If he dies, what will Yu Mo do? He can't die, he can't die, Yu Mo, you have to wait for me, you must wait for me!
However, he couldn't move anywhere in his body. He clenched his fingers and could only protect the phone tightly. In the remaining time, he felt pain all over his body in just a few seconds, a pain that was like breaking his body.
His world is a burst of darkness, with no light seeping in.
He seemed to feel that his body was getting lighter and lighter, and then he seemed to be floating in mid-air.
His body is bloody in the car, but what is he now? It seems to be his soul. His soul is slowly leaving his body, rising and rising, as if there are clouds under his feet.
Even if you step on it, you won't fall.
He could see that the vehicles had stopped, and there were many cars lined up in a long queue on the road.
He could also see that someone soon carefully removed his body from the rolling car and then put it into an ambulance.
Were they trying to save him? But why did he feel so far away from his body? He could see his face and body covered in blood and red, lying motionless on a stretcher, not breathing or moving.
Is it really him lying there? Is he really dead?
But he didn't want to die. He desperately wanted to descend, to go to them and ask if he was really dead?
Right? Is he dead?
He could see those things, and when he spoke to them, they ignored him. Many doctors around him were busy, putting on oxygen masks for him, and rescuing him.
Then, he saw Dao Chen. He seemed to be unsteady on his feet. He was obviously a young and energetic young man, but now he looked like a bad old man, still limping. His hand covered his heart.
, he knew that Dao Chen had a heart disease, and his heart must be in pain at this time.
He seemed to be crying, his face was covered with tears and snot, and his eyes and nose were red. He took the mobile phone the doctor gave him and said something to him. He couldn't hear it. He knew that the mobile phone was his.
When Dao Chen looked at his cell phone, he cried even more.
He comforted him and told him not to cry. He spoke to Dao Chen and waved to him, but he seemed not to hear him at all. He seemed not to see himself at all, and he ignored himself. He was just a person.