unit, and the air looked more and more desolate. He walked to the door step by step and looked at the little baby on the bed.
"Master, it must be okay to roll, like you, you can survive everything!" The baby face looked at the bed behind the glass window, and looked at his own master again.
I think at that time, the master of his family suffered more than this, didn't he all survive it ...
"Master Lang!" A little nurse ran over. "Grandma Er said he wanted to see you."
Lang Ruoxian didn't seem to be surprised, and went to the ward with a calm expression.