The priest threw his sword to the ground contemptuously.

He some dislike ground dropped Mou to see a finger, seem to dislike dirty like, wiped twice on the body of the night imperial Chen.

"What do you mean?" Night imperial Chen lifted lift eyelid, clench teeth, bear pain, lift Mou to look at him.

Zheng Bo's surgeon arrived soon.

He is preparing to give night imperial Chen to check wound, but be thrown away by the man, "go away, I don't need."

The doctor looked at Zheng Bo at a loss.

Night Yu Chen has no intention to care about his injury, he raises Mou, tightly stares at Si Ji, "what exactly do you mean?"

He tightly covered the wound in front of his chest, but there would have been a large amount of blood supply in the position of his heart. The blood gushed from his fingers and dyed his palms red.

"It's not interesting."

The priest's eyebrows were lightly raised. He slowly took out a piece of paper from the inside pocket of his suit coat and threw it onto the hospital bed.

The power of the paper is not enough. After floating unsteadily in the air for a long time, it falls on Mu Wanqing.

The night imperial Chen Mou light one Lin, immediately picked up the paper with the clean that hand to come over, surprised to see that the Si Ji had already signed on that organ donation agreement.

"Are you kidding me?" He was full of anger.

The priest shrugged his shoulders and looked at the night imperial Chen with indifference.

"The willing take the bait." He spewed out a few words leisurely.

The night imperial Chen cold Lin ground swept Si Ji one eye, immediately hand that organ donation agreement to Zheng Bo.

Zheng Bo dropped his eyes and swept his eyes. He turned to leave the ward in a hurry and informed the doctors of all departments to prepare for the joint operation.

"I wish my dear Mumu a better life and don't waste my sister's heart." The priest glanced at the night imperial Chen one eye, immediately then shook hands to leave this ward.

Gong Lichuan frowned tightly.

He stared at the priest's back angrily, but because he agreed to donate his heart, he could not bear it.

He asks night Yu Chen way, "how are you?"

Night Yu Chen tightly pursed thin lips, "nothing."

He immediately took off his coat and asked the doctor to help with the treatment and bandage the wound. Fortunately, it didn't hurt the vital part.

Shen Jingshu tears in the corner of her eyes, looking painfully at the bloody wound, "Yuchen, how can you be so stupid..."

"It's OK. I've got a sense of propriety."

Night Yu Chen is holding chair back, bear pain, looking at the doctor to give oneself disinfection, even eyebrow all didn't once wrinkle.

"What does it mean to be measured?" Miyagi is a little suspicious.

Is it difficult? Yeyuchen has expected The priest doesn't watch him stab himself to death?

Yeyuchen is not sure, "I'm just gambling."

Although the priest has not hurt the innocent less in recent years, he is by no means a good person, and even does evil and cruel things.

But Si ye and his family, after all, used to be friends, and now most of the misunderstandings are over Night imperial Chen is just gambling, gambling Si Ji won't let two families add hatred again.

"I'm special..."

Gong Lichuan has innumerable sentences in his heart that he wants to say!

He has just started brain tonic. When Mu Wanqing wakes up, he finds that yeyuchen is cold. Will he be stimulated again, resulting in poor recovery and failure of heart transplantation.

then the mandarin duck flies, old fellow iron.

"What do you mean?"

Night imperial Chen suddenly remembered Mu Wanqing's words, she once asked him if he was exploded chrysanthemum by Gong Lichuan.

In this way, it seems that Gong Lichuan is really abnormal.

The night imperial Chen cold Mou glanced at him one eye, "difficult not to become compared with the Si Ji, you are more willing to be a love enemy with me?"

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