Chapter 314: Is It Him?

Before I could ask any more questions, the plane had already landed.

The cabin door opened quickly, Feng Ling picked up the phone and didn't know who he was calling, but many people came outside the plane in an instant.

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Even after getting off the plane, Mo Jingshen held Ji Nuan's hand all the way and didn't let go. Ji Nuan didn't find a chance to ask him again, and the two were pushed by such a group of people to take Sangsang to the hospital.

The treatment of Mo Jingshen's back wound was not particularly satisfactory in the Cambodian hospital. The doctor arranged an exclusive channel for him and went directly to the operation as soon as he arrived at the hospital.

The operation lasted from 6:30 p.m. U.S. time until 10:00 p.m., because of general anesthesia, Mo Jingshen didn't wake up all night.

The police and the people at the base left after the successful operation. Nan Heng was also convinced that Mo Jingshen's injury was completely fine, and was persuaded by Ji Nuan to return to the base.

Ji Nuan was originally going to stay in the ward to take care of him, but because she just had an operation, Mo Jingshen needed to rest in the sterile ward for a night tonight. She would not be allowed to enter until tomorrow morning. She can't go in now, standing outside the ward, Looking at the man's pale but still deep face when he was sleeping through the huge glass window.

The eyes that Mo Jingshen looked at her before the plane landed kept echoing in his mind.

is it him?

The man who was covered in blood and rescued by her inadvertently by the river in Los Angeles was Mo Jingshen?

Feng Ling went out to buy some daily necessities that Ji Nuan needed temporarily and came back. When he came back, he saw Ji Nuan leaning against the glass window and hadn't left. He went up to persuade her, saying that Mr. Mo had recovered a lot, but the relationship between the anesthetics still remained. She needs to sleep for a day, she will be fine when she wakes up tomorrow, and then she will be taken to the obstetrics and gynecology department for an examination.

After the examination, Ji Nuan's physical condition is not bad, there is no problem, but her mood has fluctuated a lot in recent days. In Chinese words, it means that the fetal air has been affected a little, and it is not very stable. She needs to rest in bed for a few days. Those burns on her hands also need to be handled properly, so Ji Nuan also arranged a comfortable ward on another floor, so that she can not only rest, but also accompany Mo Jingshen here.

Finally, I can settle down and lie down on a bed, and my ears are no longer the sounds of gunshots or explosions that will ring at any time, and I don't need to be threatened with life.

Ji Nuan suddenly couldn't sleep.

After tossing and turning for a long time, I picked up the phone and saw a few missed calls and text messages from Xia Tian who called her the day before.

【What about people? What's wrong with not answering the phone? 】

[I don't plan to come back yet. There is not even a local specialty in Cambodia. Where is it worth your fun? Come back quickly, hundreds of millions of orders are waiting for you, Boss Ji! 】

Ji Nuan went to Cambodia as soon as she returned to Haicheng. She only took time to call Xia Tian and said that she was going to Cambodia for a vacation. Xia Tian thought that she was under too much pressure from studying in T city a few months ago, so she was right. After taking her leave, let her go out and play happily.

This so-called vacation is truly an unforgettable experience.

Ji Nuan smiled and called Xia Tian back.

In the evening in Los Angeles, it was already morning in China. Xia Tian was having a meeting in the studio. Ji Nuan briefly told her about the latest itinerary, and the other party hurriedly said that there was a meeting and then hung up.

Put down the phone, lie back on the bed, pick up the color Doppler test sheet on the side of the bed, and look at the small blur of images on it. When I went to check just now, the doctor said that there was a cute oval shape displayed in the middle. Smaller, just like when a baby is still an embryo.

After watching this for a long time, Ji Nuan's heart gradually calmed down, and she finally felt sleepy.

But this sleep was not long, and he woke up suddenly after only a few hours of sleep.

In the dream, Mo Jingshen was covered in blood. In that cabin, Dali pointed a gun at his forehead. Ji Nuan rushed in like crazy, screaming when the gunshots sounded, but she couldn't make a sound. Come out and watch the blood splatter all over the place...

She didn't even see how Mo Jingshen fell down after being shot,

She only saw the blood dripping all over the ground, and the hot blood seemed to have flowed down to her feet.

There is the smell of disinfectant between the nose. This is the ward of the Los Angeles hospital. The surroundings are plain white and quiet. There is no Dali, no gun, and no blood.

Ji Nuan closed his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed his sweaty temples, letting out a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately it was just a dream.

Ji Nuan lifted the quilt and got out of bed. The brand-new light blue hospital uniform on her body was very soft and comfortable. There were two delicate bags on the escort sofa in the ward. Inside were the clothes Feng Ling bought for her before she left. Those who wore them back from Cambodia, of course, were all thrown away, leaving no trace.

In the dream, Mo Jingshen was injured. Ji Nuan couldn't fall asleep. Even if he took a bath before going to bed, he habitually took a bath to relieve the pressure and went directly into this luxurious single ward. There is a small bathroom.

When I came out of the shower, the fish maw was already white outside the window, and the time had already pointed to six in the morning.

Last night, the doctor said that Mo Jingshen's ward could only be entered after six o'clock. After checking the time, she quickly wiped her hair, and simply brushed her fingers back twice before walking out.

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In the early morning, Los Angeles in this season is also attacked by the cold air of winter like Haicheng. Even though the hospital corridors are air-conditioned, at this time, the cold weather in the empty corridors makes people feel cold and bone-chilling even visually.

With the doctor's permission, Ji Nuan gently opened the door of the ward and walked in through the pale light in the ward.

The curtains in this ward were closed, and it was very quiet, and the sound of the man's breathing could be heard quietly.

She went to the bed.

The light in the ward is not very blazing, it is relatively mild and cool, but it is enough to clearly see the outline of the man's face, although it is half-light and half-dark, it is not very real.

He was much paler, and he had light-colored bruises on his chin, which was even thinner than when he was in China, and the less obvious bruises on his brow bones had not yet faded, but he was still as handsome as anyone else.

America's bustling city, next to the Los Angeles River.

The young man was lying on the white bed with a straight posture. He slept very deeply, his face was calm, his hands were on both sides of the quilt, and there were bloodstains that had been treated with medicine on the backs of his hands.

He just lay here alive.

Outside the window of this ward, the dawn gradually rose in the early morning, and he was lying here quietly, with a pale light falling on his face.

At this moment, Ji Nuan really realized that the man in front of her really walked out with her in the damp cabin, and returned to her safely from Cambodia to the United States.