When he arrived at the hospital, Rouse had already rushed over.

Entered the operating room.

The eight-hour operation started from the sunset and continued until the dark night.

Every minute and every second, Li Jingting felt it was a torment.

He stood in front of the operating room in a daze, staring at the closed door with his eyes tightly.

"Drink some water." Yan Huaining walked out of his office. Seeing Li Jingting standing there nervously, his throat moved, and slowly poured him a glass of water and handed it over, and said in a warm voice.

Li Jingting turned his head and took a look, but did not reach out to answer.

Yan Huaining had to take back his hand holding the water cup and frowned and asked, "How did you convince my father to ask Mr. Rouse to perform the surgery on Ranran?"

"Does it have anything to do with you? Are you very familiar with Ranran? Did you call Ranran?" Li Jingting's face was gloomy, and his voice was low and cold.

In a word, Yan Huaining was so choked that he couldn't answer.

When is it that I still jealous...

"I just feel curious. After all, my father has never been easy to talk to." Yan Huaining held the water cup, and a trace of helplessness flashed across his eyebrows.

As soon as I turned around, the door to the operating room was opened.

The surgical light on the top of the head turned off, proving that the operation was over.

Li Jingting struggled and walked forward quickly, staring at Rouse tightly, and said in English: "How is it?"

"The operation is quite successful. You will be in a coma for about a week. Observe the situation and wait until you wake up and check the situation. It will be almost done after you rest for about a month." Rouse also answered politely in English.

Hearing the words successful in the operation, Li Jingting exhaled heavily, said thank you softly, stretched his neck and looked inside.

Ye Pianran was quickly transferred to the ICU intensive care unit.

Li Jingting stood outside the door, looking at Ye Pianran lying inside in a sick suit, pale face, and full of instruments.

Angina pectoris.

In the end, I didn't go in to see her.

In fact, he had never understood what love was before, until Ye Pianran was lying in a pool of blood.

Only then did he realize that some things, once they were touched, would really penetrate into the bone marrow.

At that moment, he asked nothing, just to live.

Just be alive.

.........

The police investigated the car accident as quickly as possible.

Because the brake failure, the perpetrator also hit the wall.

After a violent collision, the brain lost too much blood and failed to rescue and died on the spot.

So the police identified that this was a simple brake failure car accident.

Moreover, all the perpetrators are dead, and there is no way to verify, and there is no way to hold them accountable.

But the car that hit Ye Pianran did fail in the brakes.

Li Jingting sat in the hospital corridor, listening quietly to Xiao Ran's report, his pupils getting deeper little by little.

Thin lips opened: "This is not a simple car accident. It is obvious that someone wanted to attack me and ask Si Jin to investigate."

"Yes." Xiao Ran lowered his head, responded in a deep voice, and his brows frowned slightly.

Turning his head and looking at Ye Pianran lying in the intensive care unit.

"That lady...."

"Let Aunt An come and take care of him." Li Jingting said coldly.

After thinking about it, he said, "Take Xiaochengzi to my parents, don't say anything, don't worry Xiaochengzi."

"Okay, then Mr. Li, you..." Xiao Ran hesitated and said OK, then looked at Li Jingting again.

Li Jingting's throat was slightly astringent: "Go and do it! Don't worry about me."

"Okay, then I'll leave first." Xiao Ran said carefully, sighed softly, and turned around and walked towards the other side of the corridor.
Chapter completed!