The lights in the rescue room were on.

Song Shaoyan has not come out for a long time.

Jiang Ci didn't know how long this rescue would take, so he and Zhang De were waiting outside the ward.

Zhang De looked even more nervous than Jiang Ci, and a thin layer of sweat oozed out of his forehead.

"I'll go out to smoke a cigarette." Jiang Ci patted Zhang De's shoulder.

He has to be quiet.

The smell of disinfectant in the corridor made him unable to stand it, even though he was still a doctor.

Jiang resigned from the open space in front of the inpatient department.

The grass has long been decayed, and the grass leaves in the morning still have crystal dewdrops, round and fall to the ground when the wind blows.

The sun is shining and full of vigorous atmosphere everywhere.

Jiang Ci took a breath and smoked a cigarette.

Smoke was sweeping, and circles drifted from the side of his face, his black sweater highlighting his tall and gentle body.

It is obvious that Song Shaoyan did not want Ning An to know anything about him in the capital. It is normal to have such thoughts, after all, the two had divorced long ago.

But no matter what, it was Song Shaoyan who saved Ning'an's car accident at that time. No matter how bad the relationship between the two was, Song Shaoyan was still Ning'an's life-saving benefactor.

Now that Song Shaoyan is about to die, Ning An should come.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ci dialed Ning'an's mobile phone number.

It's evening in New York.

Ning An accompanied Xiao Canrui for a while to do her homework, then went to the living room to knit her sweater.

No overtime today.

When she received a call from Jiang Ci, she was stunned. How could Jiang Ci call her? He is coming to New York again?

"Doctor Jiang." She answered the phone.

"Come to the capital..." Jiang Ci rubbed his temples, his voice feeling extremely weak and dry, "Song Shaoyan is almost dying."

Jiang Ci knew that Ning An actually knew that Mo Xiu was Song Shaoyan very early.

Couples who have been sleeping in the same bed for a year know each other better than anyone else.

Sure enough, Ning An did not doubt Song Shaoyan's identity, but only laughed: "Doctor Jiang, today is not April Fool's Day."

"Not April Fool's Day."

"What did you say just now?" Ning An's hand trembled uncontrollably, because she heard Jiang Ci's voice not as relaxed as usual, but more rare and heavier.

"Song Shaoyan is in the rescue room in the capital, I don't know if you can see him for the last time."

In a trance, Ning An's eyes were blank, and his phone almost slid off his hand.

She made a cold and smirk from her throat: "Doctor Jiang, this kind of joke is not funny at all. I won't go to the capital. Going to the capital is equivalent to falling into the trap."

She didn't know what kind of trap would be waiting for her.

But she knew that Song Shaoyan was not a good person.

He is now engaged to Gu Huiyin, so it is even more impossible for her to go back.

"What kind of grudges do you have with him? I think no matter how big the grudge is, it's not as good as life and death." Jiang Ci is rare and serious. "He saved your life. I know this should not be the reason for you to come here. I just want to say... When a person dies, how can he be in love? You see, it's nothing. He is really dying. He had a cardiac arrest several times this morning."

"Isn't he good? He can get angry and get engaged. Jiang Ci, don't lie to me, don't be together with them!"

"I didn't lie to you."

Jiang Ci's voice was too low and sad. Ning An's heart seemed to be hit by a drumstick, and blood all over his body seemed to stop flowing.

How could it be...
Chapter completed!