In front of the computer outside the custody room.
"Heart rate 110, high pressure 150, low pressure 110."
The assistant doctor once again reported the numbers on the computer screen.
Everyone looked at Shen Yizhou, who just pursed his lips and said nothing.
Inside, Luo Xiaoqian was still confiding to Leng Zimo.
"I know you will forgive me. You love me so much, don't you?! Zimo, I really love you, so you can be angry with me, but you can't sleep like this forever. You promised me so many things Things haven’t been fulfilled yet. The roses in the old house in Qingdao will fail if they bloom any later. If I don’t go this year, I’ll have to wait until next spring to see them again..."
"Heart rate 122, high pressure 165, low pressure 116." The assistant doctor spoke again, with some worry in his tone.
Leng Zimo's heart rate and blood pressure continued to rise, and the rate of increase was extremely fast. This was not a good sign.
On the pillow, Leng Zimo's face became increasingly pale, and his originally flat eyebrows had become wrinkled.
"Zimo?!" Noticing his strange behavior, surprise appeared on Luo Xiaoqian's face, "Did you hear that? You must have heard me, right? Zimo, I am Xiaoqian, did you hear that? I am Xiaoqian, I am your Luo Xiaoqian, Zimo, wake up, Zimo, Zimo..."
"Heart rate 134, high pressure 183, low pressure 121!" The assistant doctor reported the numbers displayed on the computer screen, with worry in his voice, "Doctor Shen, do you want to intervene?!"
This number is almost beyond the limit that normal people can bear. If it continues like this, it is likely to cause damage to the patient's body.
Shen Yizhou gritted his teeth as he looked at Leng Zimo on the hospital bed in the inner room.
"Wait a moment."
Leng Zimo has begun to express his emotions. He just hopes that Leng Zimo can wake up under Luo Xiaoqian's stimulation.
He has been in a coma for nearly 12 hours. If he continues, it may have an impact on his brain. In that case, he may never wake up.
"Heart rate 139, high pressure 190, low pressure 129!" The assistant doctor's voice was already trembling.
Shen Yizhou punched the table, "Prepare the medicine!"
Two nurses rushed into the ward and prepared medicine injections.
"What are you doing?" Luo Xiaoqian turned around and looked at the injections in the hands of the two nurses.
"Xiao Qian, Zimo's heart rate is too high. If he continues next time, his body may not be able to bear it. I...I have to give him a diazepam injection." Shen Yizhou looked helpless, "It seems, I am too optimistic."
Luo Xiaoqian looked at the expression on his face and already guessed some possibilities from his expression.
If he is not awakened this time, the consequences will definitely be very serious.
"Give me one last minute, one last minute!"
Luo Xiaoqian turned to look at Leng Zimo, holding his shoulders with both hands, "Leng Zimo, Zimo, wake up, I order you to wake up now in the name of my wife, Zimo, Zimo..."
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"Zimo, Zimo..."
There was a sound coming from a distance through the wind and rain.
Leng Zimo turned around and looked towards where the sound came from, only to see a figure running towards him through the wind and rain.
That figure looked so familiar, and he strode towards her.
She fell down, climbed over immediately, and continued running towards him. Finally, she was close, her hair was wet from the rain, but he could still see her face clearly through the light.
She has exquisite facial features, and her eyes are as bright as the stars in the sky, full of joyful smiles.
