At this moment, he even envied his son Feng Yuchen. At least, Feng Yuchen was by his side when Mo Xuan ran out of life. But he had always misunderstood Li Jinfeng, so that after twenty-nine years,
Only then did he realize that his lover had been separated from him for a long time.
Just when everyone thought Mo Xuan's death was only a matter of minutes, the door of the medical studio was opened from the inside, and several experts rushed out with their feet swaying. In the hands of the expert at the front, he held the
A needle tube.
"Okay, okay..." The masks on their faces were gone, and they were all like savages crawling out of the virgin forest, with full beards and decadent expressions.
The expert who rushed to the front, holding a syringe, was the one who was warned by Feng Yuchen by holding up his collar that day, so it makes sense to say that there are results under the popsicle.
The expert saw that people in the room were looking at him in a daze, and explained anxiously: "The medicine has been developed. Although its effectiveness has not been confirmed, the experiments and theories are reliable..." There is no time. If you find it,
If the sick body comes back after undergoing experiments, I'm afraid Mo Xuan's bones will turn into ashes.
The doctors had a clear mind. Faced with the lives that needed to be saved, they worked very hard. Finally, the hard work paid off and the medicine was developed.
It’s just that time is too tight and I don’t have time to chew it carefully and try it.
"Should we use it or not?" The risks still need to be made clear, especially when faced with someone as unreasonable as Feng Yuchen, the expert yelled a little impatiently.
After finishing speaking, a shadow suddenly flashed in front of his eyes. Feng Yuchen had rushed over, grabbed his collar, and pulled him to the bedside. He pointed at Mo Xuan and looked at the expert. His eyes were red and he said: "Quick, use it! ...
…”
The expert had just been treated unfairly, and he was feeling very angry! Seeing Feng Yuchen's expression about to cry, he sighed inwardly, rolled his eyes at Feng Yuchen, lowered his head and grabbed Mo Xuan's arm, and when he forced the air out of the needle, he heard
Feng Yuchen said in a choked voice: "Please." Although the voice was choked, it was sonorous and powerful. The expert's expression tightened. He did not look back or answer, but decisively inserted the needle into Mo Xuan's arm.
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A month later, Feng Yuchen pushed Mo Xuan in a wheelchair, as well as Li Jinyu and Li Xinchu, who were wearing small suits and white gauze skirts, to the cemetery.
Mo Xuan did not attend Li Jinfeng's funeral. As the daughter-in-law, she wanted to come and see the mother-in-law who had been wronged for decades.
Yesterday, they went to the Civil Affairs Bureau, and Feng Yuchen put the 'beloved' on Mo Xuan's finger with his own hands. They decided to hold the wedding three months later, when the spring flowers bloom.
After one month of treatment, Mo Xuan's health has improved greatly. However, the medicine has severely eroded her body and her recovery is slow. She will have to sit in a wheelchair for at least two months before she can move around without the help of a wheelchair.
But what does it matter!
If you can survive and be with your family, what does it matter no matter how many experiences you have?
On the way back to the city, Mo Xuan suddenly remembered Zi Qi. She heard that it was Zi Qi who sent the original medicine and she was saved.
Feng Yuchen frowned when he mentioned Zi Qi. There are many people who look alike in the world, but they may not be related to each other, but this Zi Qi is really Li Yanrong's child.
It was just that back then, Li Yanrong tried every means to marry Feng Rongwei, so she gave birth to a daughter, but instead of keeping her, she threw her away casually.