Shui Anluo is always staring at the person on the bed, her lips are trembling, not to mention her hands.

"Go and get the potion."

"Master, I haven't tried yet." The director exclaimed, but looking at Shui Anluo, he didn't know what position he would take to refute the decision.

He's dead, isn't he?

After the director left, Shui Anluo went to look at the person lying on the bed, and then slowly stretched out his hand to help him fasten his clothes.

"Baby, my mother didn't want to take you to this world. No one has the right to take you away except my mother." Shui Anluo said, his action is more and more slow, as if he is treating a work of art.

An Xinyue cried out of breath, kneeling beside the bed, tightly holding Chu Luoni's hand, so good, he will die, so can still accompany him.

"No one has rights, no one!" Water Anluo said, the director has run back, a transparent liquid medicine to water Anluo.

Shui Anluo reaches for it. It's their latest research. No one knows the effect.

But God didn't give her time to experiment.

"Do you know why mom hated being a soldier the most? Your grandfather is, your father is, and now, you are, too. This dress is fighting for your life with me at any time. No matter in the light or in the dark, I'm fighting with it. I'm afraid that when I open my eyes, someone will tell me that your grandfather has an accident, your father can't come back, and you have an accident, but now, prove that it has won, right? " Shui Anluo said, slowly took out the medicine, "but mom doesn't want to give up, so, baby, mom, please don't give up, OK?"

An Xinyue looks up at Shui Anluo with tears streaming down her face. The director wipes her tears silently and looks to one side.

Shui Anluo found the blood vessel on his arm and gently pricked the needle in. "Your two comrades in arms have died. When your father knew the news, I saw that his legs were soft. I didn't expect that one day, you would scare your father's legs too."

The little bit of liquid into his body, along with the tears of Shui Anluo fell on his arm.

"Baby, if you give up and Mian Mian loses, we can't afford to lose, you know?" Shui Anluo still whispered, as if he was communicating with his son.

"When Mianmian has an accident, Doubao will blame herself all her life. She's your favorite sister, isn't she? Do you want her to live in remorse and pain all her life? "

The liquid was slowly injected, and the person lying on the bed still had no reaction.

All the people outside hold their breath, waiting for the result inside.

On the instrument, there was no change in the straight line. His body was still cold and piercing.

An Xinyue sat on the ground, the sadness on her face slowly disappeared, and then she lay down beside the bed and closed her eyes, "OK, I'll accompany you, I'll accompany you."

"Xinyue." The director gave a low cry and hurriedly went over to help an Xinyue who fell down. He reached out and touched her forehead. "I'm sick." It's like chuluoni who fell down suddenly six hours ago. Coma means the beginning of the disease.

Shuianluo's hand trembled slightly. The needle in her hand hurt her skin. The blood flowed down the back of her hand, but she didn't feel any pain.

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