Zheng Bo's face became more dignified.

He looked at Gong Lichuan and cast his eyes to Mu Wanqing, who had been sent to the hospital bed.

The girl lay quietly on the bed, looking at the snow-white ceiling, sometimes blinking her eyes, without any extra emotion.

She is used to

They are used to being sent to the emergency department, lying on the hospital bed, and shuttling through various consulting rooms, monitoring rooms, operating rooms and wards.

Mu Wanqing's indifference makes Gong Lichuan's and Wen Shixian's hearts ache like needles. They love each other, but they have no choice but to accompany them in silence

"Don't worry. I'm here. Nothing will happen." Zheng Bo patted Gong Lichuan on the shoulder and comforted him.

Miyagi was a little heavy, and he nodded.

After doing some basic examinations, Mu Wanqing was pushed into the gastric lavage room. The cold instruments and the sound of mechanical instruments are so familiar

The process of gastric lavage is very painful.

She almost lost consciousness several times, and even had cardiac arrest Fortunately, Zheng Bo saved them all.

Life, but like no half the same.

The pain of restless heart is intertwined with the pain of stomach. None of them is willing to give way, and eventually join hands to torture the innocent girl.

"Miss mu, it's ok..."

Finally, Mu Wanqing hears Zheng Bo's voice vaguely.

She breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, lifted her eyelids lightly, and opened her lips slightly as if she were still breathing, "thank you..."

When Mu Wanqing was launched, Gong Lichuan and Wen Shixian were sitting on the bench in the corridor. One was decadent, while the other seemed calm on the surface, but anxious on the inside

"Qing ER!"

Hearing the door of the gastric lavage room opened, Gong Lichuan suddenly got up.

He dashed past, but Zheng Bo stopped him, "Gong Shao, don't be excited, Miss Mu needs to be sent to the ward to have a rest now."

"How is she?"

Gong Lichuan held Zheng Bo's arm tightly, his eyes were scarlet, and his eyes were a little tired and nervous.

Zheng Bo sighed, "it's really a very special medicine. It's powerful enough to make the tumor burst, and its degree is enough to make us unable to return to heaven..."

Wen Shixian staggered backward after hearing the speech.

Her eyes twinkle slightly, mixed with some faint tension and worry, if She was afraid of that if.

What if she didn't find a clue in the milk?

"After we washed Miss Mu's stomach, most of the medicine had been discharged, but it was liquid after all, and a small amount had been absorbed into the blood."

Zheng Bo said truthfully, "I suggest staying in the hospital for observation. It's better not to let Miss Mu run around any more. She's in a very dangerous situation now."

Miyazawa clenched his fists tightly.

He forced himself to control his emotions, his veins looming in his arms, and he said in a deep voice, "I see."

Zheng Bo nodded, and ordered a few words about how to take care of Mu Wanqing, and was ready to go to the ward.

But Gong Lichuan suddenly reached out and stopped him, "director Zheng, there is one more thing."

"You said Zheng Bo looks back.

"Qing'er is worried about the risk of surgery, and I also I don't want her to leave on the operating table. " Miyazawa throat tight, "there is no other way?"

Zheng Bo looked at them and hesitated, "heart transplantation."

Hearing this, Wen Shixian's eyes were a little empty.

She gradually red eyes, red lips slightly open, "then we now May I see her? "

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