"Ah——!h At the moment when Song Tiantian was about to fall to the ground, the clerks let out an exclamation almost in unison. *With* Dream *Small* Say .lā

Tang Jingyun's eyes suddenly locked, his brows furrowed deeply, and he rushed towards Song Tian at a lightning speed, and before she was about to fall to the ground, he held her firmly in his arms.

Her face was weak and pale, and she fell into his arms without consciousness, and her body was not at all warm, cold as ice cubes.

Without a moment's hesitation, he hugged the woman in the wedding dress and rushed out.

*

For the first time, Song fell into a prolonged coma.

This night, she slept for a long time, two days and one night.

Tang Jingyun stayed in front of her hospital bed inch by inch, watching the signs of her life pass by little by little, hovering on the verge of disappearing......

There was a dull pain in his heart, as if someone was holding a sharp blade, cutting his heart one by one, and the bloody pain was almost suffocating.

Not long ago, he was still telling her that he was going to give her a wedding and let her attend beautifully, but before he could fulfill his promise, she fell in front of him.

It's like holding a handful of sand in your hand, and the more you try to hold it, the more you try to grab it, the faster it leaks.

He took her cold, thin little hand and placed it in his palm, trying to give her a little warmth.

In the room, it was silent and quiet, and only the sound of the instrument could be heard.

"Yun Shao, the attending doctor of the young lady is waiting for you in the office, he wants to talk to you about the young lady's surgical plan." Tang Lie walked into the ward lightly and whispered beside Tang Jingyun.

"I see." He reluctantly shook Song Tiantian's hand in his palm for a while, and after a long time, he put it down.

He twisted the quilt for her, then turned around and walked out of the room.

Tang Jingyun chatted with the doctor for a long time, and when Song Tiantian woke up, the first thing that caught his eye was a lifeless white ceiling overhead.

Song Tiantian raised her weak hand and pressed her aching temples, she closed her eyes, and thought about where she was and how she got into the hospital.

I thought about it for a long time, but I ...... Didn't think of anything.

She glanced a little weakly to the side, and her eyes scanned the room, where there were only two caretakers she didn't recognize, and when she woke up, their faces instantly smiled.

"Quick, go tell Mr. Tang!"

Mr. Tang?

Song Tiantian's voice was difficult, and he said hesitantly: "Yes...... Tang Jingyun sent me to the hospital? ”

"Well, yes!" The nurse nodded, "Miss Song, you see what discomfort you have now, tell me, and I'll let the doctor come over immediately." ”

"No, it's okay......" Song Tiantian subconsciously refused.

She was thinking, if Tang Jingyun was in the hospital, would she already know about her condition, would she have known that she was going to have a craniotomy?

She was nervous.

He still wanted to try his best to hide something, although Tang Jingyun already knew everything behind this, but in order not to let her have any concerns, he was still cooperating with her acting.

When he came out of the doctor's office and returned to the ward, he saw Song Tiantian sitting on the bed with a deep brow, his face with tangled and complicated emotions.

He was stunned for two seconds, then strode from the door to her bed.

He wanted to say something, but he felt that it was superfluous.

He just sat down in front of the hospital bed, his eyes were pale and he couldn't see any waves.

"Hungry or not? Do you have something you want to eat? He asked calmly.