Chapter 602

Hearing what she said, he Xiaojie's eyes lit up, wiped a handful of tears carelessly, and said to Hou Xiaofeng, "Hou Xiaofeng, go pack something to eat."

She didn't know why she sent Hou Xiaofeng. There are two other boys at the scene, but she just said this to Hou Xiaofeng unconsciously.

Hou Xiaofeng didn't know when he listened to he Xiaojie so much. It was clear that in the past, she told him to go east and he had to go west.

Without saying a word, he trotted out with his wallet.

Su Rourou gulped into her mouth the soup dumplings, dumplings and noodles with flat meat brought back by Hou Xiaofeng. Tears kept falling into the soup.

In fact, when she eats these things in her mouth, she can't feel any taste. Even if there is a pile of soil in front of her, she will eat it without changing her face.

Even if she can't feel the taste, she still wants to eat. She once loved delicious food, but now eating is just for her to live and wait for the moment of miracles

Seeing her heartbroken appearance, everyone secretly wiped tears.

At this time, the door of the operating room opened

Headed by a serious looking doctor, his eyes were bloodshot and obviously extremely tired: "you, who is the patient's family?"

Su Rourou's heart trembled and dragged her soft steps forward, barely standing in front of the doctor: "I am."

The doctor sighed, "sorry, we've tried our best..."

Su Rourou's pupils contracted violently, her face was as white as paper, and her small body kept shaking like bleak leaves in the wind.

The doctor then said, "the patient's brain has been seriously injured and is now close to brain death..."

"Brain death?" Su Rourou repeated this sentence blankly, her fingertips cold. Desperation overwhelmed her and she fell to the ground.

He Xiaojie and others immediately came forward and helped her up. The doctor's voice came again: "brain death, commonly known as' vegetative '... However, there is still a possibility of awakening, although it is very small."

A group of nurses in white came out of the emergency room pushing the mobile hospital bed. Luo Yichen lay stiffly under the white sheets like a cold body.

His body was full of pinholes and various tracheas, and his once clear eyes were now tightly closed, as if they would never open again in a lifetime.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" Su Rourou unconsciously repeated these four words and fell down beside Luo Yichen's bed. "Luo Yichen, you said... You would accompany me all your life! You lied! Wake up, wake up, wake up and tell me that none of this is true!"

Doctors and nurses saw many scenes of life and death, so they could only leave her a meaningless sentence: "I'm sorry for the change..."

"Rourou, don't do this. Maybe a miracle will happen; maybe he will wake up soon." Several girls came forward and dragged Su rourourou up. Their eyes were red. "You must live well until he wakes up."

Su Rourou didn't listen to what they said. In her eyes, only Luo Yichen's tightly closed eyes

He Yan stood behind her, with tears in her eyes and a few hard rolls in her throat. Looking at her heartbroken appearance, he kept regretting in his heart: why didn't he react earlier at that moment to protect her instead of Luo Yichen