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Chapter six hundred and eighth try my best

In the emergency room of Haishi First Hospital, several authoritative professors and attending doctors gave Liu Mang first aid in their own hands.

"The patient is bleeding severely! Quick!"

"Blood transfusion! Quick!"

"No. 3 Knife! Quick!"

"yes..."

In the emergency room, top medical masters in the country were wearing masks, and sweat from their foreheads wet their heads.

However, the attending physician who is usually arrogant just helps them. Because the patient's condition is too dangerous, they can no longer be saved.

"Not good, the patient's liver function is rapidly weakening!"

"Oh no, the patient's heartbeat is close to nothing! I'm afraid I'm powerless to turn the world back!" A medical master with white hair announced a heavy news that made people's heart tremble.

Powerless to turn the world back???

The doctor present changed his face instantly... The person in front of him was sent by the municipal police, bureau chief, and it is said that the city and the books and reporters will come later. If this person dies, how can I explain to these two bigwigs???

Can't turn the world back?

Are you really going to die?

As soon as the old doctor finished speaking, Liu Mang on the hospital bed suddenly coughed violently, and a large stream of blood spurted out of his mouth. He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were more than ten thousand pounds and he couldn't open them!

"Am I going to die?"

Liu Mang wanted to roar loudly and roar loudly, but he could no longer scream. He could clearly feel the soon-to-be-passing vitality in his body.

Powerlessness, despair, coldness, unwillingness, emptiness, and various complex emotions circling through Liu Mang's mind.

"That's it, are you going to die?" Liu Mang murmured.

"I haven't found my dear little witch yet, I haven't found my dear mother yet, I haven't avenged Ah You yet..."

"I still have to take care of my dad..."

"How can I die here, Liu Mang?"

I have experienced countless life and death along the way.

I have crossed the vast desert and the sea of ​​treacherous death. I have survived. Could it be that I am just dying here like this?

"My dear little witch, where are you? Are you okay? Liu Mang misses you so much. Liu Mang searched all over the world, but he didn't find you. You... Where did you go? Liu Mang really wants to see you for the last time."

"Dad, are you doing well now? Yes. This time, Mang'er may really not be able to do it. In the future, you must take good care of yourself and not be worried about Mang'er... Because of Mang'er, you have suffered too much and your body is too weak. You must rest with peace of mind and take medicine on time, do you know?"

"Gerrile, Laoqiu, Dahai... Dear brothers, take good care of yourself."

"Little Lajiao, this time, bastard Liu may have to sleep for the rest of his life this time. If I don't quarrel with you, would you feel lonely? Hurry up and find a good person to marry!"

"There are also Black Rose, Jin Ling, and Mr. Yang, forgot about Liu Mang."

In the emergency room, all the doctors were suddenly stunned, and their eyes fell on Liu Mang's face.

"Is it... the patient is talking?" a doctor said in disbelief.

"It seems, hurry up... hurry up... hurry up... hurry up and rescue." Another doctor shouted.

However, when these doctors bent down, they could only have two drops of warm tears. Under everyone's gaze, they slid down from the corner of Liu Mang's eyes and crossed Liu Mang's pale cheeks!

"drop!"

"The patient's pulse disappeared, his heart stopped beating, and he confirmed his death!" A heavy sound as iron as sound suddenly rang out of a doctor's mouth.

"Boom!" All the doctors were trembling all over and they were all frozen on the spot.

This man who shocked all the senior executives of Haishi...is he dead??

The whole ward was silent, and all the doctors looked at me, and I looked at you, and I felt at a loss in an instant.

"Everyone, what should I do now?" a doctor asked with a serious expression.

"The patient is dead, so please inform the Director of the Health Bureau as soon as possible!" an old doctor sighed.

The incident has already happened, and no matter how frightened it is, it will be useless. It is better to tell Wei An the news as soon as possible and let him make arrangements and decisions early.

Hearing this, all the doctors trembled all over. After a long time, a doctor walked out of the ward with heavy steps.

"What? Liu...Mr. Liu is dead?" When Wei An heard the news that Liu Mang was dead, he stood up directly from the chair and stared at the legendary doctor with a terrifying look, as if he was about to eat people.

Will Mr. Liu die? How is this possible?

"Director of Health, it has been confirmed, Mr. Liu has really..." The doctor who was passing the message lowered his head and whispered. Facing Wei An's terrifying eyes, he could not bear it.

Wei An sighed... He couldn't bear the result.

"Director of Health, go in and take a look." The doctor said again.

"Let's go!" Wei An spit out a word heavily, and then, accompanied by several police officers, walked into Liu Mang's ward with extremely heavy steps.

"Director of Health!" Seeing Wei An, the doctors in the ward greeted him together.

Wei An's face looked extremely ugly. He no longer had the heart to pay attention to these doctors. His eyes fell directly on the eye-catching ward in front of him.

In an instant, a familiar face appeared in his eyes.

"Mr. Liu..." Wei An murmured and spit out a few words.

Looking at Liu Mang, who looked pale and bloody on the hospital bed, he wanted to say something, but in the end he could only sigh heavily.

Liu Mang has a special identity. If something happens, the superiors will investigate it. The chief of the bureau may not be able to escape the blame. However, Liu Mang is already dead, and no matter how frightened he is, it is useless. He can only accept this fact.

"Director of Health, the patient's internal organs have been severely broken. We have tried our best, but we still failed to rescue him from the god of death..." A group of experienced old doctors, after working for a long time, still could not save Liu Mang, with a look of ashamed.

"You are the most well-known old doctors in Haishi, and even the country's most famous old doctors, can't you save Mr. Liu?" Wei An looked at every doctor in the ward, his voice with a hint of anger and a hint of hope.

"Director. We...we tried our best to do anything, but Mr. Liu was injured too seriously. We..." An old doctor shook his head in a daze and said.

Before the doctor finished speaking, Wei An stopped weakly, with fatigue on his face.

He knew that these doctors really tried their best... He could only sigh in his heart.

He could explain to Secretary Yang Bin and Secretary Yang for Liu Mang's death. But he didn't know how to explain to Liu Qingcheng and others.

jingle...

Suddenly, Wei An's cell phone suddenly rang.

Wei An took out his cell phone with difficulty...

Seeing that number, Wei An's face became even more serious.

This number has been called no less than thirty times during the period when Liu Mang entered the emergency room. Every time, Wei An told the other party not to be anxious. The patient is lucky and has no trouble... But this time, he really doesn't know what to say.

Because that person is not someone else, but Liu Mang's father - Liu Qingcheng.

He and Qiu Renkun had already been arranged by Jin's second brother in another special care unit. They were both seriously injured and could not get out of bed.

Wei An stared at the number displayed on the phone screen for eight seconds before clicking to answer.

"Wei...Wei Bureau, Liu Mang, how is it?" Liu Qingcheng asked in a hoarse voice.

"Sad to the point of being sad...follow the change!" Wei An said heavy.

In a special care unit, Liu Qingcheng's body suddenly stopped and his eyes were stunned...

"Mang'er...Mang'er is dead??" Liu Qingcheng murmured, unable to believe this 'fact' at all.

Wei An held the phone tightly and dared not answer again.

"No, Mang'er, how could you die? How could you die? No, it's impossible, you can't die, you can't die..."

"Your dad, I'm still breathing so hard that I haven't died. How can you die?"

"If you want to die, you will die behind me, don't want me, a white-haired man, to give you this black-haired man!!!"
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