As soon as I took a deep breath, Jinbao was wearing hospital clothes. With the support of the nurse, her petite body stumbled and struggled to come to me from the other end of the hospital corridor.
"Qing, Ruisi, Ruisi..." Jinbao grabbed my shoulders, her weak body put all the gravity on me, and I held on hard not to step back.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Reisi! Wuwu..." When Jinbao saw that I didn't say a word, she became more and more irritable and cried loudly in pain.
Looking at the tearful Jinbao in front of me, my empty eyes were filled with hot liquid. My stiff body seemed to have lost consciousness. I only felt that my tired heart was clogged.
I don’t know why he is so flustered. If it weren’t for me, he wouldn’t have been stabbed. If it weren’t for me, he wouldn’t have been beaten by Yan Ye.
But... is this kind of injury enough to make him so weak? Why do I feel that he will never come out again, and will never call me Qing'er again...
"Xiaobao, it's okay, it's okay..." Tong Geyu pulled Jinbao away from me and gently comforted her in his arms.
"Uuuu...Brother, brother..." The crying Jinbao hid in Tong Geyu's arms and became quiet. She sobbed softly and was fully cared for in Tong Geyu's arms.
Smiling bitterly, I glanced sadly at all the people in front of me. Yin Beisha stood obediently next to Yan Yeyi, looking at me coldly with her head slightly lowered.
Yan Yeyi had already put on his coat. He was leaning against the wall of the corridor, looking sideways at something, his long brown hair blocking his face.
Outside the operating room, the atmosphere was unusually solemn. Ten minutes had passed.
Leng Yuge hurriedly dragged two foreign experts in from outside and pushed the two frightened doctors directly into the operating room.
I kept maintaining the same movement. I didn't dare to move until my eyes were dark, for fear that I would lose my balance and fall to the ground.
From the beginning, I felt weak all over, but in my consciousness, I couldn't fall down
He bit his lip secretly to let the pain stimulate his nerves and prevent himself from comatose.
Leng Yuge frowned. He looked at the closed operating room door and turned around again.
He walked to me anxiously and stood quietly behind me
"Xiaobao, be good, go back and rest, you..."
"Let me wait..." Tong Geyu touched Jinbao's head affectionately, trying to persuade her to go back to the ward, but was gently interrupted by Jinbao.