Seeing the child's eyes begin to turn white, the person on one side quickly said, "second Lord, show mercy. The success rate of living transplantation is relatively high!"

Let go of the seat, little girl.

Xi Jingxiao's small body immediately collapsed to the ground, coughing violently, and the heartbreaking cry was mixed with the coughing sound. The man who made the sound closed his eyes.

He is also a man with children. He can't bear to see a beautiful child tortured like this.

Xi Lu stood up, clapped his hands and said, "watch her and give her something to eat on time. If you don't eat, you have to give it to me!"

After Xi left, the man quickly picked Xi Jingxiao up and patted her on the back.

"Breathe, boy, don't cry, breathe hard."

After a while, Xi Jingxiao's breathing was smooth. The ruddy on her little face disappeared. Some were just terrible Cyans, and even her pink lips turned purple.

The little guy who breathed slowly cried again. In his white neck, the ferocious fingerprints were particularly frightening.

"I want mommy, burp... Mommy, sob."

noon.

The little girl is still crying, her voice has been hoarse, her beautiful big eyes have swollen and shrunk in the corner, the snow-white princess skirt has been stained with stains, her hair is noisy, and her hairpin is crooked and pinned on her hair.

As soon as Xi Lucheng came in, his face was gloomy and he went straight forward

No one knows how Qiao Mu survived this afternoon.

She also knew that this was by no means an ordinary kidnapping.

The most important thing for families like them is money. If the kidnappers want money, they must call early in the morning, but up to now, six hours have passed, and everyone's phone hasn't rang.

And the child did not have any news, like a stone sinking into the sea, without a trace.

Now Qiao mu can't cry.

And simuccio's side has searched the trace of Xi's journey.

At seven o'clock in the evening.

The little girl has been pushed into the operating room.

Matching report, showing matching with Jingjing.

Jingjing lies down on her illness. The doctor checks her physical condition and prepares for preoperative work.

"Dad, where did you get your heart? Didn't the doctor say that he couldn't find a suitable heart within three months? " She breathed oxygen and said with difficulty.

Xi Lu touched her hair and a smile crossed her face. "Dad also came to the notice suddenly and indirectly. There's nothing to do. After surgery, you can get better completely."

Jingjing doesn't speak. She looks at the man in front of her and closes her eyes again.

At the same time, a nurse was about to push the equipment car into the operating room, but was suddenly pushed aside by a group of men, "Hey, there is an operation in there, you can't..."

When the first man saw the scene on the operating table, his eyes were ready to crack.

Kicked the doctor aside, and everyone present heard a clear sound.

The man looked at the chief surgeon by the wall indifferently, and his slender fingers picked up a slender scalpel from the operating disc.

He strode forward, and his shiny leather shoes stepped on the doctor's right hand.

The doctor was afraid, tears and snot came out immediately, and quickly begged for mercy, "Mr. Xi, Mr. Xi, I was wrong. You forgive me. I was greedy for a moment, Mr. Xi!"

Simuccio smiled ironically. The scalpel turned a flower in his hand and then ruthlessly inserted it into the back of the man's hand!

Then he pulled it out and inserted it hard. After going back and forth several times, he got up.

"Oh -" the man was convulsed with pain.

Simuccio raised his feet, looked at the man curling up and rolling on the ground like garbage, sneered, and then turned and walked towards the operating table.

"Baby."

He lifted the isolation cloth, glanced at the child's body quickly, and was relieved. At the same time, he was in a cold sweat. Fortunately, fortunately.

When he lifted all the isolation cloth, he couldn't hold back his tears.

He took off his shirt, wrapped the little child, and stopped hard before he was about to go out.

The man's cold eyes swept everyone in the operating room one by one. His thin and cold voice was so cold that he couldn't hear a trace of emotional fluctuation, as if they were all frozen.

"Don't let go of anyone here. Take them all back! This hospital, I don't care what method you use, I'll make it a ruin by tomorrow morning! "

In the car.

Simuccio carefully untied the child's shirt and looked at the scar across half of her chest since she was eight months old. The corners of her eyes were scarlet.

I can't imagine that if he went half a minute late, the glittering scalpel would be inserted into his daughter's chest and then dig out the already fragile heart.

The child has been pampered since childhood. He has hardly been knocked or touched. His skin is particularly delicate, but now there are bruises in several places.

He could imagine that the child would not be intact in the hands of the chair.

He hated him so much that he wanted to swallow him alive. How could he let his children go?

Haitian hospital.

Huo Mingyang quickly did a physical examination for the child

, after making sure there is no big problem, we began to deal with the bruises everywhere.

"It's so inhumane. How can the Xi family produce such scum? The tiger poison doesn't eat children. That old beast is good. He specially picked his family!"

Huo Mingyang scolded while dealing with the scars on the child. His silver teeth almost broke!

Simuccio, with a cold face, held his daughter's little hand and said nothing.

"Did you tell your sister-in-law if the child was found?"

"I said as soon as I got out. I should be on my way now." He lifted his lips and continued, "fortunately, the child is no big deal, otherwise I really have no face to see her."

When Joe came, shallot had entered the ward.

The child did not wake up because the previous anesthetic had not been withdrawn.

Qiao Mu sat beside her, holding her daughter's little hand and wiping away her tears.

Jing Yu stood aside with his eyes swollen with tears. He saw the scar on his sister's neck. My sister must be in pain.

The Xi family came, including Ji Su and Luo Li.

Everyone didn't speak, and the smell of sadness filled the whole ward.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, xiaoconghua withdrew the anesthetic and woke up.

The first reaction when he woke up was to cry, wail and cry, which frightened simuccio and Qiaomu. He couldn't coax them well. The child kept crying no, mommy and dad.

Qiao Mu's heart was about to break. "Conghua is good. Mommy is here. She's not afraid."

Shallot kept struggling and retreated on the hospital bed. Her small body curled up in the corner and shouted with fear. Her soft voice became hoarse on weekdays, "ah... Mommy, Mommy, sob, want mommy, sob."