Every second and every minute here feels so long to her...
The anticipation ignited in my heart...
I wonder if it will turn into despair and push her to the edge of collapse...
Mo Jinxuan hugged her tightly, wanting to give her some sense of security and share this fear and worry with her.
After a long time, the lights in the operating room went out, and the closed door finally opened.
The cold wind blew slowly over, blowing Xixue's long and messy hair.
She couldn't wait any longer and rushed over eagerly. "Doctor, is he okay? He must be okay..." Xixue was so excited that she really didn't know what to do.
The doctor didn't answer her immediately, but shook his head heavily. This move made her take a breath of cold air, and she took a few steps back in disbelief. Her steps were a little unsteady, and she almost fell down. Fortunately, Mo Jinxuan was holding her behind her.
Lived her.
"I'm sorry everyone, we have tried our best, but the knife was inserted too deep. He had been hit on the brain before, and he had been seriously injured and had not fully recovered, so..." At this point, he sighed heavily and took the
Somewhat regretful, "Such a good young man is just like this... However, he has always been strong enough to survive until now."
After saying that, the doctor raised his head and looked at Xixue, "If any of you want to see him, do it now...otherwise..."
Before she finished speaking, Xixue had already rushed in, muttering all the time, "It's impossible... impossible... he will definitely be fine... he said he would be forever..."
The white curtains are blown up by the wind. When there is no wind, they will hang down quietly. When the wind picks up, they will blow up again. What is that? Is it the silent melody of heaven? White hospital bed, white sheets, white cup,
And Ying's pale face.
Xixue saw his face, each step was difficult and slow. He looked really weak and pale, like an angel about to fly to heaven. Such a scene really reminds people of a word,
That is "death".
Xixue's hands have been stained with the blood of countless people, and she has seen countless people die, but she has never been afraid. Why does she feel so scared now? God, is this her punishment?... If so, she would rather not have it.
Don't leave your life alone...
Gao Zeying's breathing was rapid, but the contours of his face were still so handsome.
"Ying..."
Don't cry, just smile...
Gao Zeying opened his eyes weakly and saw her helpless expression. He understood! He understood that she actually wanted to cry now. He understood that she was deliberately pretending to show it to him. He couldn't let go of her. He couldn't let her go. She was like this
, how could he bear to leave...
Xixue walked over and hugged him tightly. The familiar breath made her burst into tears, "Ying... please, please don't leave me, okay? Oh... don't leave alone."
...If you leave, what will I do? And, your promise..."
His clothes were soaked with tears, and his heart felt painful now. He raised his head and touched her face, blooming a beautiful smile, "Xuan'er don't cry... you promise me not to cry... I'm fine,
Since I promised you...I...I will do well..."
Xixue cried even harder, crying and roaring loudly, "You lied, you lied... Wuwu... How can you be fine now... Wu..." Ying, don't leave. If you leave, you will never come back.
not coming……
"Xuan'er, be good, you are tired now, go and have a good sleep...tomorrow...tomorrow, let's go to see the cherry blossoms together, okay?..." He knew that his soul would be close to heaven soon,
He felt tired of breathing and wanted to rest very much.