There is a tiger sniffing the rose in my heart

Chapter 153

The movement of Jinran and Fang Yu was so loud that the doctors and nurses guarding outside were frightened. Hearing something wrong with the voice, he rushed into the ward quickly, and then saw at a glance that he was supposed to be lying on the bed and "meditate" A black-haired young man who "self-cultivates his personality" is now stepping on the bed with one foot, and dangling the other foot dangling beside the bed; his hand that was supposed to be infused with infusion is now swollen like a spinach bun. Young and tall, he is pointing at his terrified agent, Mr.

A lively hooligan.

But in the doctor's eyes, he was still a critically ill patient whose head was opened and bled, and only half of his life was left.

Hearing the doctors running in, he turned his head and gave them a sideways glance: "Get me a wheelchair, thank you."

"Where will I push you in a wheelchair? The mortuary?" Jinran's attendant who walked in the front was actually an Asian, and he was obviously also very violent. He tossed himself to death again, and he didn't like disobedient bear patients the most. At this moment, he glanced at the layers of bandages on the head of the black-haired young man, raised his hand and pushed his glasses, and sneered.

"Don't you people abroad like to talk about human rights the most?"

"A man with a bandage on his head is not qualified to speak about human rights."

"I'm going to sue you."

"Go ahead. The dean is my wife's business partner."

"..."

Jinran silently cursed in his heart, he never thought that such an old-fashioned stalk of "my father is Li Gang" is popular abroad... He took a deep breath, calmed down, and changed into a tone of "I'm definitely not crazy" to stand at the door The doctor said: "My lover was seriously injured. He fell into a coma and has not yet woken up. I am very worried about him and want to go to see him... just take a look and come back."

The nice thing about English is that "she" and "he" are pronounced completely differently.

Looking at the doctor standing by the door, Jin Ran raised his eyebrows slightly, took a deep look at him, then turned around and said something to the nurse behind him—maybe to confirm the authenticity of what Jin Ran said, I guess so, because soon, he really got a wheelchair.

Actually.

Even he himself didn't know how he moved this vicious doctor.

When his attending doctor helped him into the wheelchair and sat firmly, he heard the person standing behind him suddenly switch to Chinese and said: "I heard the little nurse at the nurse's station say that you seem to be a star. What you said just now is in China. , I think you don't want your job anymore."

At the very beginning, when Jinran heard the familiar language, he thought that his ears were getting rid of something wrong, so he turned his head and looked into a pair of black eyes. After a while, he said as if to react: "Hey, fellow."

"Ah."

"Then can you make it easier for me to build a bed next to my lover's room, and I'll sleep there—"

"This fucking hospital, do you think it's a five-star hotel? You can sleep in the intensive care unit if you want?" The doctor looked disgusted, "It's good for you to leave the ward, just take a look and come back, don't think too much."

"..." Jin Ran raised her hand and scratched her face, "Actually, I also came out publicly in China, don't you read the gossip news?"

"..."

"I just want to say that I am so brave, why don't you—"

"Stupidity doesn't mean courage." The doctor sneered again, "Stupidity."

"Then why did you find me a wheelchair with such a moved face?"

"I think it's not easy for you to be a celebrity. It seems to be true love. I'm not good at being the queen mother who broke up the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl," the doctor said quickly, "I hesitated longer than you back then, because I was a small person In case..."

The amount of information was so overwhelming that he was speechless. He thought for a while: "...It is easier for ordinary people to come out of the closet than us..."

"Yes, but the premise is that the other one in my family is also an ordinary person."

"Is he crazy?"

"No," the doctor pushed Jinran, and said concisely in a calm tone, "I'm in the iron business."

If Jinran had a sip of water in his mouth at this moment, his saliva would come out, but because he didn't have any water, he could only saliva a little—he turned his head and stared at him, pushing him toward Walking forward, the doctor with a calm face stared at him for a while, and then said in a tone that was quite similar to that of a man at the same time, "What's your name?"

"My surname is Mo."

I really feel that if the Western people also popularize the idea of ​​"handing over private money to the daughter-in-law", then the day when my dynasty dominates the "iron business" in the West is probably not far away (...)... And when Dr. Mo asked Who was the patient he was rushing to see, and after reporting his wife's name, he felt that the doctor behind him also fell silent, and then showed the same subtle expression as him.

just like that...

You know.

Unify the iron business, or something, or something.

During the conversation, Dr. Mo pushed Jinran to the door of the ward. At least one second before he saw Jiang Chuan, Jinran was still fantasizing about his miserable situation and wanted to give himself a psychological preparation so that he wouldn't lose his composure when the time came— —

However, when he was separated from Jiang Chuan who was lying in the intensive care unit, his daughter-in-law who was covered with various unknown and scary tubes and had a respirator on her face, he still exploded.

At that moment, he felt that the sky was fucking cracked and dark.

The wound on the head seemed to burst open in an instant, and the sutured wound was crackling and bleeding out again. Jiang Chuan called his name in a calm voice underwater to tell him not to panic, uncontrollably and automatically playing back over and over again in his mind. Then he hugged him in his arms with a strong hand...

At that time, he naively thought that it was really all right.

Gently holding the cold left hand with the right hand, and then found that there is not even a trace of warmth remaining in the place where the man once grasped in the darkness.

"...he looked like he was asleep."

Jinran stared at Jiang Chuan, almost talking to the doctor behind him, of course the latter didn't answer him, and Jinran obviously didn't care about it, now he threw himself into the glass with him Looking at the man next to him, with his eyes closed, his long and thick eyelashes are like a fragile butterfly vibrating its wings... I want to forget what to do with a few words... Breathing normally, he only knew that his heart ached so much that he wished his heart would burst.

An unknown fear enveloped him.

He turned his wheelchair and came to the man in black guarding outside the ward, raised his head and looked at him, and said in awkward English, "Let me in."

The other party probably wasn't the person brought by Jiang Chuan, because he showed a vigilant expression of "who are you"—Jin Ran was stunned, raised his head, and accidentally looked at a pair of azure blue pupils that were consistent with Jiang Chuan's words eye.

Just more indifferent.

Even more aggressive.

There is also heavy vigilance.

Only then did I realize that in Jiang Chuan's ward, there was still a middle-aged man sitting in the corner and watching him silently... If it was normal, Jin Ran would have fled long ago, but at this moment he But without the slightest hesitation, instead he sat up a little bit straighter, with the corners of his lips tightly pressed, he looked into the blue pupils, and said hoarsely in a voice almost begging: "Let me go in and see him, I... I am a family member of the patient."

The bodyguard who stopped Jinran was stunned.

He turned his head and glanced at the real family members of the patients sitting in the ward.

Jinran felt that the latter probably made some kind of gesture or just a look at all. In short, the annoying bodyguard standing between him and Jiang Chuan disappeared for a second, and then he heard the doctor standing behind him sigh , greeted the people in the ward in Italian, then turned and left... When Jin Ran turned to look at him, he only had time to see his slender back and his hands stuffed in the pockets of his white coat.

Dr. Mo actually listened carefully to what Dr. Mo said before he left.

"When I was young, I was just as impulsive as you. I was a little scared when I thought about it later, but I don't regret it."

After thinking for a while, he pressed the button of the wheelchair and entered the ward—in the quiet ward where a needle could be heard falling on the ground, he carefully approached Jiang Chuan. When he was so close to the man, He even subconsciously breathed lightly, as if he could break a man into pieces if he breathed a little harder.

He stared at the man's profile for a while.

a long time.

He raised his head, and asked anxiously the "old version of Jiang Chuan" who was sitting on the other side of the bed, who had never said a word: "Can I touch him?"

"..."

Jinran saw that the other party did not respond, so he emphasized: "Just a moment."

"..."

The other party didn't speak, so Jinran assumed that he agreed—in fact, even if he disagreed, Jinran didn't pay much attention to it. He reached out and touched Jiang Chuan's cheek quickly, his fingertips were soft, slightly tingling The touch of the body temperature made his fast-paced heartbeat slightly slow down.

He withdrew his hand, sat in the wheelchair and looked at the man on the bed seriously, as if he would wake up any second or the next second.

The room was eerily quiet, until Jinran heard a soft sound—he looked in the direction of the sound, and found that it was the man sitting in the shadow who put his crossed legs down. He stood up and walked out of the shadow. out.

Griffin Raines.

The current "boss" of the Reins family branch in Germany.

Jinran found that this is a well-maintained man. According to Jinran's mother's age, Jiang Chuan's father is at least 45 years old, but he looks only in his early 35s or even younger...

He should have been very handsome when he was young.

At least not to lose to his son.

Jin Ran raised his head, looked at those indifferent blue pupils, exerted a little force with his hand on the wheelchair - but before he could make any movement, the person standing across the bed from him As if he had already guessed what he wanted to do, he just said lightly: "Sit."

Jinran's hands paused, and then relaxed.

I have to admit that at his level, he has seen many people, black and white, but none of them can give him that much pressure - he doesn't want to admit that the root cause of this is because the people in front of him can't In addition to his own identity, he is also Jiang Chuan's father, which makes Jinran feel like an ugly son-in-law seeing his father-in-law.

He knew that many high-ranking people actually didn't think highly of them stars.

He moved his lips, wanting to say something, but swallowed the words when they reached his lips, and said with a wry smile, "If possible, I would never want to be with you in this situation." Meet you, sir."

"It's okay," the man said, maintaining the indifferent voice at the beginning, and his tone remained unchanged. "Any other occasion will have the same ending."

"..."

Jinran raised her hand in embarrassment and scratched her face, realizing where Jiang Chuan's character came from—probably following the greatness of hereditary genes.

"I warned him to stay away from you," Griffin stood by the bed and glanced at his unconscious son condescendingly. "This is the end."

Sincerely wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in—although it was not what he wanted, but he couldn't find any rebuttals... He finally knew what he heard before he was hit by the model What happened to the muffled sound? It turned out that the thing had already hit Jiang Chuan before it hit him.

So in the end Jiang Chuan saved him.

Jinran also knows that Jiang Chuan's father is very opposed to their being together - put aside the issue of gender, at least he is very annoyed at the fact that his son went to a foreign country to "do nothing"... Jiang Chuan does not It doesn't mean that Jinran doesn't know how the whip wound on his back came about. At this moment, his father's words almost directly verified Jinran's previous guess.

Now it happened again.

In the eyes of Jiang Chuan's father, he probably has no image at all-this is the so-called "even if it is changed to any occasion, it will have the same ending".

I just lowered my head, staring at Jiang Chuan who was unconscious and left him alone to face his terrifying father, thinking that you fucking wake up soon and I can't hold it anymore...

And every subtle change on his face was noticed by other people.

Of course, Griffin would not say that he had actually seen the underwater camera—and also clearly saw that the moment the model fell, the black-haired young man was clearly trying to protect his son... But obviously his strength and reaction speed were no match for a professionally trained man, so in the end he became the one to be protected.

But then again, he should be glad that he had made such an action at that moment.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be sitting here comfortably now, talking so much nonsense, and touching a patient.

Thinking of this, Griffin seemed to think of the scene where the black-haired young man touched Jiang Chuan's face with the gesture of touching tofu. It seemed that he couldn't bear such a memory. He snorted lightly: "The actor is ruthless."

"..."

"I should remind him that playing games doesn't have to be so serious."

Jinran was not very angry.

He just wanted to tell Jiang Chuan's father that they were not just playing for fun. He could even produce evidence and tell him confidently: We are not playing. You don’t have to, I’m a star, I still chose to come out for your son and our future, almost, just almost, I became a vagrant.

But he didn't say anything.

He didn't even refute himself a word.

Because Jiang Chuan almost lost his life for him.

In front of this incident, all other encounters become insignificant things - this man is always very cunning, he just doesn't want to owe anyone anything...

So Jinran always owes him, and he owes him so much that Jinran feels that she has to spend her whole life to repay.

"I understand what you're saying, sir. But I still won't go, and unless he tells me in person that he doesn't need me anymore, no one can drive me away."