Shangguan Jin was angered by him, and immediately wanted to raise his fist and rush towards Shangguan Chen.
At this moment, the door of the intensive care unit was opened, and the doctors walked out with helpless and tired faces, frowning.
Shangguan Chen turned his head violently and faced him, his expression extremely serious and cold.
"How is she?" Shangguan Chen asked coldly.
The doctors looked at each other, sighed, and said in a low voice with some respect, "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, we have tried our best."
When Shangguan Chen heard these words, his face suddenly turned pale, and he felt that his world was falling apart.
There was an icy light in his eyes that he had never seen before.
It was as if he was helpless and heartbroken! His face was extremely gloomy, his clenched hands were shaking violently, and suddenly his tone was extremely cold, "Aren't you doctors? It's not you who have the final say on the patient's life or death!"
At this time, he was like a hellish Satan, cruelly subverting the world.
The doctors were so frightened by his sudden scolding that they all trembled with fright. They all lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word.
One of them explained in a low voice, "The patient's heart has declined. We have done everything we can and tried our best. We are sorry!"
Shangguan Chen suddenly shouted, "Get out, get out of here."
All the doctors were frightened and left quickly.
The next second, Shangguan Chen violently raised his foot, quickly opened the door and walked into the ward. He walked gently to Han Zhiyan and sat down slowly.
With his trembling hands, he grabbed her little hand and looked at Han Zhiyan on the hospital bed. Her body was as soft as a ball of cotton, and her face was pale and bloodless, as if she was disappearing little by little.
Shangguan Chen lowered his head and put his lips on her palm. He couldn't say a word, he just held her hand tightly, as if he didn't dare to let go for a moment.
Seeing her so weak, he really wanted to bear all the pain on her behalf. The face that was once so free and easy now became extremely strange, and even revealed a bit of coldness.
He suddenly seemed to have lost all his strength and felt deeply exhausted. He closed his eyes, and something crystal was slowly dripping from the corners of his eyes.
Drop by drop fell on Han Zhiyan's palm.
Today, he is still as beautiful as an immortal, unparalleled in elegance, and still stunningly beautiful.
Yes, it's just absolutely beautiful.
The beauty of sadness.
But it lacks the tenderness of the past and has more sadness.
Feelings of heartbreak.
"Yanyan..." Shangguan Chen called softly with a bit of weakness and sadness.
At this moment, he felt helpless as never before, deeply aware of his own uselessness. Even the person he loved most was about to leave him, and he was helpless.
As if waiting, her breath is gradually dissipating.
Shangguan Yi, who was on the side, couldn't bear to look any further. He turned his head and looked at Su Hong with a bit of expectation, "Mom, you can do something about eldest brother's illness. Is there really nothing that can be done about Zhiyan's illness?"
"
Su Hong was stunned for a moment, then thought of something, put away the flash of sadness on her face, and said faintly, "Let's go find the master, quickly..."
Shangguan Yi was puzzled, but still quickly followed Su Hong out of the ward.
For now, I can only try everything.
Shangguan Jin glanced at Han Zhiyan, walked out of the ward helplessly, stood in the smoking area, and looked out the window in silence.
At this moment, he was like an unimportant person, becoming nothing.