"Peng..."
Two cars collided, and the world was spinning instantly. A huge sound rang in their ears, and the people in the car panicked, "Mr. Ye..."
The road was chaotic, and cars honked one after another. Soon, an ambulance came and put the bloody people in the car on stretchers.
Nanzhi heard the maid's aunt say: "The hospital called. My husband was in a car accident."
Nanzhi's expression was confused and blank. It wasn't until the maid packed her things to go to the hospital that Nanzhi came to his senses: "I'm going, I'm going."
Tears streamed down her face. Dad was in a car accident. Dad was in a car accident anyway...
dad……
She felt very uncomfortable, as if there were many stones placed in her heart, and it was so heavy that she could not breathe.
"I want to go, I want to see dad, dad, dad..." Nanzhi grabbed the servant's clothes and pulled tightly with both hands.
If I didn’t follow Aunt Wan back to China, why would there be a car accident? Will dad die? Will he die?
Just thinking about it made Nanzhi feel pain in her heart. It hurt so much that her eyes were blurred by tears and she could only drag the maid.
"Miss, be good, now is not the time to play. Please stay at home. Your husband will be fine." The servant said with a headache.
"No, no, I want to go..." Nanzhi cried until she hiccupped and insisted on following. She was very scared, very scared.
That strong fear filled her young mind, and a picture appeared in front of her eyes. Sister Shirley was at home, and suddenly she learned that her father had been in a car accident and died after resuscitation failed.
She was young, so the funeral was completed with the help of relatives she didn't know. She stood at the funeral in a daze and couldn't even cry. The adults next to her said that Shirley was a hard-hearted person and would not even care if her father died. I know how to cry.
She never saw her father for the last time, and she would never see him again. Shirley always felt that this was a dream, a nightmare from which she would never wake up.
"Okay, but you must be obedient and don't run around." The servant was also exhausted and had no choice but to take her with him.
Nanzhi was brought to the operating door by the servant aunt. There were many people gathered at the operating door, whispering and discussing with each other.
When he saw Nanzhi, he glanced at it and moved away.
Some of them had pity in their eyes. If Mr. Ye really went, this little girl would be an orphan, without a father or a mother.
Nanzhi stood among this group of people. They were so tall and big, and the little Nazhi was so inconspicuous.
This scene almost overlaps with the funeral.
"Why did you bring the child?" Zhang Biyun said with a frown, a rare seriousness on his usually carefree face.
Nanzhi raised her head and looked at Zhang Biyun, "Uncle, my dad won't die, right?" Her voice was tender and trembling, like a baby bird stretching its neck and chirping in the nest, but she didn't know that the big bird wouldn't. came back.
Meet the fate of a young bird, starving to death and being eaten by natural enemies...
From now on, her fate will be different.
Zhang Biyun's eyes flashed with complicated emotions, including pity and sigh. He knelt down and said, "It's okay. Shirley's father will be fine."
Nanzhi wanted to laugh, but her face seemed to be disobedient. She couldn't laugh, tears fell, and she bit her lips tightly to keep from crying.
Nanzhi, don’t cry, don’t cry, dad is fine.
Sister Shirley, if you don’t cry, if you don’t cry, everything will be fine.
The system sighed. After all, he was young and could easily be infected by the original owner's emotions.
People came and went at the surgery door in waves.
The little person of Nanzhi stood at the door of the operation, looking at the door of the operating room.
The person who had been accompanying Nanzhi was Zhang Biyun. He thought for a while and called Wan Menglin over. After all, she was a woman and she would be better at coaxing children than him.
Wan Menglin rushed to the hospital with a sad look on her face, "How is Mr. Ye?"
"It's not out yet. It's probably a little serious. Just keep an eye on the child." Zhang Biyun said.
Wan Menglin nodded and walked over. She saw Ye Shirley standing there, small and motionless like a sculpture.
Wearing a cute princess saffron skirt and a sparkling diamond hairpin on her head, she is still so sparkling, but now, she doesn't seem so sparkling.
"Shirley, sit down for a while." Wan Menglin said to Nanzhi gently. Nanzhi turned her head slowly and saw clearly that it was Aunt Wan. She said in a hoarse voice: "Aunt Wan, can you leave? I'm afraid of blaming you. , but dad said, it’s not polite.”
A sentence came out of Nanzhi's heart, it was Aunt Wan, it was Aunt Wan who harmed her father, it was her, it was her...
But Nanzhi also felt that her father did not return to China with her, not counting that Aunt Wan had harmed her father...
Two voices were fighting in Nanzhi's heart.
Wan Menglin:? ? ! !
what?
Blame me?
Children are really unreasonable, but what can children understand and what reasoning can they make?
"Shirley, auntie, please give you a hug. Mr. Ye must be fine." Wan Menglin hugged her. Something really happened to Mr. Ye, and Shirley was also suffering.
Who would have thought that a child like a little princess would encounter these things? Life is unpredictable!
Nanzhi was held in Wan Menglin's arms, motionless, looking at the door of the operating room. Zhang Biyun on the side looked at this scene with a trace of relief on his face.
"Ding dong..."
The operating light went out and the operating door opened. Nanzhi broke away from Wan Menglin's arms and ran to the doctor's uncle: "Dad, is my dad okay?"
The doctor looked down at the child and said to Zhang Biyun: "The child was rescued, but the injury was serious. The brain was bruised and the calf was shattered. It will take a long time to recover."
"As long as everything is fine, it's fine. It's fine as long as everything is fine." Zhang Biyun exhaled and said.
"Dad, Dad..." Nanzhi saw her father being pushed out. His father had a thick bandage on his head, blood was oozing out, and he was unconscious.
She ran after the bed, tears streaming down her face.
Ye Yanshan was pushed into a single ward, and Nanzhi stayed by his father's side for fear that he would disappear.
Great, great, dad is not dead and is back alive.
Brother System said that Dad was in danger of death. Has the death disaster passed?
"Miss, come back with me." The servant arranged the things he brought and whispered to Nanzhi.
Nanzhi shook his head: "I want to stay with dad."
The servant was really not as stubborn as her master. She could only stay with the child and did not dare to put the child in the hospital. If she lost the child, her life would not be enough to pay for it.
After spending a lot of energy, Nanzhi felt relieved suddenly when she learned that her father was not dead. Fatigue flooded into her heart. She yawned, huddled on the sofa in the ward and fell asleep.
The servant covered Nanzhi with a thin blanket and looked at the child with tear stains on his face and wet eyelashes, which was pitiful.
After Zhang Biyun looked at Ye Yanshan, he told his servant to call him if anything happened.
He turned around to look at Ye Yanshan's driver and asked the doctor about the driver's condition.
