Several people seemed to be petrified, always maintaining the same posture and not moving.
I don't know how long it took, but when everyone was about to collapse, the door of the operating room finally opened.
Everyone rushed forward at the speed of light, extremely anxious, "Doctor, how is the situation?"
The doctor's face was calm, and his eyebrows were full of worry. "The bullet has been removed, but he was injured in the aorta in the chest, and it is very close to the heart. Coupled with excessive blood loss, the situation is not optimistic."
"Doctor, please save him..." Lin Ya desperately grabbed the doctor's arm.
"I can understand your feelings, but we have tried our best. Tonight is the most critical moment. If he can survive tonight, then everything will be hopeful."
The doctor then said a few words of comfort and left.
Several people stood there stiffly, their faces as dark as night, and their eyes as empty as dark sea water.
Qiao Manman slid down the wall as weakly as a vine, as if her life had been sucked out, empty and fragile, as if she would float away at any time if the wind blew.
How she wished it was her who was lying inside now.
Sometimes death is not the scariest thing. What is scary is that the fear in your heart is more uncomfortable than death.
Doctors and nurses come and go, go and come, come and go.
But she remained sitting on the ground motionless.
Jiang Li was sent to the ward, and his parents stayed by the bed.
But she never dared to go in because she didn't have the face to face his parents.
It wasn't until late at night that his parents came out.
Jiang Hui glanced at her and Wu Shen said, "Go in and take a look."
Although his son was hurt because of her, he knew that at this moment, the person his son wanted to be by his side most was her.
She immediately wiped away her tears and walked in.
Jiang Li lay quietly on the hospital bed, his skin looking pale and lifeless as if it had been soaked in water.
The ventilator's suction cap covered his nose, covering half of his handsome face.
The dark red blood on her chest was like a needle, piercing into her heart and making her feel so painful that she felt like fainting.
She was lying on the bedside, her heart was cut like a knife, and her tears fell heavily on the white sheets, seeping into a large area...
God, why are you always so cruel?
Please open your eyes, have mercy on him, and don't take him away.
He didn't even know he had a lovely daughter, how could he sleep with such regrets.
Please...let him wake up...
Her tears were like floods with missing embankments, running wildly and heartbroken.
She didn't know how long she had been crying. Her tears had dried up and her voice was hoarse before she stopped.
She stared at the unconscious him quietly, and her heart slowly calmed down.
She couldn't be so depressed, being sad would not help, it would only extinguish hope.
She should be more active and make every effort to wake him up.
She knew that although many of the injured were unconscious, they still had consciousness in their minds.
Therefore, she had to work harder and try to awaken the consciousness deep in his body that wanted to wake up.
She immediately put away her tears, cheered up, and gently grabbed his hand.
"Li, you must hold on, you can't just leave, because you have a very cute and beautiful daughter. You must wake up and listen to her calling you daddy loudly."
"In the past, Yiyi always asked her if she had a father. I never dared to tell her. Now I will officially tell her that you are her father, a very great father."