Mo Chongyan looks at Qi Shen's back. Qi Shen's back is slightly bent, and his temples are already white. Back and looking at is so decadent. Mo Chongyan was distressed for a moment. Qi Shen has always been very good to Mo Chongyan.
At the beginning, Mo Chongyan's father just passed away. If Qi Shen hadn't supported Mo Chongyan, the company would have fallen into the clutches of those covetous people.
This is a suddenly understand, the original uncle Qi has been old. I think of Qi Mingyuan in the first aid. If Mingyuan can't save him, how distressed uncle Qi should be.
After two anxious days, the lights in the emergency room turned green. The two men hurried forward. Watching the doctor withdraw Qi Mingyuan. Qi Shen asked anxiously, "doctor, how is my son?"
The doctor took off the mask and said regretfully, "Mr. Qi, I'm really sorry. We've done our best. It's just that your son's brain injury is too serious. There is a great possibility of being in a vegetative state. The risk of brain death is also high
Qi Shen didn't understand this mess of nouns, but he understood brain death and vegetative. He almost fell to the ground when he faltered. Mo Chongyan quickly held Qi Shen with deep eyes: "doctor, please." Watching the nurses push Qi Mingyuan's bed to the intensive care unit.
Mo Chongyan felt a strong sense of guilt in his heart. If it wasn't for him and Tan Yutong, Qi mingyuanda would not be in charge of this matter. Who knows, but it will be like this. The bottom of my heart has a little more hatred for those who hide in the dark. Qi Shen burst into tears. "Uncle Qi, don't let my aunt know about this." Mo Chongyan holds Qi Shen and says to him.
But Qi Shen didn't agree. "My son has been like this for a long time. You can call him directly At the moment, Qi Shen's eyes are staring straight ahead, his hands covering his heart. There was sadness in his eyes. But with sad pride.
This is Qi Shen's son who risked his life to hand over the important secrets to the state. This is the duty of a soldier, and the glorious sacrifice is the ultimate mission of a soldier.
Qi Shen thought like this, with tears dripping from the corner of his eyes. Mo Chongyan looks at Qi Shen in pain. He quickly comforted: "Uncle Qi, you must pay attention to your health." Qi Shen is decadent sitting on the hospital bench. "I'm fine. You call his mother first." Mo Chongyan looked at Qi Shen and finally nodded.
When Qi's mother Huang Hua arrived at the hospital, she had to take a long look at Qi Mingyuan through the glass of the intensive care unit. Huang Hua looked at Qi Mingyuan, who was covered with gauze and filled with various pipes. For a moment, he couldn't bear such a drop.
Tears keep falling, two eyes turn up. The body is soft to fall down. Qi Mingyuan quickly took over Huang Hua's body, calmly pinching people.
Qi Shen was scared, looking at Qi Mingyuan doing first aid measures. "Doctor, doctor," he said. Save people. " The nurse heard the call for help and ran over.
Qi Shen watched his wife enter the emergency room again. Qi Shen lowered his head deeply. He didn't know what he was thinking. Mo Chongyan suddenly remembers that Liu Yanxi still has Qi family's flesh and blood in her stomach.
Just want to open the mobile phone to call Liu Yanxi, but found that the mobile phone has no power. Frowned, Mo Chongyan borrowed the charger from the nurse station.
Just after turning on the phone, I saw more than 30 missed calls from Liu Yanxi. Mo Chongyan's heart sank and he hurried back to the past.