Mu Jingcheng reaches out her hand to wipe away her tears and throws her away in disgust. In addition to blocking her sight, she doesn't want Qu Shaochen to find that she is crying. She can't let him worry or distract him. She wants to let this man know his strength and let him know that no matter what happens, she can fight with him and face it together!
"Last night I was thinking..." Mu Jingcheng pulled the corner of his lips. Although it was wet in his eyes, he didn't get any more water. "If you ask me to marry you, shall I promise..."
Speaking of this, she laughed at herself.
"But then I remembered that you old fox had already married me home!" After a pause, she continued, "Why are you so treacherous? How can I be so sure that I will like you and that I will marry you? "
In response to her, it was still the cold air, the sound of the collision of the instruments in the doctor's hand, and the tearing heartbeat of the orange.
She regretted her indifference, anger and even hatred towards him the other day.
Think of their own unreasonable, think of his own those doting, she would like to smoke a few ears of their own, so that they wake up, so that they know how much that man loves her!
But now Is it too late to come now?
"Qu Shaochen..." Mu Jingcheng called his name softly, "don't leave me, OK?" She looked at him with tears in her eyes
Her hand gently stroked his slightly scurf face, and her heart was in agony.
But just then, the nurse's words suddenly rang, "cardiac arrest..."
Then "di..." All of them stopped at the sound of the noise.
Mu Jingcheng's pale face raised in a moment. Her eyes were not looking at the harsh machine, nor at Qu Shaochen, who was lying in the hospital bed and was slaughtered. She was asking, expecting, and even praying. She looked at the doctor who was in charge of the operation, and her voice trembled and cried, "help him, help him..."
But the doctor did not even lift his head to continue the operation, his eyebrows tightly wrinkled, hand action is not slow, like nothing happened said, "continue!"
Everyone looked at each other, then quickly entered the working state
"Blood pressure 50..."
"Heartbeat 0..."
"Prepare for defibrillation..."
"Cardiac acupuncture has been injected, the patient is unconscious..." Tqr1
is the patient unconscious?
This sentence instantly throws Mujing orange into the hell of the 18th floor.
She looked down at the man in panic. No matter what happened, he would accompany her and spoil her. At this moment, he was dead silent!
At this moment, the air around him seemed to be emptied. Mujing orange even forgot to breathe.
She knelt on the ground with a puff, holding his face in her hands, her forehead on his forehead, and her tears gushed out
She tried to control her emotions, because she knew that at this moment, she could not cry, absolutely could not cry. She believed that he would not leave himself, let alone leave her.
She didn't believe that he would be so irresponsible, let alone so cruel
"Shaochen! Qu Shaochen... " She called his name, the first time so clear, so hard, "you come back! Come back Please stay with me, will you Her voice was trembling and hoarse, but she was still firm and low, "Qu Shaochen You can't be so irresponsible, you can't lie to me like that! You said you would come back, you said you would accompany me, you said we would go on our honeymoon together, you can't break your promise
She touched his face and kissed his forehead like crazy.
More crazy like looking at his eyes, only hope that he can open his eyes to see himself, only hope that he can react to himself, since she knows, he can't!
But she still couldn't believe it was true.
Absolutely not!
"Come back, you liar! Come back and make it clear to me! Please... " Mujing orange's voice is full of crying. After trying to restrain it, the cry and choking mixed together, which makes Mujing orange's cry very strange, like coming from hell, more like coming from distant outer space.
After being suppressed, the strong roar and crazy fear, like a mutant monster, squeezed out of the voice of Mu Jing orange, spread and spread throughout the operating room. Even the nurses and doctors who were doing the operation were moved by her voice, and their eyes turned red
"Professor, do you need to prepare for CPR?" The nurse couldn't help looking at the surgeon who had been performing the operation with his head down and completely ignored the rest of the patients. She was very worried.
"No!" The professor looked up at the clock on the wall, frowned slightly, sewed up the last stitch, moved his hand slightly on the edge of the heart, and then the heart detector behind him began to ring.
The nurse was surprised to see that the original straight line had changed, and her heart suddenly became excited. "Professor, the patient's heart has recovered..."The nurse's words instantly brought the tearful orange back to reality. And the sound of the heart detector, like the singing of an angel, went into her ears.
At this moment, she was suddenly skinned, or even pulled away from her soul. Her whole body was paralyzed, but her mouth was out of control and she said, "asshole!"
With this sentence, her eyes were blocked by tears again.
A nurse picked her up and whispered in her ear, "it's ok..." It's like consolation. It's more like an announcement.
"It's all right?" Mu Jingcheng looked at the nurse in disbelief. "You said Qu Shaochen He... "
"The operation was successful!" The nurse exhaled a sigh of relief, and then turned to see the doctor who had finished the operation and was suturing the wound, "Professor Jiang, right?"
Professor Jiang sewed on the last stitch, and then handed over the finished work to the assistant doctor before turning to Mu Jingcheng, "right!"
At this moment, her tense heart was instantly released, and she was engulfed like a flood. Mu Jingcheng took a look at Qu Shaochen and wanted to reach out to touch his face, but before her hand was lifted up, she was in the dark, and the whole person slowly slipped to the ground
When Mu Jingcheng woke up, he was still lying on the VIP set bed.
The roof is still so pale, the window is still so dark, and the room is still quiet terrible.
turned around as like as two peas and a hundred windows remained closed, just as what she had done when she closed the door, like nothing happened.
Suddenly, like thinking of something, she sat up fiercely. Her brain tried to remember and think hard. Then she frowned tightly, "isn't it Is it a dream