So You Have Loved Me Too

How uneasy Ji Anning thought, so he reached out and picked up the phone, entered Char's number, and dialed out.

Fortunately, she remembered Char's number.

"Hello."

The phone dialed, and a familiar old man's voice came over there.

"Hello, Uncle Willis?" Ji Anning heard that it was Char's entourage who answered the phone. She greeted her politely, and then introduced herself: "I am Niannian."

When Willis heard that it was Ji Anning, he immediately replied: "Miss Nian, Mr. Char has watched the young master for several days and nights without closing his eyes. He just lay down and rested. If you have nothing important, can you please? Tell me, and then I will help you pass it to Mr. Char."

really!

Ji Anning is not surprised at all, she knows that Char knows that uncle is his son, and Char is his life-saving pill. In their opinion, 10% hope is at least 100% to him. Of twenty.

Hearing that he didn't close his eyes for a few days and nights, Ji Anning couldn't bear to let Willis wake up Char. First, he couldn't bear it, and second, thinking that he could rest well so that he could take care of Ji Chicheng.

Thinking, she said to Willis: "When Mr. Char wakes up, please tell him, I called him and asked him to call me back."

Willis said, "No problem."

"Thank you Uncle Willis."

Thanks, Ji Anning asked again: "How is his situation now?"

Willis replied: "The situation has basically stabilized, if nothing unexpected happens."

The situation is basically stable, which is already good news for Ji Anning. The situation has changed more than before, or the dangerous period has not passed, etc., which is much better.

After hanging up the phone, she looked out the window and sighed in the distance.

I don't know how Xiang Yiqing's grandfather is.

...

The old man who just came out of the operating room has been holding Xin Xiaoxiao's hand, trying to talk to her with his mouth open, but he can't make a sound.

Every time he opened his mouth, Xin Xiaoxiao felt that he was about to die in the next second, and was frightened.

Xiang Yiqing's mother, Lu Shujun, was also worried, for fear that the old man would not be able to breathe.

"Say what?"

Lu Shujun hurried over, bent over and put her ears close to the old man. The old man's breath was very weak. She said anxiously: "It will be here in a while, so stop talking and rest."

She is a doctor, and of course she knows her father's situation and she is not optimistic.

At this moment, a young woman doctor in a white coat pushed the door into the ward.

Shouted to Lu Shujun: "Auntie."

Lu Shujun straightened up and glanced at the white coat of Fengming Hospital she was wearing. She curiously asked, "Who are you?"

He definitely didn't come as a doctor, or he wouldn't call her aunt when he came.

"I'm Xiang Yiqing's college classmate, my name is Qiu Yang." Qiu Yang politely introduced himself to Lu Shujun, with a clean face, and a delicate and gentle voice and tone.

After the introduction, she raised her head and looked at the old man lying on the hospital bed who was not very conscious, and walked over quickly, "I'm here to see Grandpa Xiang."

As she said, she raised her foot, walked to the old man’s bed, bent over and smiled at his old man, “Hello, grandpa, I am Xiang Yiqing’s college classmate, he always mentioned you to me before.”