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.
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