How long can a normal person sleep?

Ji Rufeng was not clear about it, but this time he was popularized, but this popular science made him a little scared.

After three more days of the call with Guo Qifeng, Zhao Jian still didn't wake up.

After being driven away, the family doctor changed another one but still failed. Ji Rufeng passed the physical examination report to Luo Jincheng and checked it, and confirmed that there was no problem. It seemed that after Zhao Xu fell asleep for many years, Zhao Jian's coma became a mystery again.

Ji Rufeng sat by the bed and looked at her with a complicated expression. She didn't know how many people she had hit that day, and the flesh in her palms had been worn out, but now the worn flesh had grown again, and she had not woken up yet.

"A Jian, are you testing me?" He whispered silently, and in less than a week, he had lost a lot of weight.

For the past six days, Ji Rufeng has not gone anywhere, and has been guarding Zhao Jian in an endless manner. Even the Yu family can't stand it anymore, but Zhao Jian is still not awake.

He was frowning, and as soon as the door opened, Yu Lao's elderly figure appeared at the door.

Ji Rufeng quickly stood up, "Madame."

Old Yu nodded, looked at Zhao Jian, then Ji Rufeng, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Let me go out later."

Ji Rufeng was a little puzzled, "Madame?"

"A Jian's mother and brother's tablets and ashes have been invited back. It's not good to keep them at home. Please accompany me to the cemetery and let them be buried."

Since I decided to marry Zhao Jian, it is reasonable for Ji Rufeng to do these things.

He nodded and responded, "Okay."

"Go and change some clothes and tidy up." Old Yu said again.

Ji Rufeng nodded again, Old Yu looked at Zhao Jian again, his face full of worry, and explained the time to Ji Rufeng, then turned around and left.

Ji Rufeng looked at Zhao Jian and stroked her pale face with her big hands. She had not been soaked for many days and only relied on a little bit to maintain the normal functioning of her body. She quickly lost weight.

He bent down and slowly hugged her, "A Jian, if you want to sleep, you will go to bed. No matter what, I will wait for you."

Then he let go of her, got up and changed his clothes and went out.

Except for Yu Chen who had important matters and could not travel with him, almost all members of the Zhao family went to accompany Mr. Yu to the cemetery.

Just as their car drove out of the Yu family, a silver-white Porsche passed by them at the same time. The moment they turned the corner, Porsche stopped at the door of Zhao's house.

At this time, Yu Chen, who had never been with him, appeared at the door of the Zhao family. He smiled and watched the two people in the car get out, and went up to shake hands with them, "Seven, Allen, I'm going to trouble you again."

Seven smiled and nodded, the delicate white suit made him look more like someone walking out of the painting. He nodded and asked, "Where is Jane?"

“Still sleeping.”

He nodded, stepped forward with Allen, and entered the Yu family's gate under Yu Chen's guidance.

It took a whole day to worship, bury, and mourn, Ji Rufeng and others to come back from the cemetery.

Ji Rufeng pushed open the bedroom door with dust, and Zhao Jian was still lying on the bed. He sat down beside the bed and held her hand and began to tell her what happened today.

"Auntie and brother have been buried in peace. Don't worry, you must have been tired over the years. If you want to sleep, you can go to bed. I will do what you should do for you."

He held her hand and kissed her lips, preparing to get up to change clothes and take a shower. He was covered in the smell of fireworks on his body this day, and he couldn't stand it even if he himself was the patient Zhao Jian.
Chapter completed!