How will the Feng family be passed down in the future?
"Madam, sir, he... he will definitely wake up safely. Before, before..." Muzi wanted to say that Feng He had fainted many times before, and it was a long process from onset to death.
But she couldn't speak completely, her tongue felt like it was tied up.
Because in the end, Feng He died.
Dying young has become a curse that cannot be broken by the men of the Feng family.
"Madam, if it really doesn't work, you can do an artificial heart transplant. It's possible, Doctor Oshima, right?" Zhu Huan suddenly thought of heart transplantation.
If it was Feng Heken, it would have been possible to extend his life for a few years or even ten years. But he was hurt by love and did not agree.
Because for Feng He, if he lives for one more day, he will have to bear the pain of losing Xu Qingyou for one more day.
But it's different now. Feng Hao's beloved woman is by his side. If it is feasible, he will definitely not refuse.
Therefore, Zhu Huan almost saw hope and looked at Xia Yucheng with expectation.
"If possible, I would very much like to do this! As long as you can recover, I will do anything!" Xia Yucheng felt that she had used all her strength to say this.
But this is the truth, as long as there is a little hope, she is willing to try.
But, this is a virus, not real heart failure.
She now even hopes that the person who mailed her the letter will contact her as soon as possible. If there is an antidote, she is willing to risk her life!
If that person was really Lu Licheng, she felt that things would be very simple, because what Lu Licheng wanted was her. He would not kill her, so she would rather that person was him.
Three days, she hoped that person would show up within three days.
"Okay, you all go down and have a rest! There's nothing going on here, just wait for the adults to wake up!" She said weakly.
"Madam, you also need a good rest, just let me take care of you!" Muzi looked at the confused Xia Yucheng and said sadly.
"No!"
"Then...then we will wait outside. If Madam needs anything, please tell us to do it immediately." Muzi replied firmly.
"okay, I get it!"
After closing the door, Xia Yucheng felt like she was exhausted, her lips and tongue were dry, and her eyes were swollen.
She picked up her cell phone and called Rui En. She thought she would burst into tears when she narrated the story, but she didn't. When Feng Hao fell, she had to be strong for him.
Ryan was obviously sad when he heard the news: "Xia, don't worry, I will come over with Bob as soon as possible. You have to calm down, you know? You are not alone now..."
"I know, Ryan, don't worry, I will give birth to the child well. Hao also wants to watch our daughter grow up happily..."
"Yes, for sure. I will make arrangements now."
"Ryan, thank you!"
"Xia, you never have to say thank you to me, really, take care!"
"Take care of yourself!"
Xia Yucheng hung up the phone, placed the long knife that symbolized the head of the Feng family on Feng Hao's pillow, then lifted the sheets and lay down next to him.
"Hao, good night!" She leaned over and pressed her lips tightly to his thin lips.
After turning off the lights, the room became quiet. There was darkness all around. Hearing Feng Hao's gentle breathing, Xia Yucheng forcefully opened her stinging eyes.