C8 Savior

An Xin hospital, outside the emergency room.

Jian Menglin had been inside for an hour, but the emergency room door was still closed. Jian Ruoyu paced back and forth, sweating profusely.

"Ruoyu, don't be like this. "Menglin will be fine." Jian Hanyu held her hand to comfort her.

"Big brother, wuu wuu …" Jian Ruoyu collapsed and cried in Jian Hanyu's arms.

Nangong Ao's handsome face was taut and his slightly wrinkled eyebrows showed the fluctuations in his heart.

The cell phone in his pocket vibrated, and when he looked at the caller ID, his frown deepened. After hesitating for a moment, he walked with large strides to a quiet place to pick up the phone. "Hello."

"Young master, we found out who saved you in Italy three years ago." Chu Xiangli's voice was as steady as ever.

"Who?" A slight tremor betrayed his excitement.

Three years ago in Italy, he ran into two gangs fighting each other. Unfortunately, he was shot and the gang's leader was misunderstood. He was badly hurt, his head was hit, his eyes were blind, and his hearing was impaired.

A man saved him and took good care of him for a month. However, he still didn't know who he was. He didn't even know if he was a man or a woman. When his family found him, his savior was gone.

For the past three years, he had been trying his best to find him, but there was no news of him. As time went by, the possibility of finding him became less and less, and he was about to give up.

"It's Miss Menglin." Chu Xiangli's voice was clear. Nangong Ao asked in disbelief, "Are you sure?"

"Yes. Miss Menglin had her first heart surgery, and she followed her mother to Venice for a trip and recuperation. " Chu Xiangli briefly recounted what happened that year.

"Why is she hiding this from me?" Nangong Ao was extremely puzzled. It was precisely because he was too familiar with Jian Family and their relationship was too good, therefore, he simply did not consider the possibility of being one of them.

Plus, Jian Menglin had been interested in him since she was young, if she was the one who saved him, how could she not tell him? This was too outrageous, too illogical.

"I'm sorry, young master. I can't find out anything about this either. "Maybe only Miss Menglin knows the reason."

Returning to the emergency room door, Nangong Ao's feelings became even more complicated as he looked at the red devilish light.

While everyone was anxiously waiting, the emergency room door finally opened.

Jian Ruoyu was the first to rush over. "Uncle Luo, how is my sister?"

Luo Jiajie was the dean of An Xin hospital. He was close to Jian Zhengran, and was also Jian Menglin's attending physician.

"I have temporarily controlled my illness, but it is not out of danger yet. Ruoyu, Amy has always had a sense of propriety. How could she have gotten drunk in such a situation? This is suicide. " Thinking of how Jian Menglin had almost died on the operating table, Luo Jiajie became more serious.

"..." Jian Ruoyu lowered her head. Actually, she also knew what happened between her sister and Nangong Ao. But he felt that it had something to do with him.

"Menglin needs to be in the ICU for 2 days to observe. If there are no other symptoms, she can be transferred back to the ordinary ward. She has signs of heart failure and can no longer be stimulated. " Luo Jie said seriously.

"Thank you Uncle Luo, we will definitely take good care of Menglin." The one who answered was Jian Hanyu, who supported Jian Ruoyu, who was teetering on the verge of collapse.

Nangong Ao had been silent all along, no one knew what he was thinking.

After 48 hours, Jian Menglin escaped from danger and was sent to an ordinary ward. Jian Ruoyu's worry was slightly relieved.

"Ah!" When he turned around and saw Nangong Ao, he was quite frightened.

"You …" Just as he was about to curse out loud, he realized he looked much more haggard. His resolute chin even grew a beard, and the dark circles under his eyes were very obvious.

His heart throbbed for some reason. "Look at your sister. Uncle Luo said she might wake up in the morning. I'll go cook some porridge for her. "

When Jian Ruoyu's body brushed past his arm, Nangong Ao instinctively raised his hand, wanting to grab onto her, but he froze in midair and watched her leave without doing anything.

His gaze returned to Jian Menglin's pale face, and her sword-like eyebrows slightly frowned. She was the savior that he had been searching for for three years? But why was she hiding it from him?

Suddenly, her long eyelashes trembled. Nangong Ao hurriedly stepped forward and unconsciously softened his voice. "Menglin, Menglin …"

After struggling for a long time, she finally opened her wings and asked, "Ao, why are you here?"

Her hoarse voice had a special frailty that made one's heart ache, "Menglin, how do you feel? Is there something wrong with you? "

He closed his eyes and shook his head: "What happened to me?"

"You have a heart attack, but you'll be fine when you wake up." He remembered that his benefactor of three years was right in front of him, and he did not feel the joy he had expected.

"I'm sorry I made you worry." Jian Menglin's words were heartbreaking.

"Idiot, what did you say? We're all family, aren't we? " Nangong Ao's eyes showed a trace of gentleness.

"Ao, thank you." Jian Menglin closed her eyes and a tear fell from the corner of her eye.

After staying in the hospital for a week, Jian Menglin was discharged today.

Her family had all come to pick her up, except for the person she hoped for the most.

Unable to hide her disappointment, Jian Ruoyu raised her eyebrows and laughed. "Sis, let's go back quickly. Aunt Zhou has cooked a lot of delicious food."

He pinched her pretty nose and said, "You greedy little cat."

Jian Ruoyu shouted exaggeratedly, "People eat like the heavens! Enjoying delicious food is one of the greatest joys in life."

"The procedures have been completed. Let's go." Jian Hanyu picked up a bag with one hand.

"Let's go, Sis. I'm telling you …" Along the way, Jian Ruoyu chirped like a little sparrow, doing her best to tell Jian Menglin some interesting things to make her happy.

He scolded Nangong Ao like a pig's head in his heart, he actually didn't come to pick up his sister. This is too much, too hateful. In order not to provoke her sister, she didn't dare to ask what Nangong Ao said to her.

But his sister's uncontrollable behavior must have something to do with him.

If he dared to hurt his elder sister again, she would definitely not let him off!

Jian Ruoyu and Jian Menglin were both shocked when they pushed open the door. The originally elegant living room was filled with fresh flowers. The fragrance assailed their nostrils, and it was as beautiful as a fairyland. The multicolored petals were spread into a huge heart shape, and Nangong Ao was holding a bunch of blue demoness.

The sunlight poured down on him, softening the edges, making him look like a prince from a fairy tale.

"Amy, are you willing to marry me?"

No extra prefixes, no sweet talk, straight to the point.

Jian Menglin was stunned on the spot with disbelief in her eyes.

Jian Ruoyu, who was at the side, was quite surprised as well. She did not expect Nangong Ao to arrange a marriage proposal with her sister in such an elaborate manner.