"You ask him to answer the phone, you ask him to talk to me." Ning An bit his lip, "I want to see what he wants to do. Also, Jiang Ci, he can't even want to see me. Even if he dies, he doesn't want to see me. Do you understand?"

"Why are you so sure?" Jiang Cimo, "He is now in the rescue room. He may wake up, and may never wake up. If he can wake up, you can ask him personally whether he wants to see you."

"I won't go. Even if what you said is true, I don't want to see his fiancée!"

When Ning An thought of Gu Huiyin, he felt uncomfortable all over.

"Gu Huiyin is not here, you can come." Jiang Ci said, "Also, I know what happened to you before."

Ning An's face was depressed, Jiang Ci knew it, so what about Gu Huiyin? Does Gu Huiyin know that Mo Xiu is Song Shaoyan?

"Ning'an, Song Shao's spokesperson is not bad. I won't say anything, I'll go upstairs and take a look."

After saying that, Jiang Ci took the initiative to hang up the phone.

Many words have to be said to Ning An personally by Song Shaoyan.

In emotional entanglement, he is an outsider, just an observer, unable to explain clearly or understand. Only the parties involved can explain themselves is the best way.

I just don’t know if Song Shaoyan can survive this level.

All the mines survived, what else can't be overcome?

Jiang Ci returned to the upper floor with a smell of smoke.

Zhang De was still waiting anxiously in the corridor, nervous and uneasy. It was obvious that the door of the rescue room had not been opened yet.

Jiang Ci made a phone call, but became much calmer.

In this emotional entanglement, everyone else is outsiders, and the person who tied the bell must be tied. Ning An is the one who tied the bell.

Although Jiang Ci didn't know what happened between Song Shaoyan and Ning An, he realized that Song Shaoyan liked Ning An very much.

It’s a pity that Ning An has already married as a wife, and it is said that she is Song Shaoyan’s younger brother.

Jiang Ci patted Zhang De on the shoulder again: "There must be some destiny, but don't force it if you don't have any destiny."

Zhang De looked at Jiang Ci with surprise, not understanding what he meant.

"Doctor Jiang, will Mr. Song be fine?"

"have no idea."

Jiang Ci really doesn't know.

The lights in the rescue room were on.

The autumn red maple is everywhere in the capital. It is a fiery red color and the brightest scenery in this season.

The inpatient department was very quiet and there was no sound.

There was only the smell of potions floating in the air.

...

The rescue ended at around 11 o'clock in the morning. The door of the rescue room opened and Dr. Bian was sweating profusely. He walked to the pool to take off his mask and washed his hands with hand sanitizer.

The nurse sent Song Shaoyan out, and Zhang De walked over immediately.

Jiang Ci knew that Song Shaoyan had saved his life.

He breathed a sigh of relief and walked to Dr. Bian: "Senior Brother, how is the situation?"

"He was saved, but he has not woken up yet. His current situation is not optimistic. His physical resistance is too poor and his heart beats weakly."

“When will I wake up?”

"It's hard to say." Dr. Bian shook his head, "I've never seen such a person, I have no will to live."

"Fortunately, my senior brother is very skilled in medical skills, otherwise he would not be able to save his life when he met another doctor." Jiang Ci was so angry that he was not strong enough.

"This is nothing. I should do it. Jiang Ci, find someone to watch him. It is best if there are people around you 24 hours a day." Dr. Bian said.

"Yeah, I know."
Chapter completed!