Chapter 309

Feng Xuelan had a nightmare. She dreamed that many people were chasing Zong Mingzhe. Zong Mingzhe was shot again and again, and finally fell in a pool of blood.

She ran desperately, but she couldn't get close to him. She could only watch him lying there from a distance, just like those people who had been shot by her

Lowering her head, she held the familiar sniper gun in her own hand and raised her head. She saw Zong Mingzhe running in front of her again. Raise the gun and Zong Mingzhe's figure appears in the sight.

Don't pull the trigger! Don't kill him!

Feng Xuelan screamed at herself desperately, but she couldn't make a sound. She couldn't even control her fingers.

Shot after shot, the bullet hit Zong Mingzhe's body. He fell in a pool of blood again and didn't move

Why? Why?

She desperately called his name, but he refused to open his eyes to look at her, just lying there quietly and motionless

Zong Mingzhe! Zong Mingzhe!

Suddenly woke up.

The wind and snow LAN stared at the strange ceiling and came back from the nightmare for a long time.

But the reality in her mind is more terrible than a nightmare!

She quickly turned over and got up from the bed. At this time, there was a dull pain in the back of her neck. The wind and snow LAN took a breath of cold air, covered her neck, and then remembered what happened outside the intensive care unit.

"Damn it!" Feng Xuelan complained fiercely. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Qin huhao knocking on her neck standing outside the door.

Four eyes relative, Qin huhao saw the wind and snow LAN covering his neck and hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I..."

Feng Xuelan rushed forward, grabbed his collar and roared, "if you really feel sorry for me, tell me what happened quickly!"

"Xuelan, calm down."

A familiar voice came from one side. Feng Xuelan turned his head and saw that the speaker was he Yaoshi.

He Yaoshi's pale face showed more fatigue. He came and pulled the wind and snow LAN back to the room.

Close the door, he Yaoshi asks Feng Xuelan to sit down and tell her the details.

"Mingzhe hasn't woke up yet. Not only are you worried, but we are all worried, but it's useless to worry now. Many medical experts, including Li Qinghui, have been called to consult Mingzhe. According to what they know now, Mingzhe's trauma won't cause life danger. But his head was hit violently and he lost too much blood Both conditions can cause his current coma. The doctors can't determine the specific cause, so they haven't been able to find an effective treatment. "

He Yaoshi spoke in a very organized way. No matter how complex and difficult it was to explain, it became easy to understand in his mouth.

Violent impact... Excessive blood loss

At least for these two cases, fengxuelan is clear.

On the battlefield, she had seen people who were unconscious due to head impact. Even if there were no obvious scars on their appearance, such people would still die.

She sees more cases of excessive blood loss. Such people will convulse and coma. Even if they receive blood transfusion in time, they may not be able to be saved.

"Xuelan, you know Li Qinghui and how powerful he is. Now there are many doctors as powerful as Li Qinghui trying to treat Mingzhe. We should believe in their ability and believe that they can save Mingzhe. Do you understand?"

He Yaoshi said this, but found that Feng Xuelan's expression was a little dull.

At this moment, Feng Xuelan's mind is full of those "deaths" she has seen.

She doesn't believe what he Yaoshi said, and she doesn't believe those powerful doctors. She hopes what he Yaoshi said is true and that the doctors are as powerful as God

But she can't help thinking about those "deaths", because from childhood, she has seen too many deaths, whether those who died in the hands of others or those who died in her own hands, it's... Too many

No one knows better than her how fragile a "person" is, and no one knows better than her how hasty a life can disappear.

With the bang of a gun, others can die, and she can die herself.

She even experienced death and knew it was only in the blink of an eye

"Xuelan? Fengxuelan!" he Yaoshi didn't know what fengxuelan was thinking. He found that the girl's eyes seemed to have become elusive to him in just a few seconds.

When he called, the wind and snow suddenly came back to her senses. She stood up and walked out, but she was pulled by he Yaoshi.

"Where are you going?" he Yaoshi asked.

"Go... Go to him..."

She wants to look at him, at least he's still alive

He Yaoshi finally understood the girl's eyes. The despair in her eyes was so painful

He Yaoshi took a pair of slippers and put them on Feng Xuelan. Feng Xuelan realized that she had been running around barefoot just now.

She smiled bitterly, thinking that if Zong Mingzhe saw it, he would smile again, mess up her findings, and say "fool" in his low and pleasant voice

"You're a fool, you know?"

Standing outside the glass wall, the wind and snow billows said to Zong Mingzhe who was lying inside, "I had a dream that I killed you. Guess why? Hum, because I think you're weak! You're weak when you're injured and still lie here. You're weak! Tell me, where are your usual abilities? You don't have to fight with me and protect me. You think I don't know if I'm hurt? I'm the only one I will not get hurt! Not only will I not get hurt, I will laugh at you! I will laugh at you all my life! "

quiet.

Only the instruments around him made a monotonous noise.

"You say, do you want face? If you don't get up, I'll laugh at you all my life!"

Drop drop drop drop drop——

In response to her, there was still only the sound of the machine.

The voice seemed to detonate the anger in Feng Xuelan's heart. She finally broke out, rushed forward, and hit the damn glass between them with her fist with all her strength!

"Zong Mingzhe! Zong Mingzhe! Wake up! Zong Mingzhe!"

He Yaoshi and Qin huhao hurried forward to hold her, but Feng Xuelan struggled desperately!

Roar! Struggle!

Tears rushed out, blurred his sight, his voice became hoarse and blocked between his throat

Finally, Feng Xuelan was subdued by the two men and dragged out.

In the corridor, the wind and snow burst into tears.

Her voice, he can't hear, her call, he can't hear. He can't open his arms to hold her, he can't smile at her, he can't talk, he can't even open his eyes to see he