Chapter 509

Night Yu Chen throat micro movement, he will be critically ill notice back to Wen Yuzhe, don't want to see more, then back to his bench, decadent to sit down.

Wen Yuzhe and Bo Liang have never seen emperor Shao be so depressed.

"Don't worry, I'll try my best." Wen Yuzhe lightly pinched the shoulder of night Yuchen twice, in addition, he also can't comfort.

Yeyuchen gently nodded and took a deep breath.

He didn't dare to think If the doctor tried his best to save her, what should he do.

Gong Lichuan's eyes were scarlet, and his eyes were full of red blood. Suddenly, another blow hit the wall of the corridor, and his fist was bleeding.

"Damn it He swore in a low voice.

He should keep an eye on Mu Wanqing, and let her stay in the hospital all day and all night when he found out the aneurysm of aortic sinus.

But the more he thought about it, the softer his heart became How could he be willing to imprison her.

"If it's useful to hurt yourself, you'd better dig out your heart and give it to her." Wen Shixian looks at Gong Lichuan coldly.

She immediately called the nurse and bandaged his wound.

Wen Shixian leans against the white wall, her hands around her chest, and her cool eyes are full of sadness and worry, which proves that she cares about Mu Wanqing.

But by contrast, she is much calmer.

"Qing'er can make it." Wen Shixian murmured to herself, "so many times, she survived..."

Wen Yuzhe looked up at her.

Wen Shixian's temperament is cold, and he feels that strangers are not near. This kind of breath makes him strange, but his face and facial features make him feel very familiar

It's like a familiar, but it's more like a reunion.

Wen Yuzhe opened his lips lightly. It seemed that he was going to ask something. After all, he swallowed the words.

He turns Mou to hope to night Yu Chen, at the same time also diverting own attention, "anyway, look for heart first."

The critical degree of Mu Wanqing's illness at this time is unimaginable.

Even if she survives the operation, she will face a heart transplant anyway.

Wen Yuzhe's words just now lingered in the night Yuchen's ear, like a magic sound.

It not only made him despair, but also made him hope.

"Miss Mu has a strong sense of survival..."

Mu Wanqing even if unconscious, even if lying on the operating table was anesthetized, but still struggling.

She wants to live

Marrying yeyuchen is the motive force for her to live.

Even Mu Wanqing doesn't want to give up, so why does he have the qualification of decadence?

"I won't give up." The night Yu Chen slowly clenches fist, the green tendon of violence is not his anger, but he condenses hope for himself from the bottom of his heart.

She won't give up, and he won't give up.

Yeyuchen gets up. He slightly raises his chin and looks at the red light at the door of the operating room. His whole body is gradually tinged with the temperament of being king in the world. He is arrogant and stubborn.

"Brother Wen, please contact all the hospitals in Ancheng for me. If you have a suitable heart, please contact me immediately. Even if you want to lose your family, I will accept it."

Wen Yuzhe nodded and took on the task.

Night Yu Chen immediately Mou Guang throws to thin cool, "help me to ask again arms there, have appropriate heart source."

"Good." Bo Liang nodded, took out his mobile phone and began to contact.

Seeing this, Qiao Wei also uses her connections in the circle to help Mu Wanqing find the right heart

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