Chapter 104 What solution?

Lu Wenchuan lowered his head and saw that it was his grandfather's phone and was stunned. "Sorry, I'm going to answer the phone."

"Okay." Sang Yijia also saw it, but didn't say it out loud.

Not long after the news about Lu Wenchuan was sent out, the Sang family came over.

Sang's mother was the first to run in. As soon as she came in, she rushed to Sang Yijia and hugged them tightly, "Jiajia, Jiajia, you finally woke up."

"Mom, what's wrong?" Sang Yijia regained her previous memories. All the memories of the past twenty years came to mind. She really grew up in Sang's family.

It's just that the time of awakening each time before was different, so Sang Yijia couldn't really treat them as her own family members, and she didn't dare to show her true feelings.

Sang Yijia longed for family love before she was born in a book, but the dean's mother said that they had lost it, so they should stop thinking about it and think about the future.

Later, Sang Yijia was eager for friendship and would almost never refuse requests from classmates and roommates during college...

Later, Sang Yijia gradually understood that family love and friendship are both hard to ask for. If you can get it, cherish it. If you can't get it, forget it.

Now seeing Sang's mother crying so sadly, Sang Yijia's heart clenched, "Mom, I'm fine."

"Stop crying."

Listening to his wife's cry, Sang Zheng couldn't help but wipe the tears from his eyes, "Jia Jia woke up, we should be happy."

But Sang Zheng just couldn't control his tears. At first, he just shed a few tears, but after he opened his mouth, it was like a flood and he couldn't stop it.

Sang Qiwu was so frightened that he quickly found a pack of tissue paper and handed it over, "Dad, don't cry."

"My little sister is fine and not dead yet."

Sang Qiwen slapped him on the back of the head, "If you can't speak, don't speak."

"Mom, Dad, eldest and second brothers, please go out first. We will do a check-up." Sang Qibo ran over and had not yet breathed a sigh of relief, but he was always the calmest person in front of his family.

So, Sang Qibo straightened his clothes, took a breath quietly, and then opened the door and came in.

"Third brother, I thought you came in." Sang Qiwu covered the back of his head in pain, but he was afraid that Sang Qibo would hit someone and quickly hid aside.

"Third brother, why are you here too?" Sang Yijia still doesn't know what happened, but the whole family has come over.

She blinked, wondering if it was because the master had changed the main track in the book that he couldn't tolerate it and planned to let her die of cancer?

Sang Yijia licked her lips uneasily, lowered her head to look at Sang's mother, "Mom, what's wrong with me?"

"Jiajia, you're okay." Sang's mother calmed down. She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and shook her head gently. She couldn't help but hug Sang Yijia gently again. "All Jiajia's examinations are

normal."

"Really?" Sang Yijia was dubious, and finally raised his eyes to look at his third brother, trying to see something from his eyes. Unfortunately, Sang Qibo was very cold, and Sang Yijia couldn't see anything.

"Mom, Dad, eldest and second brothers, please go out first. Third brother is going to examine me." Sang Yijia took a deep breath and was mentally prepared.

Sang Qibo also started to persuade, "Mom, go and comfort Dad. My little sister is fine."

"Okay." Sang's mother looked at Sang Zheng who was already crying like Meng Jiangnu. Her face immediately turned cold. She stepped forward and pinched his ears, "Why are you crying?"

"Nothing is wrong with my daughter."

"Wife..." Sang Zheng felt aggrieved, "I couldn't hold it back."

Sang Qiwen rubbed his temples with a headache. Fortunately, this floor was a top-level VIP room and there were no nurses or doctors around.

"Dad, please take a moment." Sang Qiwen took a few tissues from Sang Zheng's hand and handed them over, "I'm going to come over to see my little sister later."

"This will make my little sister very worried."

Sang Zheng stopped crying immediately and calmly said, "Yes, you are right."

"Jiajia just woke up, we can't let her worry anymore."

In the ward.

Sang Qibo closed the door to the ward, took the medical record and looked at Sang Yijia, "How do you feel now?"

"Well, very good, there is no problem." Sang Yijia just went to the master's consciousness to read the plot.

The current plot is blank.

The master said that it could no longer control the development of the story.

Next, it’s up to Sang Yijia to complete the story.

As for the ending of the story, the master doesn't know yet, so everything just goes as it should.

"Did you feel uncomfortable before you fell into coma?" Listening to Sang Yijia's answer, Sang Qibo's eyebrows tightened and he asked the next question.

Sang Yijia snorted, "Did everything go dark?"

After a pause, Sang Yijia thought of something, "Actually, I was somewhat conscious when I first arrived at the hospital."

"Then it disappeared."

"It's like being locked in a dark room."

Sang Qibo nodded and signaled Sang Yijia to continue.

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In the corridor of the hospital, the windows were always open, and the night wind blew in slowly, lifting the broken hair on Lu Wenchuan's forehead.

"Grandpa," Lu Wenchuan knew that Mr. Lu must have been watching the live broadcast at home, and also knew that Sang Yijia was unconscious, "Jiajia woke up, there is nothing wrong."

Mr. Lu was about to ask what was going on when he suddenly heard the good news and relaxed completely, "Just wake up."

"I have arranged a flight for tomorrow." Mr. Lu continued, "We should also make it clear about the matter between us and the Sang family."

When the Sang family learned that Sang Yijia had lost his memory, they asked Lu Wenchuan not to go see Sang Yijia. Mr. Lu understood this method of protection very well.

Of course, my grandson feels sorry for him. He has been paying attention to the news about the little girl Sang Yijia over the years, and Mr. Lu also knows about it.

But Mr. Lu never thought that Lu Wenchuan would develop a different kind of affection for the little girl of the Sang family.

"Grandpa, I will take care of my affairs." Lu Wenchuan replied forcefully.

Mr. Lu was unhappy, "How do you want to deal with it?"

"Are you asking for forgiveness from the Sang family in a low voice?" Mr. Lu was angry, "We in the Lu family don't have this kind of way to ask for forgiveness!"

Not to be outdone, Lu Wenchuan asked, "What about you, grandpa?"

"What are you going to tell the Sang family?"

"Using power to make people surrender?" If the Sang family had surrendered, they would not have made this request more than ten years ago.

Suddenly, Mr. Lu was stunned.

"Grandpa," Lu Wenchuan softened his tone, "I will handle it well."

"Just listen to me, okay?"

Mr. Lu did not answer.

Lu Wenchuan looked up at the starless night sky, only to see a thin dark cloud drifting past, and soon a small crescent moon appeared in the night sky.

Orange and hazy.

Very unreal.

Just like that night that year.

If Mr. Lu had known that Lu Wenchuan had the idea of ​​getting married, he wouldn't have said he would have ignored it! I regret it!
Chapter completed!