Chapter 355: Mo Jingshen, I'm Afraid

Feng Ling came over and shook the head of Ji Nuan's bed, wanting to feed Ji Nuan some soup.

Ji Nuan didn't open her mouth, but silently looked in the direction of the door. After a long silence, she asked, "He injured his cervical spine and spinal nerve, will he still wake up?"

Feng Ling's hand on the spoon tightened.

Although Ji Nuan did not study medicine, she definitely understood the most basic common sense of the human body.

The spine and cervical spine are both key parts of the brain. Even if Mr. Mo did not hurt the vital parts, it is indeed a miracle that he could save his life in such a major car accident. Whether he can wake up or not is indeed unknown.

The doctor also said that there is only a 30% certainty that if Mr. Mo can't hold on, the result of the treatment is likely to be drowsy.

But these can't be said to Ji Nuan at all.

But even if he doesn't say it now, Ji Nuan can guess.

Feng Ling was quiet for a moment, sat beside the bed, and handed the bowl to her mouth: "Mrs. Mo has been in the hospital for the past few days. She made the soup by herself and brought it to you by herself. You drink some first."

Mrs. Mo?

Ji Nuan glanced at the chicken soup in the bowl.

Sure enough, Ms. Wanzhu's cooking skills are really good, just smelling like this has the demeanor of a chef.

She couldn't imagine how Wanzhu felt when she was suffering from the pain of losing her son and the pain of her daughter-in-law's miscarriage, and insisted on making soup for her.

"Drink some, Mrs. Mo's pain and worry will not be less than you, but she is really strong, for Mr. Mo, you have to hold on, especially you, you must take good care of your body now, and you drink this soup If it does, Madam Mo will feel better."

Ji Nuan took a sip obediently, and it was really delicious, light but not tasteless.

"How long will it take for him to get through the dangerous period?" Ji Nuan couldn't drink it after a few sips, she asked in a hoarse voice.

Knowing that she couldn't drink now, Feng Ling put the bowl aside and replied, "I don't know, we still need observation and follow-up treatment. After getting the news, Dr. Qin has already rushed over. You can rest assured about the medical environment in the United States. As long as there is a first-line possibility, They will use the best medicine and the best medical means to save Mr. Mo."

Feng Ling has already spoken to this point, even if Ji Nuan's heart is broken, he can only maintain the surface calm.

They don't want her to be too sad, and now the sadness is just superfluous. The only thing she can do is not to let them worry about her more.

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After another week, Mo Jingshen was still in a coma, and was even rescued after being critically ill several times.

During this period, Ji Nuan could not sleep well every day and every night. As long as she closed her eyes, it was the scene of the black Bentley rushing in front of her. The huge crash and the shock of the sky shocked her again and again. Then she woke up again and again. Can't sleep either.

The news she has learned from Feng Ling these days is that Su Xueyi died, in the car with the spontaneous combustion system. When the Los Angeles police came to investigate, they did preconceived that there was some holiday between Su Xueyi and Ji Nuan, and because Emotionally unstable and too extreme, she wanted to die with Ji Nuan, but in the end she died in the exploding car.

When the police went to Su's house to collect evidence, Mr. Su and Su Zhilan didn't say much, only Su Zhilan said distressedly when facing the media that Su Xueyi was the cousin who had the best relationship with him. Will think of such an extreme way to die with others...

Su Xueyi was blamed for every single thing, and there was no proof. Although the case was not concluded hastily, the police had basically confirmed the situation, so the intensity of continuing to search for the truth was not so serious.

Even if Ji Nuan wanted to confront Su Zhilan now, she couldn't go out in the hospital, and Mo Jingshen didn't wake up. She didn't have the energy to identify or accuse. After all, she really had no evidence in her hands.

Su Zhilan's use of Su Xueyi was really good, everything was so natural,

Even the police with a keen sense of smell could not detect the difference.

But the murderer who caused her miscarriage, Ji Nuan will not let go even if she dies!

Day by day, Ji Nuan was unable to get up from the beginning, but after a few days, he could walk around in the ward, and after half a month, he could occasionally go to Mo Jingshen's intensive care unit to stay in a daze. This ward has no glass and can't see. She could only feel the man who was a few meters away from her through the wall, but she felt inexplicably so far away.

The first sentence Ji Nuan wakes up every day is to ask, "Is Mo Jingshen awake?"

The answer was shaking his head.

Ji Nuan couldn't imagine that he had been in a coma for nearly 20 days, but he could probably hear from the doctors' occasional conversations that they said that the worst result was to fall asleep forever.

The winter night in Los Angeles was really cold. Ji Nuan stood outside the door of Mo Jingshen's ward, across the wall, raising her hand to touch the cold wall. The lights inside the wall had been out for a long time, but she still refused to leave.

She just wanted to be here with him, waiting for him to wake up and open his eyes.

Being separated by the wall for many days in a row, Ji Nuan remembered the relationship between his previous life and Mo Jingshen. It was so simple for a person to disappear in life. Mo Jingshen disappeared so completely in those ten years, just like now, silently .

Fate is like playing a big joke with Ji Nuan. She thought that she had regained everything she lost in her previous life, but now she seems to be pulling away bit by bit.

Mo Jingshen from his previous life could return to China safe and sound ten years later, so how could he stay asleep all the time now?

Two more days later, Ji Nuan squatted outside Mo Jingshen's ward by herself while no one was there in the middle of the night. She looked at the moonless night sky outside the window and waited longer for him to wake up.

Until Ji Nuan had recovered enough to be discharged from the hospital, it had been a month since the day of the car accident.

Mo Jingshen has also slept for a month.

Three days ago, the doctor said that he had passed the dangerous period, and all aspects of his life had stabilized, but when will he wake up, maybe he will wake up tomorrow, or maybe he will never wake up for the rest of his life.

Ji Nuan wanted to stay with him all the time in the hospital, but was forcibly brought back to the Mo family in Los Angeles by Wan Zhu. With Ji Nuan, Wan Zhu felt that Mo Jingshen was there, and she felt at ease when she saw Ji Nuan. She didn't want Ji Nuan to be in the cold. In the hospital every day and every night in a daze.

Ji Nuan was lying in the bedroom where Mo Jingshen once slept, knowing that his mobile phone was unanswered, but still called him three times a day.

Shut down every time.

Ji Nuan followed Wan Zhu to the hospital again, but the ward was still not allowed to enter at will.

She hadn't seen him for a month.

Ji Nuan squatted in the corridor, holding her mobile phone, and texting Mo Jingshen.

She only made one sentence.

[Mo Jingshen, I am afraid. 】

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(There will be no amnesia stalks, please don't use your over-speculation plot to swipe the screen.)