Chapter 83: Hell Reincarnation (5) The heart-drawing ji Feng stepped forward and pressed his majesty with his palm, and his tone was heavy: "The heart has not arrived yet. Now take her heart, she will die!"

Lan Sichen turned his head, his eyes met him, the atmosphere was solemn and tense, and every minute and second in the operating room was particularly precious, because one second could also determine a person's life or death. Fei㊣\(≧▽≦)

"I don't want...I don't want to give her heart! I don't want it! Let me go, don't touch me with your dirty hands! Get out of here!"

Si Lan looked at Lan Sichen with broken water eyes, heart-wrenching voice: "Lan Sichen, don't do this. I will hate you, I will hate you to death."

Lan Sichen's hands were hanging on both sides of his body, and his gloomy eyes became darker under the light, and his forehead was covered with sweat. His eyes fell on Silan's body, and his thin lips curled slightly: "Do you want the Angel Orphanage to exist well?"

Si Lan was stunned and forgot to resist in an instant. She looked at him with dazed eyes, thinking that he would no longer hurt, but his heart was heartbroken. She had been coaxing herself before and bought an orphanage to threaten herself when she didn't cooperate well.

He did everything so he could do it, and to ensure that everything was foolproof was to transplant his heart to Qin Xin.

Ji Fengwen's sword eyebrows were furrowed, which was different from the original idea. It was because the third young master was sure that he would not let Si Lan die, so he agreed to help him. This was a living and innocent life.

"San Young Master, if you take out your heart in this situation, she will really die."

Lan Sichen's face was expressionless, no joy, no anger, and indifferent posture. When Ji Fengjian opened his words, his phoenix eyes tightened, and the words he spit out were cold and the words "Dig!"

Si Lan stopped struggling because struggle was useless and might also affect the children of the orphanage and Dean Chen. The broken eyes could not hide his deep affection for him. The cold man in front of him was like a demon, but he really liked him and really loved him. It was the first time since he was a child, he loved someone deeply. He put him in the most important position in his heart, believed in every word he said, and was willing to do anything for him, but why was the ending so broken?

The originally exhausted tears rolled down from the corners of their eyes slowly and silently, staring at him, wanting to carve his appearance into his bones, don't forget, don't forget him. Have to hate him, even if it's death, hate him. If there is a next life, no, no, don't have another next life, don't meet again...

Whether it is not a heart that can be transplanted to your own body, or just die like this, it is a kind of relief. The happiness that once thought was self-righteous now turned into a tide of despair that surged into your heart, almost drowned and suffocated.

It turns out that loving someone deeply is also a pain of despair.

"It turns out that all you want from beginning to end is my heart...." Tears fell from the corner of your eyes with crystal clear eyes, and a hoarse voice muttered to herself. At this moment, she could no longer find any excuse to deceive herself, saying that this man still had a trace of affection for her.

What he cares about, cares about, and is nervous about is just for this heart.

"You take it away, I don't want it anymore. Now, it's not that you want to dig my heart, but I don't want it anymore. I don't want this heart that loves you, I would rather die than want it..."

The nurses let go, but Silan lay stiffly on the operating table, her body was cold and without any temperature, only tears wet the wedding dress. This heart was his purpose, and this heart also loved him. She didn't want such a heart, such a shameful and dirty heart.

No one spoke in the quiet operating room. The young nurse standing aside looked away, her eyes were red and she felt sad. She couldn't bear to look at Si Lan lying there.

Ji Fengyan's hand drooped down dejectedly, looking at Lan Sichen trying to speak, but her throat tightened and she couldn't say a word. Originally, as long as that person came and there was a heart transplant, Si Lan was at most replaced with a heart, at most angry and hatred. Now, she knew everything, and she was already desperate and had no idea of ​​living.

Lan Sichen's thin lips pursed indifferent curves. When everyone dared not move, he took the syringe from the nurse's hand and pressed the other hand on her arm. The sharp silver needle pierced into Silan's skin...

She turned her head slowly, tears rolled down naturally, and her thin white lips curled up a miserable smile, which seemed sarcastic, pitiful, like-

When Lan Sichen saw her smile, his fingers stiffened, avoiding her desperate and empty eyes, and finally pushing the anesthetic into her body.

Si Lan no longer looked at him, her eyes were facing up, very high, very dark, and she couldn't see anything. She was so tired. It turned out that loving someone was so tired and painful. If there was reincarnation, I hope I would not have a heart anymore, and just be an unintentional person.

The eyelashes wet with tears trembled slightly with crystal tears, and their eyelids kept drooping. They were very tired and wanted to sleep and sleep with a dream that never woke up.

Monsoon kept getting farther away, his thin lips squirmed several times, and he squeezed out three words with difficulty: "I'll go out."

As he said that, he strided towards the exit of the operating room; for the first time, he felt that he was cruel and inhumane.

"Open the shadowless light and prepare for the operation." Lan Sichen stood in front of Silan, his cold voice was unstoppable, as if the person lying in front of him was not his wife, but an ordinary patient; he was not going to cruelly take out her heart, but to perform a minor operation on her to save her.

Only the cold instrument sounds could be heard in the quiet operating room, and the strong smell of blood was filled with the air. Silan was sleeping quietly without any sense. The white wedding dress she was wearing was a kind of irony at this moment. The place of her heart was cut open by a knife, and she went to her heart little by little...

The blood dyed the white wedding dress red, reflecting everyone's eyes red, except for Lan Sichen. His eyes were cold and deep, and his hands were not hesitant at all. He was slow and followed the procedure of the operation.

Ji Feng leaned against the wall, looked up at the dazzling white light, and was briefly dizzy, and his hands were tightly clenched and put them in his pocket. He didn't dare to look, and even dared not think about if Si Lan really died in this heart transplant surgery-

The sound of rapid steps came from the deserted corridor. Lan Ruixiu walked to him with great strides, staring at the red lights in the operating room, and the first sentence he said was not about caring for Qin Xin.

"Where is Silan? How did you do that stupid woman?"

After receiving a surgical call from Qin Xin that he wanted to change his heart, he knew that things had happened after all...

"The third young master took out her heart inside, and Xin'er was waiting in the operating room next door." Ji Feng Wen did not look up, and his low and mute voice was weak.

"Where is the heart? Where is the heart transplanted by Silan?" Lan Ruixiu's face turned cold, and he keenly noticed that something was stable in the monsoon.

"It's not here yet." Ji Fengwen raised his head and looked at him...

"Are you crazy?" Lan Ruixiu grabbed his collar: "The person hasn't arrived yet. Now you take out her heart and she will die!"

After saying that, Lan Ruixiu turned around and wanted to break into the operating room, but Ji Fengwen grabbed his shoulder from behind and spoke confidently: "It's useless to go in now. If you don't take out Si Lan's heart, your heart will die!"

The heart will die!

Lan Ruixiu stopped, without any movement. Her eyes were staring at the red light. In fact, at the beginning, Lan Sichen was thinking about what he had known before. He always thought he was a bystander, watching them play this game and stayed out of the matter.

At this moment, I felt indescribable anger and annoyance in my heart. Maybe I felt that this woman was too stupid, so stupid that it made people feel unbearable to bully her, but these two people actually plotted to poach her heart on the wedding night, which was too cruel. At least, don’t throw her into hell tonight when she thought she was in heaven!!

"If Si Lan doesn't die, Xin'er will die." Ji Fengwen spoke again.

This is a multiple-choice question. Two women are destined to survive tonight. After choosing Qin Xin, Lan Sichen chose Qin Xin, what choice would Lan Ruixiu make?

Lan Ruixiu was shocked and could not move for a long time. The two operating rooms were wards together, and two red lights were on. There were only two people sleeping inside, one was a pearl that was held in the palm of his hand since he was a child, and the other was a girl who grew up in an orphanage, who was poor and had nothing. The two people with completely different worlds were entangled by themselves and Lan Sichen.

After a long time, Ji Fengwen didn't hear his voice, nor did he take another step, and he understood Lan Ruixiu's choice. In the end, everyone chose the pearl and gave up that weed! Even if they lived tenaciously, they would have to be given up like her fate when she was born...

The door of the operating room opened, and Lan Sichen and the nurse hurried out, and the nurse touched a very special box in his hand. Lan Ruixiu stood in front of him. Although he couldn't see the situation inside, he could still think of the tragic scene inside when he smelled the strong smell of blood.

But I said, "Take your heart into the operating room No. 5 quickly and let the doctor do the previous surgery first, and I will take over the next one as soon as possible."

The nurse nodded, turned around and walked into the operating room No. 5.

"Lan Sichen, you are even more heart-hearted than I thought." Lan Ruixiu watched the heart taken out of Silan and was sent to the No. 5 operating room in an instant. Soon it would be beating in Qin Xin's body.

Lan Sichen glanced at him and said to Ji Fengwen: "I have already done the treatment. As long as I find a heart transplant within fifteen minutes, she will not die. I want to go and perform the following surgery on Xiner."

Yinluo turned around and walked into the operating room.

Lan Ruixiu stared at Ji Fengwen with fierce eyes; "Where is that damn person?"

Ji Fengwen looked sad and mist: "I have made many calls and said I'm going to arrive, but it's not here yet."

The young master said: It’s all nonsense about surgery and medicine. The young master is not a doctor and doesn’t understand this aspect. With his profound skills in watching TV series for many years, he made a mistake. Please don’t compare novels with reality. It’s just self-conflict! Read the article obediently.
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