Surrender At a Glance

At night, the night is cold, the hairy moon is in the clouds, and the hospital is brightly lit, making the moon more dim.

Jiang Xiche went to the Central Hospital after leaving the Renmin Hospital.

He hesitated outside the ward for a while before entering. The old lady Yi was looked after by the nanny. Without Yiyan inside, he felt much more deserted and lonely.

The old lady was lying on the bed in a daze thinking about something, but when Jiang Xiche came in, she immediately pulled a weak smile, "Xiao Jiang is here, sit down."

The nanny took a chair to the bed. After Jiang Xiche sat down, he looked at Mrs. Yi for a moment and asked, "Why don't you seem to be unhappy?"

"No." Mrs. Yi smiled and denied, rubbing her chest lightly, "It's not that Yan Yan is absent, it's a bit boring."

"She will be busy these two days, and she will be back after your surgery." Jiang Xiche lied flatly, he must do this now.

"It's okay to be busy, it means business is good." The old lady chuckled twice, then sighed faintly after a while, her appearance became melancholy, "The one I can't worry about now is Yan Yan's brother. He doesn't look like Yan. Like Yan, he has a career, a family, and you take care of him. He has nothing."

Jiang Xiche was silent. In his heart, both Yi Yan and Yi Zheng were pitiful.

Mrs. Yi turned her head to look at him, and said earnestly: "Xiaojiang, I have transferred the real estate certificate to Yizheng's name, and there will be his eternal home. If I fail the operation tomorrow, you will have to go back and see more. Look, otherwise Yizheng would be lonely alone."

"Also, you must be well with Yan Yan. She is also a poor child. After I leave, she can only rely on you. You must treat her well."

"Well, I will." Jiang Xiche heard that he was not feeling well, he lightly nodded and held an old hand of her, encouraging her in this way, "You are lucky, and the operation will go smoothly. Yes, don't think too much."

"I hope so." Old lady Yi slowly looked out the window, her cloudy eyes full of nostalgia at this moment.

...

Jiang Xiche spent the night with Yiyan in the Renmin Hospital that night. He rushed to the Central Hospital the next morning and did not return until late at night.

Yi Yan hasn't woken up yet, and the ward is terribly silent, full of heavy breath.

Sitting on the sofa, Jiang Xiche looked at the person on the bed motionlessly with a rare expression of sadness.

He suddenly hoped that Yi Yan would not wake up so quickly, because he was afraid to see her collapse and painful appearance.

This morning, Mrs. Yi failed the operation and died on the operating table. Yi Yan never saw her grandma again.

Jiang Xiche couldn't imagine what kind of Yiyan he would see in the future, or whether she would be the heartless, lively and cheerful her back then.

Time passed by a little bit.

On the third day after Mrs. Yi left, her relatives and friends all went to the funeral home to attend her funeral, but her most beloved granddaughter was absent and still lying in the hospital bed knowing nothing.

It was the afternoon when Jiang Xiche came back from attending the funeral. He felt that his head was heavy, and his heart was panicked. He stood by the window and calmed down silently.

Outside there is the rejuvenation of the earth and the tendency of all things to recover, but a life is withered in this great season, and another life is facing pain.

When he was thinking, the person on the bed was moving. The doctor's prediction was accurate, and Yi Yan woke up three days later.

She opened her eyes slowly, looking into the white ceiling, there was an unpleasant but familiar smell in the air, and there was a sense of heaviness in her body.

When Yi Yan was about to look around, she saw the familiar figure standing by the window. Her heart suddenly settled, her lips lightly opened, and she called out his name.

Even though the voice was faint and hoarse, Jiang Xiche still heard it. He turned around in astonishment and met her confused eyes.

Suddenly, his dull heart jumped, Jiang Xiche walked up to her quickly, leaned over to hold her cheek, put his forehead against her, and muttered with closed eyes, "You finally woke up."

Yi Yan blinked, feeling her mouth dry, and said dumbly, "I want to drink water."

"Okay." Jiang Xiche straightened up and immediately went to pour her water.

At this moment, Yi Yan wanted to lift her right hand, only to realize that it was wrapped in a very thick bandage. She was shocked, remembering something, and hurriedly opened the quilt with her okay left hand.

After seeing that her legs were tightly wrapped in bandages, her eyebrows tightened instantly, and she tried to move, but not only could she not move, but she also had pain.

When Jiang Xiche poured the water and turned around, she found that Yi Yan's chest was flattened together, her breathing was rapid, and tears were dripping from her eyes, which was obviously frightened by her own situation.

He took out a tissue to wipe her tears, and comforted her softly, "Yi Yan, it's okay, it will be fine."

Yi Yan's tears couldn't stop streaming, crying and complaining to him angrily, "Jiang Xiche, Yi Li pushes me down, she wants to kill me!"

"I know, don't cry, I won't let you hurt in vain."

"What's wrong with my leg, will I be unable to walk in the future?" Yi Yan still cried, full of anxiety, and she still remembers the heart-wrenching pain when she fell. She didn't want to be disabled.

"If my leg is broken, it will be okay. I won't be unable to walk." The tissue Jiang Xiche wiped her tears with was soaked, so he wiped it with his hand. He felt a little anxious as he saw her tears and felt distressed. Don't cry, I look uncomfortable."

This sentence really worked, Yi Yan quickly put away the tears, Jiang Xiche was quite calm, adjusted the height of the bed and raised a cup of water to let her drink.

After her throat was moisturized, Yi Yan felt more comfortable, and slowly asked Jiang Xiche, "When is this?"

"Now is the fourth day of your accident."

Yi Yan was taken aback and froze for a moment, then suddenly grabbed his hand and asked anxiously, "Where's grandma? How about grandma's surgery?"

"Grandma..." Jiang Xiche's dark eyes stayed in the gaze she expected. There was a moment of silence, and her throat rolled, "The operation went well."

Yi Yan breathed a sigh of relief, tears in his eyes again, but this time it was joy.

"Great, great...Thank you...I don't know God must not bear to take my grandma away." She smiled and said to herself at the ceiling.

Jiang Xiche's eyes were drooping, and he couldn't tell her that he had just returned from her grandma's funeral.

But Yi Yan turned her head to look at him, and said urgently: "Jiang Xiche, please call grandma for me. I will talk to her so that she won't worry about me."

"Grandma has just finished the operation and is still very weak. The doctor said she needs a few days of rest to wake up. You can wait." Jiang Xiche thought about these lies before Yiyan woke up. At this moment To tell the truth, he didn't have the courage to look directly into Yi Yan's eyes.

"Huh?" Yi Yan became worried again, "Then is grandma still in a coma now? Nothing will happen, right?"

"Well, no."

"It's okay." Yi Yan was willing to believe Jiang Xiche's words unconditionally, and sighed in relief, but when she saw her right hand, she fainted again, "Then how long will it take me to get better?"

Jiang Xiche thought for a while, couldn't bear to lie to her again, and said slowly and truthfully: "The doctor said it will take at least three months."

This was simply the life of Yi Yan. She was furious and said bitterly: "Damn Yi Li, I will sue her! Sue her for murder!"

Jiang Xiche comforted her: "I am also preparing to take her to court. We have monitoring and the evidence is solid. She will be punished."

Because she thought that the operation went well for Mrs. Yi, Yi Yan's mood after waking up was better than Jiang Xiche thought. Although she looked unhappy, she didn't cry too much.

But the fact that Mrs. Yi has passed away cannot be concealed for a long time after all, and Yi Yan will know it sooner or later.

The next night, Jiang Xiche came over with exhaustion. He bought strawberries for Yi Yan, washed them and sat on the bedside to feed them.

Yi Yan watched the TV, had eaten the strawberry he handed to her mouth, chewed and asked, "Is grandma better?"

Hearing this, Jiang Xiche paused lightly with his fingertips, and finally hesitantly said "um" and handed her another one.

He looked tired, with light dark circles under his eyes, and a rare melancholy in his lightly drooping eyes, as if something was suppressing him.

Yi Yan thought, he ran back and forth between the two hospitals these few days and had to take care of his busy work. He must be exhausted, so she took a strawberry from the glass bowl with her movable left hand and brought it to his mouth. , "You eat one too."

Jiang Xiche didn't say anything, only bit silently.

Yi Yan took the bowl in his hand and put it on the quilt, then touched his soft hair, and said distressedly: "Jiang Xiche, you have been working so hard lately, hurry up and take a bath and sleep."

"Well, you lie down well and don't move." Jiang Xiche asked to get up and take his clothes to the bathroom of the ward to take a bath. For a long time in the future, he expects to spend the night in the hospital, so he has prepared Change of clothes here.

He put the phone on the bedside table, and within a few minutes of entering the bathroom, the phone rang, and someone made a voice call to him on WeChat.

Yi Yan turned his head and saw a striking "Mom" word appeared on the screen.

She suddenly panicked, wondering if she should help Jiang Xiche answer, after all, she is still unfamiliar with Jin Sui, Jin Sui and Jiang Jiacheng have already returned to the United States, and they have not seen each other since the second day of the Lunar New Year.

The ringtone kept ringing, and there was no intention to hang up. Yi Yan began to wonder if Jin Sui was in a hurry, so she took the courage to answer the phone and said gently, "Hey, mom? I'm Yi Yan."

"Yi Yan?" Jin Sui's tone sounded quite concerned, "I heard Ache said that you were hospitalized in an accident and were seriously injured. How are you now?"

Yi Yan was flattered and responded with a grin: "Thank you mom for your concern, I'm fine, I just have to lie down for months."

"Is it okay? You said you are too, what are you doing so barbarously, fighting with others!" Jin Sui sternly blamed Yi Yan. Yi Yan pursed her lips lightly without making a sound. All this was a long story, and she was too lazy to say it.

The other end of the phone was quiet for a while, and then asked, "Where is Ache?"

"He went to take a bath, did you ask him for anything?"

Jin Sui sighed and said in a daze, "Isn't this something bad happened to your side recently? You were injured and hospitalized, and another old man died, I—"

"The old man passed away? What old man passed away?" Yi Yan interrupted Jin Sui hurriedly, her eyes widened, and the inside was occupied by panic, and a strong sense of anxiety filled her whole body.

Jin Sui was puzzled by this and said hesitantly: "Did your grandma...go away the other day?"

Like a bolt from the blue, Yi Yan suddenly lost his strength while holding the phone, and the phone fell onto the bed.

She stared at the ceiling blankly, but she couldn't see anything clearly, her staring eyes were filled with tears, and the lights swayed faintly.

A few seconds later, she suddenly opened her mouth and howled, her squinted eyes were like two rivers, tears gushing continuously.

Jiang Xiche in the bathroom heard her howling crying, and his whole body trembled with horror, and his nerves suddenly tightened.

Before he could put on his shirt, he ran out of the bathroom. From a distance of a few meters, he saw Yi Yan leaning back on her neck and crying, her neck and face were red, and her veins were even violent.

When Jiang Xiche saw this, he was panicked. He ran over and pressed the bedside pager a few times, and then checked Yi Yan's hands and feet in a panic. No more calm appearance, "Yi Yan, what's wrong, what's wrong?!"

"Ah!!!" Yi Yan yelled hoarsely, her voice broke, and tears flowed wildly, "Grandma is dead! You lie to me!!!"

Jiang Xiche had a sigh of relief before he noticed his cell phone on the bed. He was suddenly completely messed up. At this moment, he was facing the result he feared the most. He didn't know what to do.

Yi Yanwu cried and roared to herself, as if this could not vent her pain, she beat her thigh violently with her left hand.

"Yi Yan!" Jiang Xiche felt pain in his heart, and he forcefully hugged her into his arms to prevent her from moving, his voice hurriedly and hoarse, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you don't want to be like this."

However, Yi Yan is now occupied by sadness, and he can't listen to him at all.

The most important and closest person in the world to her passed away, and she didn't even get the last look at her.

She had a knife stuck in her throat, a heart-piercing pain.

Suddenly, she couldn't make a sound for a while, her chest and throat were sore, and after a while, a fishy smell came up from her throat.

Jiang Xiche only felt that there was a flow of heat on his shoulders slipping off, and when he let go of Yi Yan in surprise, he was surprised that she was vomiting blood!

She couldn't make a sound, nodded her mouth open, blood still dripping from her lips.

He was so frightened that he wiped the blood from her mouth with his hands at a loss, flushed and shouted at the door of the room: "Doctor!!!"

In the next instant, the door of the ward was slammed open, and doctors and nurses rushed in.

...

I don't know how long it took before Yi Yan, who was given the Valium injection, finally calmed down and lay dazedly on the bed.

The doctor was also relieved and said to Jiang Xiche before leaving: "When a person is overly sad, it may lead to bronchiectasis, which may lead to chronic bronchitis and vomiting blood. We cannot guarantee her emotional stability after being sober, and later Will there be such a situation, we will pay more attention these days."

"Trouble." Jiang Xiche nodded uncertainly, staring at the person on the bed who seemed to have lost his soul.

This was the first time he heard and saw someone vomiting blood from sadness. How sad she was.

But how helpless and scared he is.

The author has something to say: Baidu, too much sadness will really vomit blood. I'm sorry for the lack of pen power.