It only lasted four to five minutes, but Qiao Xingcan felt like he had survived for centuries.

Jiang Qin gradually began to resume normal breathing, but he was still in a coma.

Qiao Xingcan let out a sigh of relief as if she had survived a disaster. Suddenly something slipped from the corner of her eyes. She reached out and touched her forehead. She was covered in sweat and her entire back was soaked with sweat.

Qi Zhan was also sweating profusely. His eyes were scarlet and empty, and he stared at the pale Jiang Qin at a loss. His arms hanging by his sides were shaking slightly.

The central hospital is near the Qi family's old house. The ambulance arrived in a few minutes and parked directly at the door of the main house.

Everyone hurriedly carried the unconscious Jiang Qin into the ambulance, and Shen Shenyao and Qi Jinxiang quickly followed.

Qi Zhan followed him out with frivolous steps. After taking two steps, he suddenly turned around and looked at Qiao Xingcan who was following him step by step.

This glance contained too many complex emotions, including affection, distress, helplessness, and guilt.

He touched the top of her head with trembling hands and said in a hoarse voice, "Go home first, don't worry!"

He only had time to say this before he was pulled into the ambulance by Shen Si Yao crying.

The noisy room soon fell silent, and Qiao Xingcan suddenly felt cold all over. Even though the heating was on, she was shivering.

Within a few minutes of walking from the indoors to the front door of the old house, Qiao Xingcan had gone from slightly trembling to trembling all over.

The cold wind dried the sweat on her forehead and back, but it seemed like a layer of ice had been applied to her body.

The bodyguards of the old house were all Qi Jinxiang's people, so they naturally left her alone and watched coldly as she hugged her arms and trembled as she walked out of the door.

The bodyguards who followed Qi Zhan also went to the hospital, and Qiao Xingcan walked alone in the alley with only dim street lights for company.

There were taxis coming and going at the entrance of the alley, but she seemed not to notice them and continued walking in the night wind.

The scarlet eyes covered by sunglasses were filled with tears, sliding down her cheeks into the mask.

The streets are filled with neon lights, busy traffic, lights and lanterns hanging on the trees and flower beds on the roadside, and the atmosphere of the New Year is still everywhere.

It was obviously very lively, but she felt lonely and desolate.

It was a total of twelve kilometers from the old house to Blue Bay. Qiao Xingcan walked for three hours and didn't get home until eleven o'clock at night.

During the past three hours, she used the cold wind to blow away her restless mood and recalled the entire process of meeting and falling in love with Qi Zhan after her rebirth.

Opening the door of Blue Bay Villa, the room was dark, with only Xiaobai's excited shouts coming from far and near in the quiet living room.

Qiao Xingcan held Xiaobai's dog's head while changing shoes at the entrance.

The ankles of both feet were worn out by the shoes, and the slightest movement caused excruciating pain.

She looked at the shallow Martin boots that she had taken off in a daze.

This pair of shoes was her favorite. At that time, the shoe size was out of stock, so she bought a half size larger.

It looked good, but it didn't fit her feet, so she still wore it.

Every time she wore it, her ankles would be bruised to varying degrees. She was still reluctant to throw them away, but this time she was bruised and bleeding!

In the living room with no lights on, Qiao Xingcan was sitting on the sofa, burying her head in her arms. Xiaobai seemed to feel an unusually depressing atmosphere, and lay silently at her feet to accompany her.

As time passed by, the screen of the mobile phone placed aside lit up countless times, but there was no news from Qi Zhan.

She wanted to call directly to ask about Jiang Qin's current situation, but she was afraid of disturbing Qi Zhan, so she could only wait in agony.

She barely ate anything when she was at the old house. She was already dizzy with hunger, but had no appetite at all. She sat on the sofa for another two hours.

At one o'clock in the morning, Qi Zhan finally sent a WeChat message: It's okay, go to bed early.

A few numbers made Qiao Xingcan's breathing much smoother, and the big stone in his heart quietly fell.

She quickly replied: It's okay, just take some rest.

It took a long time after the message was sent, but Qi Zhan didn't reply.

Qiao Xingcan closed the phone screen, moved her numb legs, and got up to go upstairs.

The wound on the ankle was already covered with a thin layer of cigar, but it still hurt a lot when walking.

Lying on the bed in the bedroom, Qiao Xingcan was not sleepy at all. The place beside her was empty, and the place in her heart was also empty.

She opened her eyes until dawn. The moment she sat up from the bed, her vision went dark. She closed her eyes and waited for a while before recovering.

Qiao Xingcan got out of bed, went downstairs with weak steps, went straight into the kitchen, and started to prepare Chinese medicine for Qi Zhan.

Xia Mingxi said that taking Chinese medicine cannot be interrupted.

More importantly, she wanted to go to the hospital to see him, but after not seeing him for a night, her heart ached thinking about him.

The Lantern Festival made yesterday is still intact and placed in the refrigerator.

She cooked herself a bowl. It was obviously sweet, but she felt it was bitter for no reason.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Qiao Xingcan rushed to the central hospital carrying a thermos bucket filled with Chinese medicine soup.

After asking for the ward number, she walked to the ward with anxiety, becoming more and more panicked as she got closer.

What if Jiang Qin gets angry again after seeing her?What if Qi Zhan didn't want her to come at this juncture?

Thousands of assumptions came to mind, and Qiao Xingcan finally stopped at the door of the ward.

The nearby city center hospital I chose last night was not as good as Qi's private hospital. There was no VIP suite, just an ordinary single ward, so you could see the entire ward through a glass window.

With just one glance, Qiao Xingcan's breath was suffocated.

Qi Zhan was standing beside the hospital bed facing the door, with obvious redness, swelling and bruises at the corners of his mouth, and a break on his brow bone.

Looking at Duan Ye who was pacing back and forth, pointing at Qi Zhan and yelling curses, it was not difficult to know where the injury on his face came from.

Qiao Xingcan felt a throbbing pain in his heart. Qi Zhan must be blaming himself for not moving and letting Duan Ye beat and scold him.

Qi Jinxiang and Shen Shenyao were sitting on the sofa opposite the hospital bed. The former had a heavy look on his face, while the latter looked at Qi Zhan with distressed eyes.

Jiang Qin had woken up, but she still looked weak. She turned her head away and did not look at Qi Zhan. She must have been disappointed too!

Qiao Xingcan's heart seemed to be torn to pieces, sewn back together, and torn again, in an endless cycle.

Qi Zhan's next move made Qiao Xingcan heartbroken and bleeding.

I saw deep regret on his resolute and handsome face, but his eyes were extremely firm.

The straight back sank little by little, and then he knelt down beside the hospital bed.

Qi Zhan's thin lips slowly opened and closed. Through a door, Qiao Xingcan couldn't hear what he said, but because she had learned lip language from her previous filming experience, she roughly guessed what Qi Zhan said.

He said, "Grandma, I'm sorry, I still can't promise you. I don't know how to live without Cancan!"

As his words fell, there was a loud bang.

It was the glass ashtray that Qi Jinxiang smashed over, hitting Qi Zhan on the forehead, and blinding blood flowed down his eyebrows.

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