Chapter 925

Kang Zhimian, who was held in Zhang Cheng's arms, felt very painful at this time. Every blood in his body has been seriously injured by aura.

Kang Zhimian looks at Zhang Cheng holding himself, and feels that this time is really wonderful. He thinks that this time can be stopped forever. But she is also very helpless, she has no way. The only thing he can do now is to look at him again and engrave him in his mind forever.

Zhang Cheng looked at the weak Kang Zhimian in his arms. His inexplicable heartache and guilt flooded him. He could hardly forgive himself this time.

"You have to hold on, you know? You're going to be OK. You're going to be OK. You have to believe me. I'll always be with you. " Zhang Cheng said gently.

But from Zhang Cheng's nervous and trembling voice, we can see that he is really helpless. At this time, he is just like a child. He hugged him tightly, hoping he would not sleep.

He picked him up and left quickly. He wanted to find Qu Jiujiu. He thought Qu Jiujiu must have a way to treat him. He was running fast on the road, and almost did his best.

Looking at his arms slowly weak, and there is no way to help the body. He thinks he's a real jerk at this time.

"I, I'll be fine. Don't worry, you know. I don't want you to worry, so I'll love you. " Kang Zhimian said in a weak voice.

Looking at the woman in her arms, the way she looks at herself is really unbearable. He quickly lowered his head and said, "don't talk. Don't sleep. We'll be there soon."

Zhang Cheng came to Qu Jiujiu with Kang Zhimian in his arms in a hurry. A sudden knock on the door startled Qu Jiujiu who was in the room. He seems to know what's urgent.

"Who? Just a moment. I'll be right here." Qu Jiujiu immediately ran to the door, he opened the door in a hurry, saw what happened in front of him.

Seeing Zhang Cheng holding Kang Zhimian in his arms, he seemed to have expected what had happened. His face suddenly became very ugly, and his brow was tight.

"Jiujiu, you must save him this time. He is dying. I beg you to save him." Zhang Cheng seemed to plead with Qu Jiujiu.

Qu Jiujiu is stunned for a moment. He can guess that he may fail again this time. He suddenly wakes up. He asks Zhang Cheng to hold Kang Zhimian and enter the room quickly.

"Lay it on your back, and I'll come to check on his injury. Be sure to release it slowly. " Qu Jiujiu said carefully.

Zhang Cheng immediately put Kang Zhimian in his arms on the bed. He's a bit at a loss now. He looks at the control ball on the bed, and his heart is stormy.

"You get out of the way, let me see his injury," Qu Jiujiu said to Zhang Cheng, who was standing beside him. Zhang Cheng slowly retreated to the rear. He came out. Pacing back and forth in the living room.

Qu Jiujiu in the room carefully looks at Kang Zhimian's injury. He just gives him a pulse. His body has been seriously injured.

You now know the injury of quilt, even if there is a doctor, maybe he can't save his life. What Qu Jiujiu himself can do now, maybe he can only reduce some pain.

Watching Qu Jiujiu come out of the room, his dignified face and tightening brow make Zhang Cheng's heart tense.

"How's it going? How is his injury? I know you will be able to save him, don't you, Jiujiu? I didn't ask you that. I will let you save him this time. " Zhang Cheng said earnestly.

"Zhang Cheng, calm down. I believe you must understand his injury. He is dying. I can't help it. Go in and have a look at him. He likes you. Don't let him down." Qu Jiujiu is very helpless to say this sentence.

With that, Qu Jiujiu turns his head to one side and slowly puts down his stethoscope. Zhang Cheng's hands on Qu Jiujiu's two arms slowly slide off his arms.

At this time, Zhang Cheng felt as if he really regretted that he shouldn't have let Kang Zhimian do the experiment, he shouldn't have let him be a volunteer, he shouldn't have promised him.

Zhang Cheng dried the tears beside his eyes. He slowly walked into the door and looked at Kang Zhimian lying on the hospital bed. His heart was stormy, but he had to control himself. He didn't want to make him unhappy.

"Hee hee, how do you feel? Jiujiu said that he has a way to cure you, you must be strong to live, you know Zhang Cheng said very gently.

Zhang Cheng knelt by the bed and gently held his hand. Kang Zhimian is really in pain at this time, but when he touches Zhang Cheng's hand, he can be held by his beloved. He died without regret, but time is a little tight.

"Zhang Cheng, don't say that. I know my situation. I'm actually very happy, but I didn't help you this time. I'm a little disappointed," Kang Zhiqiu said, holding Zhang Cheng's hand tightly.

"Zhang Cheng, you are the man I like at the first sight, the man who makes me move. Unfortunately, this seems to be my last time. I really want to live for a long time," Kang Zhimian said.Tears in inadvertently from his eyes, her face more than a clear tears. Now Zhang Chengsi seems to be torn.

"You're OK. You're going to be OK. You have to be strong, you know? I will always be with you, and I will promise you when you survive. " Zhang Cheng's face was also washed with tears.

Kang Zhimian slowly touched Zhang Cheng's face with his own hand. He had never seen him so close. At this time, he thought he was so handsome.

"Zhang Cheng, you give me the phone and help me dial the president's phone," Kang Zhiyu said.

On the spot, he turned on the phone and dialed the president. He handed him to Kang Zhimian on the bed. He turned slowly and stood by the window.

"Hey, I'm a quilt. Now listen to me, I may not be able to accompany you any more. You should be good. You don't blame anyone for this. I'll take my decision, and you don't blame Zhang Cheng, you know." President Kang Zhimian said it.

"What's the matter with you? Where on earth are you now? Tell me if you are in any danger The president cried hysterically.

The end of the phone looked at the ball and had no strength to say anything. At this time, he felt a good debt to the president, but he could not make up for this defect. She would like to continue to make up for it in the next life.

Zhang Cheng's hand holding his feet, his hand slowly sliding, the temperature slowly falling, eyes slowly closed. Zhang Cheng was full of remorse for him.

The next day, Zhang Cheng and the president buried Kang Zhiqiu together. This makes the president sad, he can no longer stand this sad place.

Zhang Cheng is full of remorse after Kang Zhimian's death. He is determined to find a way. He can't let him die unjustly. Back to Qu Jiujiu's room.

Qu Jiujiu has been thinking about whether the effect of the medicine is suddenly broken, is it because of the medicine or because Zhang Cheng used the wrong method.