Song Mangmang clenched the white cloth with his hand, slowly lifted it up, and shouted his name, "Jiang..."

When her eyes touched the person lying on the bed, she was stunned and her words suddenly stuck in her throat.

At this time, Assistant Zhou, who was lying on the bed, looked embarrassed. He was so embarrassed that he had always been eloquent and could not speak for a long time.

The two of them stared at each other with big eyes and silently staring at each other, and an indescribable atmosphere filled the air.

"Cough cough." In the end, Assistant Zhou couldn't help but cough and made a sound, breaking the strange silence.

Song Mangmang blinked his eyelashes and slowly came back to his senses, "You... Zhou, Assistant Zhou, why, why is it you?"

What she asked was obviously Jiang Wu.

"That's me." Assistant Zhou replied weakly, "I, I finished the matter last night. It was already very late, and someone had to watch the hospital. I'm just resting in this ward for a while. Yes, is there anything wrong?"

Nothing is wrong.

It was probably the nurse who misunderstood Assistant Zhou as her family, so she talked about the next ward.

But……

"Why do you have to cover with white cloth when you sleep? And, I recognized the wrong person, don't you make a sound?"

She just cried through the white cloth and said all the words, which made him hear them. It was really embarrassing!

"..." Assistant Zhou was very unfair, "I'm too tired and sleeping too heavily. I guess I unconsciously covered myself when I was sleeping. Moreover, this is not a white cloth, this is just a white sheet..."

"Besides, Madam, when you came in, I was still asleep. When you cried, I was woken up. Then you said those words. Why do I have the nerve to interrupt you?... It's so embarrassing... It's not..."

Song Mangmang sneered, "Then isn't it embarrassing now?"

"I don't know you'll lift the white cloth, I originally planned to pretend to be dead to the end."

“…………”

Song Mangmang closed his eyes.

Forget it, even shameful, what else can she do?

This face cannot be picked up again.

And this is not the point, the point is Jiangwu!

Song Mangmang took a deep breath, stared at Assistant Zhou with red eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where is Jiang Wu? How is Jiang Wu? He... is he okay?"

However, when she asked this question, Assistant Zhou's face suddenly became dark and his eyes became dark.

An unknown premonition surged in Song Mangmang's heart. She swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, clenched her hands unconsciously, and the sound of her opening became a little weaker, "Assistant Zhou, Jiang Wu is fine, right?"

Assistant Zhou sighed deeply. He got out of bed and stood in front of Song Mangmang. He tried to explain to her in a calm tone, "Yesterday, Mr. Jiang was stabbed by Lin Ziqian in the back of his heart by Lin Ziqian, and he shed a lot of blood. After you fainted, Lin Ziqian was crazy and wanted to continue attacking you. Mr. Jiang blocked you for a few more times. Later, Mr. Qin and Mr. Qin rushed over in time to stop Lin Ziqian. The hospital that Mr. Qin and Mr. Qin sent you to. You were just skin trauma, and were drunk, so after you treated the wound, he was sent to the ward. Mr. Jiang was in a very dangerous situation and went straight into the operating room."

"He lost too much blood, plus..." He paused suddenly, as if there was something that could not be said, and then jumped over, "Anyway, the operation has been done for a long time and it was over when dawn is about to end. Fortunately... his life has been saved for the time being, but now Mr. Jiang has not woken up yet and is staying in the ICU to observe."

"I still hide it from the old lady, so I dare not say it. I am afraid that if I know, the old man will not be able to bear it. The news outside will be blocked, otherwise... it will cause panic in the group."

After a brief statement, Song Mangmang could feel the thrillingness.

At the end of hearing, her hands clenched the ground... Her nails were trapped in the palm of her hand, and the sound of her opening trembled violently, "I, I want to see Jiang Wu, take me there."

"good."

Assistant Zhou took the lead, and Song Mangmang's body shook as soon as he raised his foot. Assistant Zhou was so scared that he hurriedly reached out to support her and said with concern: "Mrs. Young Madam, are you okay? If you can't hold on, go back and rest first?"

What if she falls down again!

"It's okay, let's go!" Song Mangmang shook his head and said firmly.

"Then I will help you go."

Assistant Zhou carefully supported her and took her to the ICU.

After changing into sterile clothes, Song Mangmang walked into the ICU, and everything in front of him was extremely familiar.

Some time ago, she also entered this kind of ward to see Song Zicheng, and Chengcheng has not yet been able to wake up.

She was really... afraid that Jiang Wu would fall asleep like Chengcheng and couldn't wake up.

Song Mangmang walked slowly to the edge of the bed and saw Jiang Wu lying quietly on the hospital bed. Various tubes and instruments were inserted on his body, and his face was bloodless.

She had never seen Jiang Wu like this, lying so weakly and pale. He was a man who could remain calm even when the bandit pointed the gun at his heart.

A man who can be very powerful no matter where he is.

But because of her, she can only lie here.

She sat on the chair beside the bed, reached out and held his hand. His hand was also very cold, so cold that she couldn't help but shiver, but she held it tighter and tried to warm his hand.

"Jiang Wu." Song Mangmang had no tears at this moment, but every word he said seemed to be crying. "When I saved you, I was unconscious. Did you sit by my bed like this, holding my hand and talking to me?"

"I wonder how you felt at that time? My feeling now is that I am very scared and sad. You just dreamed that you came to say goodbye to me. When my grandfather passed away, at noon, I also had a dream of perception like this, and then I received a call from my grandfather's death. I was afraid...I'm afraid you would do this too..."

"I, I still have a lot of things to say to you. I haven't had time to ask you yet. Also, am I still owe you two conditions? You always say that if capitalists don't do business at a loss, then should you wake up and ask me for these two conditions and can't make me cheaper, right?"

The man on the hospital bed still did not move at all, but the instrument that showed the heartbeat was getting lower and lower.

Song Mangmang became more and more panicked, and the fog in front of her eyes was blurred. Her voice was extremely hoarse, "Jiang Wu, it turns out that those so-called entanglements have become small and ridiculous in front of life. Don't die. As long as you hold on and you live, I will promise you everything."

"I, I will never file a divorce with you again, and I... I am willing to give birth to a baby for you, okay?"
Chapter completed!