Qingting burst into tears and said, "Don't talk, it will be fine."
She is not a plant, how can she be heartless?
All the things he did for her are still fresh in her memory.
Two tears rolled down his cheeks, his body shook, and a trace of joy appeared on his face, "If I don't die, stay with me, okay?"
He looked at her eagerly, cautiously, and expectantly.
Qingting was stunned. There were thousands of words in his heart, but he couldn't say them out.
The bodyguard beside him couldn't help but persuade him, "Young madam, just coax him first."
Qingting looked cold and opened his mouth several times, but was speechless.
She is a person who sticks to her word and cannot deceive, let alone force herself to go against her will.
Her love is for one person, and they are finally reunited. How could she agree to someone else's advances?
But when it was a matter of life or death, she couldn't say no.
Her heart is not that hard!
Leng Zhongyu waited for a long time, but before she nodded, his eyes gradually dimmed.
Everyone looked at her with eyes full of blame, blaming her for being so inhumane and refusing to tell anyone a lie.
Leng Zhongyu looked at her deeply, reluctant to close his eyes, and breathlessly warned, "Qingting, if I die, everything will be left to you... My will has been made long ago..."
Qingting was shocked. This was the first time he heard about this, and he became more depressed and uncomfortable. "I don't deserve you to be so nice to me."
His love for her was so sincere, so passionate, and so persistent, but she had no extra feelings for others.
Whether you love it or not is not up to you at all.
The ambulance roared to the scene, and everyone rushed to get the person into the ambulance. Leng Zhongyu was in low spirits, but he always held her hand tightly, "I did it willingly."
After saying this, he slowly closed his eyes, his face was as pale as paper, and he seemed to have passed out.
When Qingting saw this, he was in great mourning, tears came to his eyes and he couldn't help himself.
The door of the operating room was lit, and Qingting was sitting outside waiting. Time passed by. She sat blankly, confused, silently praying to God not to let him die, but to let him live.
Go down.
A figure rushed towards him, "Qingting, how is Brother Shao? Is he seriously injured?"
Fan Yunchan's eyes were red and his face was full of tears. He had already cried once.
Seeing that Qingting didn't speak, she pushed him gently, feeling very frightened and uneasy, "He will be fine, right?"
Qingting nodded slightly, his heart felt like a big stone was weighing on him, and it was a little difficult to breathe.
Fan Yunchan sat down next to her, tears welling up in his eyes, "Why is he so stupid? He even risked his life for you, Qingting, you can never live up to his affection again."
She envied such deep affection. If the person Leng Zhongyu loved was her, she would be the happiest woman in the world.
Too bad it's not her!
But because the other party is Qingting, she is not jealous either.
Qingting remained silent, without saying a word, with a solemn expression.
No matter what he said to her, Fan Yunchan didn't respond, and she couldn't help but become anxious.
"Did you hear that? When he wakes up, you will be with him."
She secretly decided to bring these two together no matter what.
Qingting frowned slightly and asked lightly.
"If Yu Minglang saves you, will you repay the favor and stay with him?"
She didn't like Fan Yunchan's tone, nor did she like the argument. She didn't like being forced to do everything one way or the other.
"I..." Fan Yuncan was as dumbfounded as a basin of cold water was poured from his head.