C248 He Had to Endure Such a Great Pain?

When Yan Yilang knocked on the door and entered room 304, he saw Qiao Xinyan was already tired from crying. She was lying beside Gu Qinfeng's bed, sleeping. There were obvious tear stains on her fair face.

These two sisters were the same. They loved to cry, and their tears were like tap water.

However, those who loved to cry were actually very strong in their hearts, and that was how her leisurely life was.

"Xinyan." He shook Qiao Xinyan.

Qiao Xinyan opened her eyes. Her eyes were swollen from crying, but she did not say anything. She had always liked Yilang, but now her expression could only be described as cold.

Because of the little hatred she had towards Qiao Xinyou, she had shifted it to Yan Yilang.

Wasn't it? The two of you can live so freely and freely, why do I have to endure such great pain?

"There's no need to hate me so much." Yan Yilang saw through Qiao Xinyan's hatred and said, "You Youyou actually cares about you very much and loves you very much."

"Then she shouldn't have stopped it."

"She had no choice. She was very afraid that you would get hurt."

"What about me now" Qiao Xinyan's voice was full of tears. "Am I not hurt now? Am I not injured enough? My legs are disabled. It was not easy for me to meet someone I like. But look, Qinfeng is lying here. On this cold bed."

Qiao Xinyan's palm tightly grabbed onto the snow-white sheets. The sheets were wrinkled like a piece of white paper that had been kneaded. There was a huge hatred and huge injury inside.

"Don't be agitated. I have invited a top doctor in the United States. He will be here this afternoon. They will perform surgery for Qinfeng." Yan Yilang said.

He could not watch Gu Qinfeng continue to lose consciousness like this. In this way, the only ones who would be sad would be a group of people, and the ones who would feel uneasy would also be a group of people.

"Really? Will Qinfeng wake up like that?" Hope appeared in Qiao Xinyan's eyes.

"Yes."

He did not know if Gu Qinfeng would really wake up, but he could only promise to give Qiao Xinyan a stable answer.

It was finally afternoon. When the American doctors came, they directly pushed Gu Qinfeng into the ICU. After an unknown amount of time, the sky gradually darkened.

When the hospital bed was pushed out, Qiao Xinyan, Gu Qing Yun, and Hsiao Yuxi were all very nervous.

After the American doctors said a few words in English, they left.

Yan Yilang translated the words, "It's fine. Qinfeng's brain has accumulated blood clots and has been taken out. Now, he needs time to recover. If nothing unexpected happens, he will wake up tomorrow."

Yan Yilang's words were like a calming pill for these people. They could finally calm down.

Qiao Xinyan excitedly covered her mouth and tried her best not to cry.

"Yilang, thank you."

"Xinyan, take a good rest."

He patted Qiao Xinyan's shoulder and nodded at Gu Qing Yun and Hsiao Yuxi. He walked away. The phone in his pocket had been vibrating for a long time.

He was in such a hurry.

It should be leisurely.

Qiao Xinyou had been dreaming for a long time. The dream was a mess and not a single one of them was sweet. It was all a nightmare. First, Qiao Xinyan stabbed her in the chest and then the scene changed back to five years ago.

Five years ago, when she sent Yan Yilang to prison, for some reason, in five years... She had never dared to go to prison to see Yan Yilang. Every time, she had passed by him. With just a glance, she left in a hurry with pain in her heart.

In her dream, for some reason, she suddenly entered the prison.

This prison was exactly like what was described on television. It was cold and dark. Everyone was fierce and fierce. Suddenly, chaos erupted.

It was just like what Yan Yilang had told her at that time.

The alarm was deafening. Everyone seemed to have gone crazy and started fighting with their fists and legs. The police held the baton and swung it at the prisoner without caring about anything. It was as if they did not treat the prisoner as a human at all.

She tried her best to find Yan Yilang's figure.

Finally, she found him.

That person was Yan Yilang. She had never seen that kind of Yan Yilang before. His eyes were filled with fierceness and killing intent. When many people came to attack him, he would return them with a punch.

How could his fists withstand so many people's attacks? Suddenly, the prison guard's baton was swung heavily on Yan Yilang's back.

"Yilang!" Qiao Xinyou shouted loudly, "Don't hit him!"

No one could hear her.

Despair flooded Qiao Xinyou.

"Yilang, Yilang, Yilang, don't hit him..." She said without stopping.

She slowly approached Yan Yilang. Yan Yilang was beaten up by the prison guards. He fell down on one knee. Supporting his weight, someone knocked him down. When he looked again, his arm was already covered in blood.

That was the origin of that scar.

Blood filled his eyes.

She wanted to reach out and cover Yan Yilang's wound, but her hand was empty and useless.

She clearly knew that this was a dream, but she couldn't help but feel sad.

I can't take it anymore, wake up.

She looked at Yan Yilang's lips moving. Although she didn't make any sound, she saw Yan Yilang's mouth shape and knew what he had said.

Yan Yilang, he shouted a name, "Youyou."

Qiao Xinyou finally woke up. She stretched out her hand and found that her face was full of tears.

She raised her hand and wiped away her tears. Her hair was messy because she was sleeping.

She hurriedly picked up the phone on the bedside and dialed Yan Yilang's number. No one answered the first few calls. She was very anxious and dialed again. She anxiously waited and bit her lips.

Yan Yilang, answer the fucking phone.

Finally, the call connected.

"Yilang, Yan Yilang, are you alright?" The moment she spoke, she was eager to verify Yan Yilang's safety, because reality and dreams were still chaotic in her mind.

"I'm fine. What's wrong with you?" Yan Yilang heard the uneasiness in Qiao Xinyou's tone and hurriedly asked.

Qiao Xinyou touched her forehead and lifted her long hair to the side. When she heard Yan Yilang's voice, she finally felt at ease. "It's nothing. I just had a nightmare."

"Wait for me to come back immediately."

As Yan Yilang spoke, he had already hung up the phone. He drove the car and rushed home.

Qiao Xinyou took the phone by her ear and looked at it in a daze.

I only said that I had a nightmare. You are so nervous.

Yan Yilang, you really like me, don't you?

But you love me so much, what should I do?

What should I do with those grudges?

Qiao Xinyou leaned on the bed and turned on the small lamp beside the bed. The light shone on Qiao Xinyou's face, making her look a little haggard.

She suddenly smiled again. It was nothing. There was nothing to worry about. Everything would become better. She told herself this.