Chapter 998

And Chu Jiaxuan on the operating table is even more pale.

The waiting time was long and painful. Pei nanjue and the little guy were waiting outside the door, as if two centuries had passed. The surgeons had never opened it.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the wind was getting colder and colder. It was already two o'clock in the morning, but the little guy refused to close his eyes for a long time. He was still waiting for Chu Jiaxuan in the operating room to come out.

Finally, three hours later, it was light and the door of the operating room finally opened.

Pei nanjue walked up with the little guy in his arms, and Song Ci came out with sweat on his head.

"How is she?" Pei nanjue's heart raised, at this time he was afraid to the extreme.

Song Ci took off his mask and wiped the sweat on his forehead: "the wound is very deep, one centimeter to the heart. Now her condition is very dangerous, and he has lost too much blood. Although she has given her blood transfusion, whether she can survive tomorrow depends on her will."

Song Ci said with a dignified face. He looked directly at Pei nanjue and unconsciously stepped back two steps. At this time, his face was full of panic.

"She's going to be OK, she's going to be OK." Pei nanjue trembled and opened his mouth, and his eyes flashed in panic.

Song Ci sighed: "now we transfer her to intensive care unit. You can visit her later, but you should keep quiet."

Pei nanjue nodded and followed Chu Jiaxuan closely. Looking at her white face, his heart began to ache. He wanted to accept it for him.

Chu Jiaxuan, you will be OK. Our children need you and I need you.

For the whole day, Perry had not closed his eyes. He had been standing by her side. Susan was standing outside the intensive care unit, holding the little guy in her hands, and her tears were sliding down her eyes.

Why is the child always so hard? Why is he injured every time something happens? God, why are you so cruel to my daughter? Did I do something wrong? So let her suffer so much, torture her intentionally, right?

If that's the case, if anything comes to me, she is willing to accept the crime for Chu Jiaxuan.

"Whoa, whoa Mom Mom... " The little guy kept calling for his mother. He stretched out his hand and beat the glass, as if he wanted to wake up Chu Jiaxuan.

In the intensive care unit, Pei nanjue held Chu Jiaxuan's hand tightly, and his eyes were filled with deep pain and remorse.

"Jiaxuan, you must wake up, OK? I really need you. I can't live without you. " Pei nanjue's voice was soft. He pressed it to his ear and whispered. His deep voice echoed in the intensive care unit.

But the only answer to him was the drip of the instrument and the faint breath.

On the hospital bed, Chu Jiaxuan's weak breath sounds. Her face is covered with oxygen, her hands are carrying drops, and her chest is bound with bandages.

At this time, she no longer has the usual self-confidence and pride, at this time she is lifeless, only her undulating chest can prove that she is still alive at the moment.

As time went by, night began to fall again unconsciously. For as long as Chu Jiaxuan lay in the home care ward, Pei nanjue stayed there for as long as possible.

The atmosphere in the ward is depressed, and there is a strong smell of disinfectant floating in the air. Suddenly, Chu Jiaxuan's mobile phone vibrates in his pocket, which breaks the peace in the room.