1891. Chapter 1891 The patient is running out of time
Qi Xiangyang looked at the large and small bags she carried out and raised his eyebrows, "Only bring things that are dependent on mint. For the rest, I will have someone prepare it again!"
Ying was at the side. When he heard what he said, he quickly dialed the phone and asked the shopping mall under the Suye Group to deliver things to the villa.
"..."
Jiarui glanced at the frightening Qi Xiangyang, hesitated for a moment, and put everything down again, only bringing a mint bottle and two sets of clean clothes.
Qi Xiangyang glanced at Jiarui, who was aware of current affairs, with an unclear smile on his lips, and left with little Mint in his arms, who was already sleeping.
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Country M.
Advanced private institute.
"Boss, the patient's condition is deteriorating very quickly. None of the drugs we have tried can curb the damage caused by tabun to her brain's nervous system. If this continues, I'm afraid she won't have much time left, and there is nothing I can do."
The old man in white clothes walked out of the ward, raised his hand and took off the magnifying glass on the bridge of his nose, shaking his head.
"It's been three days, is this the only answer you can give me?!" Ou Zhekai stood up from the sofa and kicked over the table with his feet.
An aura of hostility lingered all over his body, his resolute face was tense, and a pair of deep and mysterious eyes showed a trace of decadence. He stepped forward, grabbed the old man's collar, and gritted his teeth.
"I want her to live. If she doesn't survive, all of you here will be buried with her! Do you hear me?"
"..." The old man's eyes widened and his lips moved, "But..."
"I don't want to hear it, but I just want her to live!"
"Ou Zhekai..." A faint voice came from the ward. Ou Zhekai was startled, then suddenly let go of his hand, walked quickly towards the ward, and stood in front of the bed.
In just a few days, Su Liang lost weight in the hospital bed. Her beautiful face became so thin that her cheekbones protruded. She lay quietly on the bed, her face looking pale as if it would disappear at any moment.
"Sui, you're awake? How do you feel? Do you feel pain anywhere?" Ou Zhekai suppressed his anger and held her hand tightly, as if he wanted to rub it into his palm.
"I'm fine," Su Liang smiled weakly, with calm eyes, and slowly moved to the ceiling, "I just miss you. The little guy won't sleep well when he sees me. Ou Zhekai, can we go back to China?
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"...Sui."
"I just want to be with my daughter now, even if it's only for one day." Su Liang's eyes slowly moved to him, "Don't blame other people, and don't blame yourself. I always owe you a thank you..."
"I don't want your thanks, I want you to live well, Sui, believe me, I will definitely find a way to save you, I will!"
"Shall we go back to China?" Su Liang repeated it again, with a faint look in his eyes, but with a kind of nameless hope.
She wanted to see her daughter and the city where he had intersection...
Even if she died, she wanted to die somewhere with him.
"..."
Ou Zhekai looked at her deeply, the light on his face flickered slightly, and finally nodded in compromise, "Okay, let's go back to China and take Little Mint to Ou's house together. I will find Miao Ling'er as soon as possible."
, you will be fine!"
"..." Su Liang just looked at him, smiled softly, and pursed her lips in silence.
She knows her own situation well...
Ou Zhekai understood Su Liang's thoughts very well. He simply prepared some medicine and prepared a special plane to return home.
