Jane cried for a while and now she was much better.
Jamie took out a new white checked handkerchief to wipe her tears. Jane looked to Sanford.
Sanford was in his fifties, older than her father, looking at her from a rare sight.
Jane was a face-saving person, but she cried like that.
She felt ashamed and when she found Sanford was looking at her, she flushed. She cleverly asked, "Hello, Sanford, I'm Jane, please help my father."
Sanford wanted to signal to push Yates into the intensive care unit.
He read Yates' operation report, and lost in thought.
Jane looked at him with longing eyes.
The girl's eyes had been crying and were now wet and bright with water.
"Doctors here did a good job with the first aid and the operation was quite successful. Nothing was to be quibbled about. When the patient wakes up, it really depends on the time and his will to live."
He looked at Jane and said quietly, "Stay here with your father and talk to him more about the important things between you two. It will be very helpful to arouse the patient's will."
Then he reached out his hands and patted Jamie's arm and said, "Jamie, I have something else to do. I'm leaving now. There is nothing I can do to help, but the patient's will is the main thing."
Jane's hope disappeared again.
She just sat there, watching Yates lying on the hospital bed.
Yates was tied with gauze around his head, lifeless lying there, eyes closed, and face pale.
Jamie looked at her with some worry and said, "Jane, I'm going to see Sanford off."
He didn't know whether Jane heard it or not. She didn't react at all, just like a statue never moved.
Jamie saw Sanford to the door and said, "Thank you for coming here, Sanford."
Sanford said, "Now it's up to him. If he wakes up, you can call me."
Jamie nodded.
Sanford gave a narrow wink and said, "Is this your declaration of the fiancee?"
In front of the elder, Jamie was picked on this topic by him. He touched his nose slightly in embarrassment and said, "Come on, Sanford, don't make fun of me."
"I am looking forward to your wedding."
Sanford left and Jamie stood by the door for a while.
He turned to look into the room. Jane still kept the original sitting position, very straight and clever. Jamie felt that the figure was thin and sorry for her.
He never expected that, last night Jane was drugged, now came the accident of Yates.
In fact, last night, he almost lost control. Reporters broke in, took photos and videos.
By his nature, these videos and photos could not have been sent.
However, thinking of this girl's age and gentle personality, he did not know when he would marry her.
It would be better to take advantage of the power of public opinion to fix the marriage.
But he did not think that Yates was unmoved at all to his family.
Then he had the news removed.
It didn't work, so he decided to try something else.
However, there were no other thoughts in his mind. He just wanted to accompany Jane, waiting for Yates to wake up.
Jamie looked at Yates in the bed and silently sighed in the heart.
"Future father-in-law, you better wake up quickly, as long as you wake up, I will have a chance to pursue your daughter, pursue my own happiness."
Jamie pulled up a chair and sat down beside Jane.
He accompanied her, but Jane did not move.
The ward was a VIP ward arranged under the help of Aaron, which was spacious and bright and comfortable, but now Jane was not in a mood.
After a while, Jane spoke in a hoarse voice, "Jamie, when will my father wake up? Have I ever told you that Xenia is not my biological mother?"
Jamie thought everyone can tell it.
Xenia only had her own daughter in her eyes.
"Well," Jamie said, "you did not tell me."
"My mom died giving birth to me. My dad and I lived together. My dad was the most important person in the world to me. I haven't grown up. I haven't been dutiful to him. My father must be fine."
She looked at Jamie as if she had made up her mind. Her eyes were still red.
"Did the surveillance get in? I want to find out who want to kill my dad, and I'm not going to let that person go!"
At that moment, Jane was determined and full of strength.
She took Yates's hand and said gently, "Dad, I like Feng City. You wanted me to study here. My admission score is definitely enough. I'll apply for this school, but as soon as you wake up, okay?"
Her tears kept flowing, Jane wiped it, but more and more tears came out.
"Damn it, why can't I control my tears? I don't want to cry, Jamie, I am telling the truth."
Jamie stood up, squatted down in front of her, looked at her, and stretched out his hand with a handkerchief for her thin wipe away the tears.
A handkerchief was wet, but Jane's tears were still running down.
Jamie sighed and said, "Jane, don't cry. If you keep crying, I will kiss you."
The Internet said that, to let a girl stop crying was to kiss her. Kiss her until she stopped crying.
Jane's voice was a little crying. She said, "Jamie, are you kidding? I'm not in the mood. I didn't want to cry, but the tears wouldn't stop themselves."
After these words, her lip was covered by soft lips. Jamie's face was close at hand, and his fine eyelashes were very long and warped, which seemed to scratch her face.
Jane was shocked, feeling strange but a little familiar.
Last night it seemed that they had kissed like that.
Jane felt her lips itchy. The hot breath was on her cheeks. She felt crazy.
Jane reached out her hand and beat Jamie's strong chest.
Jamie wanted to frighten the girl, but just a little taste kept him continuing. Yesterday's her sweet taste made him want more.
Jane angrily opened her mouth and bite Jamie, Jamie's lips broken, the smell of red rust spread between the lips and teeth of two people.
Jamie was in pain, and his consciousness had become sober.
He let go of Jane, Jane got free, gulping breath, with cheeks flushed. She was angry and shy.