Jinran and Fang Yu were so loud that the doctors and nurses who were guarding outside were frightened. When they heard something was wrong, they rushed into the ward. Then they saw a young black-haired man who was supposed to be lying on the bed to "mediate" and "cultivate their character". At this moment, one foot was stepped on the bed and the other one was swaying beside the bed; his hand, which was supposed to be infusion, was now swollen and green and tall, and was pointing at his agent with trembling face with pride.

A lively gangster.

In the eyes of the doctor, he was a severely ill patient with a scoop on his head that was bleeding from the previous second.

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

"Where are you pushing you to the wheelchair to go? Mortuary?" The cautious attendant who walked in front was actually an Asian, and he was obviously also a bad temper. He was the least happy to see the person he had finally saved and tried to torture himself to death. He also disliked the disobedient bear patient. At this moment, he glanced at the layers of bandages wrapped around the head of the black-haired young man, raised his hand and pushed his glasses, and sneered.

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

"People with bandages on their heads are not qualified to talk about human rights."

"I'm going to complain to you."

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

“…”

Jinran silently cursed in his heart, but he didn't expect that such an old-fashioned slut was popular abroad, "My dad is Li Gang"... He took a deep breath, calmed down, and changed into a tone of "I'm absolutely not crazy" and said to the doctor standing at the door: "My lover was seriously injured. He fell into a coma and had not woken up yet. I was very worried about him, and wanted to see him... I could just take a look and come back."

The advantage of English is that "she" and "he" pronunciation are completely different.

Jinran looked at the doctor standing by the door and raised his eyebrows slightly. He looked at him deeply and then turned around and said something to the nurse behind him - perhaps to confirm the authenticity of what Jinran said. Jinran guessed that, because soon, he really got a wheelchair.

Actually.

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

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

At first, Jinran was stunned when he heard the familiar language, thinking that his ears would remove problems. He turned his head and looked at his black eyes. After a while, he reacted and said, "Yeah, fellow villager."

"Um."

"Can you make a convenient way? Set a bed next to my lover's room and I'll sleep there-"

"This is a fucking hospital, do you think a five-star hotel? The intensive care unit will sleep when you want to?" The doctor looked disgusted, "It's good to let you leave the ward. You can come back with a glance. Don't think too much."

"…………” Jinran raised his hand and scratched his face, "Actually, I have come out publicly in China. Don't you read gossip news, right?"

“………”

"I just want to say that I am so brave, you are better than--"

"Silly is not a commendable courage." The doctor sneered again, "Silly."

"Then why did you find me a wheelchair with a look of emotion just now?"

"I think it's not easy for you as a star. It seems to be true love. It's not easy for me to be the Queen Mother who breaks apart the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl," the doctor said quickly, "I hesitated for a long time than you back then, but when I was a little person..."

This information is so large that he can't speak. He thought for a while: "...It's easier for ordinary people to come out than us..."

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

"He's a psychopath?"

"No," the doctor pushed cautiously and said concisely in a calm tone, "those who do iron tools business."

If he had a sip of water in his mouth at this moment, his saliva would be sprayed out, but because he had no water, he could only spray some saliva symbolically. He turned his head and stared and pushed him forward. At this moment, the doctor with a calm face glared for a while, and after a long time, he said in a tone that was very at the same time: "You are your surname?"

"My last name is Mo."

I think if Westerners also popularize the "□□ to my wife" system, then it is probably not far from my heaven to unify the "iron business" in the West (…)... When Dr. Mo asked him who was the patient he was going to see, Iron Mandarin reported his wife's name, he felt that the doctor behind him was also silent, and then showed a subtle expression like him.

That's the kind...

You know.

Unified ironware business, and so on.

During the conversation, Dr. Mo pushed Jinran to the door of the ward. At least one second before seeing Jiang Chuan, Jinran was still fantasizing about his miserable situation and wanted to prepare himself mentally. Then he would not be too rude.

However, when he was lying through Jiang Chuan in the intensive care unit, his wife with a respirator on her face filled with all kinds of unknown and scary tubes, Jin Ran still exploded.

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

The wound on his head seemed to crack in an instant, and the sutured wounds burst out with blood. The uncontrollable heart of Jiang Chuan called his name to stop panicing underwater, and then held him in his arms with a strong hand...

At that time, he naively thought it was really okay.

He gently held his cold left hand with his right hand, and then found that the place where the man once held in the darkness was not even a trace of temperature left at this moment.

“…He looked asleep.”

Jinran stared at Jiang Chuan, almost as if he was talking to himself, and the latter certainly did not answer his words, and Jinran obviously didn't care about this. Now he was slugging his whole body and mind on the man who was separated from him, watching the man with his eyes closed, and his long and thick eyelashes were like a fragile butterfly shaking its wings... Jinran said a few words that he wanted to forget how to breathe normally, he only knew that his heart was so painful that he wished he would burst.

An unknown fear enveloped him.

He turned his wheelchair and came to the man in black who was guarding outside the ward. He raised his head and looked at the other person, and then said in awkward English: "Let me in."

The other party was probably not the one brought by Jiang Chuan, because he showed a vigilant expression of "Who are you?" - Jinran was stunned for a moment, raised his head, and accidentally looked at each other with a pair of blue eyes that were consistent with Jiang Chuan's words.

Just more indifferent.

More sharp.

And strong alert.

Only then did he realize that there was a middle-aged man sitting in the corner in Jiang Chuan's ward looking at him without saying a word... If it were normal, Jin Ran would have fled in the panic long ago. However, at this moment he did not hesitate at all. Instead, he sat up a little, his lips tightly pursed. He looked at the blue eyes, and in a voice that was almost praying, he said hoarsely: "Let me go in and see him, I... I am a patient's family."

The bodyguard who stopped Jinran was stunned.

He turned his head to look at the real patient's family sitting in the ward.

Jinran felt that the latter had made a gesture or had a look at him at all. In short, the annoying bodyguard who blocked him and Jiang Chuan disappeared in the next second. Then he heard the doctor standing behind him sigh, greet the person in the ward in Italian and turned around and left... When Jinran turned to look at him, he only had time to see his slender back and his hands stuffed in the pocket of the white coat.

I actually heard what Dr. Mo said before leaving.

"When I was young, I was as impulsive as you. Later, I felt a little scared when I thought about it, but I didn't regret it."

After thinking about it, he pressed the button of the wheelchair and entered the ward. In the ward where a quiet needle could be heard falling to the ground, he carefully approached Jiang Chuan. When he was close to the man, he even subconsciously breathed lightly, as if his breathing was a little heavier, and he could break the man.

He stared at the man's side face for a while.

a long time.

He raised his head and asked the "older Jiang Chuan" who sat on the other side of the bed without saying a word: "Can I touch him?"

“…”

Seeing that the other party did not respond, he emphasized: "Just let's do it."

“…”

The other party didn't say anything, so Jinran thought it was his agreement. In fact, even if he didn't agree, Jinran wouldn't pay much attention. He stretched out his hand and quickly touched Jiang Chuan's cheek. His fingertips were soft and the touch of the human body's temperature made his heart beat faster and slow.

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

The room was so quiet that it was terrible that he heard a slight sound, and then he looked in the direction of the sound, and then found that the man sitting in the shadow had lowered his raised legs, he stood up and walked out of the shadow.

Griffin Reinth.

The current "boss" of the Reinth family's branch in Germany.

Jinran found that this was a man with good care. According to Jinran's mother's age, Jiang Chuan's father was at least over forty-five years old, but he looked only in his early thirties or even younger...

He should have been very handsome when he was young.

At least he won't lose to his son.

He raised his head and looked at the cold blue eyes, and put his hands in the wheelchair with a little force. However, before he made any moves, the person standing next to him seemed to have guessed what he wanted to do, and just said lightly: "Sit."

He paused carefully and then relaxed.

I have to admit that he has seen many people who are black and white, but no one can put such pressure on him. I don’t want to admit that the fundamental reason is because the person in front of me is Jiang Chuan’s father in addition to his own identity, which makes Jinran feel like an ugly son-in-law meets his father-in-law.

He knew that many people with high power did not really like them.

He moved his lips and wanted to say something, but the words came to his mouth but swallowed them back into his stomach. He just smiled bitterly and said a little embarrassedly: "If possible, I would not want to meet you in this situation, sir."

"It's okay," the man maintained his cold voice at the beginning, and his tone remained unchanged. "Any occasion will be the same ending."

“…”

Jinran raised his hand and scratched his face a little embarrassedly, and realized where Jiang Chuan's personality came from - probably following the greatness of genetic genes.

"I have warned him to stay away from you," Griffin stood beside the bed, glanced at his unconscious son with a condescending gaze. "This is the end."

Jinran wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it - although things had become what he wanted, he couldn't find any refutation... He finally knew what was going on before he was hit by the model. It turned out that the thing had already smashed Jiang Chuan's body before it hit him.

So in the end, Jiang Chuan saved him.

Jinran also knew that Jiang Chuan's father was very opposed to them being together - putting the issue of gender aside first. At least he was very annoyed by his son's "not doing his job" when he went to a foreign country... Jiang Chuan didn't say it does not mean that Jinran didn't know how the whip behind him came. At this moment, his father's words almost directly verified Jinran's previous guess.

This is happening again now.

He probably has no image in Jiang Chuan's father's eyes - this is what is called "even if it is changed to any occasion, it will be the same ending."

He lowered his head carefully and stared at Jiang Chuan, who was unconscious and left him alone in unconsciousness, facing his terrifying father, thinking that you are about to wake up, I can't hold on anymore...

And every subtle change on his face was taken into consideration by others.

Of course, Griffin would not say that he had actually seen the underwater camera - and clearly saw that the moment the model was smashed down, the young black-haired man obviously made the move to protect his son... But obviously his strength and reaction speed were not the opponent of a professionally trained man, so in the end he became the one who was protected.
To be continued...