C274 Give me your next life, okay?

The rest of your life, okay?

It was unknown how much courage Qiao Mo mustered when she was outside the ward. It was as if a century had passed before she managed to step into the Intensive Care Unit.

Xiao Yan was already awake, but he was extremely weak, his face was pale and haggard, the moment Qiao Mo entered, his eyes became hot.

"Ah Yan..."

She called to him in a low voice.

Xiao Yan's movements were extremely slow, and even his gaze was mechanically looking towards the door.

Even though they were separated by a few steps, it was as if they were separated by a single life and death, so difficult to cross.

Xiao Yan had just returned from the gates of hell, but his face did not reveal the slightest hint of fear; on the contrary, it was even more relieved. He even stared at Qiao Mo as he bit his lips and laughed ghastly, "You've come."

Those two words were so light that even Qiao Mo almost couldn't hear them. But those three words were instantly thrown into Qiao Mo's heart.

Yes, she was here.

She knew everything, but she still came.

Qiao Mo's tears silently fell. She stood there, a few steps away from him, staring at him, unable to even speak.

Xiao Yan leaned on the sickbed. His facial features were gentle and his gaze was gentle.

He was unconscious for seven days before he woke up. He had no strength left in his body and his fingers that were holding onto the sensor moved slightly. He laughed weakly, "Why aren't you coming over …? Do you want me to get out of bed and bring you over? "

There was a trace of the yuppie in his voice that had teased her in the past.

Qiao Mo was not unfamiliar with this feeling.

Only, when this person was on the verge of death, he was actually so relaxed, and for no reason, Qiao Mo was angry, and laughed, but in the end, because of his warm smile, he completely lost his anger.

It was only natural for Qiao Mo to be angry.

Xiao Yan had kept it from her for so long, painstakingly pushing her away, staying far away from her, ignoring her, and giving her all sorts of routes to retreat. But he did not understand, this was not what she wanted, even if it was a storm in front, as long as he was here, she would not feel fear or sadness.

Qiao Mo's tears rolled down, she bit her lips, then walked over to his side.

Walking to his side and sitting down, Qiao Mo only stared at him seriously.

Xiao Yan was speechless, and laughed involuntarily: "Could it be, you have nothing to ask me?"

He had thought she would have a lot to complain about, a lot to blame.

Seeing Qiao Mo's appearance, how could someone as shrewd as Xiao Yan not understand that she already knew everything?

In fact, it was fate that played a trick. He had already arranged everything, and she was about to give up and completely leave him. However, at the final moment, he still collapsed in front of her.

Qiao Mo's eyes reddened. She sniffed and choked: "I do have a lot of things to ask you, and I'm very angry. I'm very angry that you made so many choices for me that I didn't want to make."

Qiao Mo's clear and limpid eyes stared at him. Inside, there was anger and annoyance, but more importantly, Xiao Yan still saw this woman, and felt sorry for him from the depths of his eyes.

Xiao Yan struggled to extend his hand, but when Qiao Mo saw him raise it, he immediately reached out and grabbed onto it.

He was too tired. He had wasted too much of his energy to take care of her. Next, let her take care of him.

Qiao Mo looked at him with tears in her eyes as she stammered, "I don't want a peaceful life, even if being together with you means going through a lot of hardships, I'm still willing to do it."

Xiao Yan also looked at her with a profound gaze as his fingertips trembled, "If … "Am I really going to die soon?"

"I don't think I have promised you this. Even if you die tomorrow, I will still carry the title of 'Mrs. Xiao' and lead this life."

Xiao Yan was startled, then he laughed, as if he was relieved. "I had thought that you would say that even if I die tomorrow, you will still lie in my coffin. Fortunately, I don't have this kind of mentality. "

Qiao Mo pursed her lips and stared at him seriously with a frown. After a while, she spoke word by word, "It's not that I don't have that kind of thought, but I also want to know, there's still Zi Xi and Zi Wang. At the very least, I will not consider this matter until I have given birth to them. Or perhaps, looking at Zi Xi and Zi Wang was like looking at you, and not willing to leave them and follow you was not impossible. But Xiao Yan, all of this is hypothetical, I don't know … I don't know if you really leave me and the child tomorrow, or if I still have any strength left to continue living on. "

What Qiao Mo said, was not empty words. She said it very clearly, and Xiao Yan could think of each result.

Xiao Yan slightly nodded, "But I really hope that you and your child can continue to live a good life."

Qiao Mo clenched his big hands tightly, "You promised me that even if you can only live for a day, or even a few hours, don't push me away. I don't want to … I can't even see you last, let alone think about it. Even your funeral was notified to me by an unimportant person. "

Her tears fell on the back of his hand and broke into countless little beads, like a broken heart.

Xiao Yan used all of his strength to raise his arm and stroke her hair. With a hoarse and mesmerized voice, he said, "Good girl, even if I can live for another hour, I will still guard you."

She took a deep breath and adjusted her emotions. After a long time, she said, "I heard from the doctor that you could be transferred to an ordinary ward in the afternoon. If you have anything you want to eat or drink, I'll go back to New Garden to make them and bring them over in the afternoon. "

Her spine was trembling from crying.

Xiao Yan stared at her without blinking, extended his hand and held her small hand, then said hoarsely: "I just need to casually eat congee, you don't need to go back, you're not saying that you want to guard me? "Then stay with me, and don't leave."

Qiao Mo choked back her sobs as the tears that she had held back once again rolled down her face. She bit her lips and nodded heavily, not daring to look back at him.

"In the future … From now on, I'll take care of you. "

… ….

In the afternoon, Xiao Yan went to the VIP ward. Zhao Qian asked Aunt Yan to cook a lot of meat porridge and sent it over.

After seeing such a weak Xiao Yan, Xiao Ru Qing, who was usually calm, also felt tears welling up in her eyes.

Xiao Ru Qing didn't stay for long, and only held Qiao Mo's hand to say a few intimate words.

"Mom, go back first. I'll take care of Ah Yan."

Xiao Ru Qing personally knew that this place would only hinder the interaction between Xiao Yan and Qiao Mo. She nodded with tears in her eyes and held her hand, saying a little hoarsely, "Alright, since you are pregnant, you should also be careful with your own body. If it really is unbearable, and I will take turns, and Ah Yan is also my son. "He's like this now..."

As she finished speaking, Xiao Ruqing seemed to be unable to continue as she sobbed silently.

Qiao Mo only hugged her, the wife's heart became closer.

Qiao Mo smiled bitterly and said: "At this time, what's there left to eat? I only know that if I don't have enough time, I would need to see Ah Yan a bit less time. I will do my best to keep my eyes open and always guard him. "

So many days had passed, like flowing clouds and like water. It made every minute and every second seem extremely precious.

After Xiao Ru Qing left, Qiao Mo calmed herself down and wiped the tears off her face. She took a deep breath and entered the sickroom.

Xiao Yan's complexion was still as pale as paper, but it was much better than when he woke up this morning.

Qiao Mo's eyes were red, she had never stopped crying.

Qiao Mo walked over and sat by the sickbed, held the porridge bowl up and began to feed it to him, spoonful by spoonful.

Occasionally, he would blow the porridge in the spoon against his lips. Only when the temperature was around the same did he offer it to Zhang Xuan.

Like a mother taking care of her son.

Xiao Yan laughed, "It's not like I'm handicapped."

Qiao Mo frowned and pursed her lips: "You are currently a patient, so don't argue with me. Drink quickly. "You …"

Qiao Mo had originally been looking at him, lecturing him in all seriousness, but when she finished, her eyes fell on his skinny face and his thin body. Her throat tightened and her nose turned sour, then she could no longer speak anymore as tears rolled down her face.

"You're already so thin, why don't you eat more?"

She seemed to have cried too many times since he woke up.

Xiao Yan reached out his hand, used his finger to wipe her tears, smiled slightly, and said gently: "Why are you crying, you can eat it back if you're thin. You, on the other hand, are a pregnant woman, always crying. If our Zi Xi and Zi Wang like to cry like you in the future, that would not be good. "

Qiao Mo looked at him while crying, "I don't want to cry either, but when I see you … Why didn't you tell me? Ah Yan, if you had told me earlier, maybe … "

The man's slender, pale fingers pressed against her lips, preventing her from speaking any further. "There are no such things as' ifs' in this world. It has nothing to do with you. I know that this isn't the first time I've had a relapse, so even if I were to treat it, it wouldn't be of much use. Even the advice that the doctor gave me is the same, so if there's anything else you want to do, do it immediately. So I did what I wanted to do. The only regret I have is that I actually fell in front of you at the last moment. So I regret to say that I've wasted so much time traveling with you through the five seas of the seven continents instead of the time that I've given you. Now, I don't want to waste any more time. "

Qiao Mo threw herself into his embrace, her two hands tightly wrapped around his neck, her small face buried in his chest. A muffled cry came from Xiao Yan's embrace, only hearing his wife say: "What seven continents and five seas, I only know, no matter where, as long as I'm together with you, as long as you're fine, it's all travel and cultivation. Ah Yan, I don't believe it, I don't believe that the heavens are blind, why is it that the people who are breaking up are not husband and wife who look like gods but us, those unbeautiful it doesn't break up, it is breaking us apart instead. "

Xiao Yan lowered his head, kissed her forehead, and gently said in a hoarse voice, "Little Mo, give me your next life, okay?"