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Chapter 1793 If I Can't Wake Up

"Okay." Feng Liye took another deep look at Chu Qingge.

Finally, I closed my eyes.

Qingge is actually a little sad.

Such a beautiful man, such a heavy trust.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and calmed herself down.

In modern times, hospitals would have an unwritten rule and try not to arrange for doctors to operate on their family members.

That's because you will be nervous, uneasy, and worried, which will affect the performance of the doctor.

This feeling is inevitable.

So, she must calm down!

You must keep yourself in the best condition!

The man in front of her is a patient, not her husband, not the father of the baby in her belly!

He is just a patient!

But when Chu Qingge opened her eyes again, those eyes had returned to their usual clear and transparent state.

Seeing this, Long Qian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

What I fear most is that doctors will bring their personal emotions to work.

Chu Qing is indeed Chu Qing, she is always capable of what others cannot.

"I'm going to start injecting the anesthetic now." Chu Qingge picked up the needle, prepared it, and inserted it into the back of Feng Liye's hand accurately and swiftly.

The anesthetic entered Feng Liye's body bit by bit.

His eyelids began to flutter.

Qingge lowered her head and said softly: "Don't fight against the anesthetic! Your internal strength is too strong. If you resist spontaneously, the effect of the anesthetic will be suppressed by you."

Feng Liye's eyes finally slowly regained their composure.

After I stopped resisting, the effects of the anesthetic began to show up little by little.

Many pictures gradually emerged in his mind.

From the beginning, he strangled her to death and ordered her to be buried.

Later, this woman was reborn as the soul of another woman.

At that time, his love came.

It was no longer the flirtatious Chu Qingge, and it was no longer the Chu Qingge who disgusted him so much.

But, his beloved.

It's a pity that he didn't know it at that time.

At that time, he was still disgusted with her.

But Qing'er is so different, even if she keeps telling herself that she hates her.

But in every bit of life, he was attracted to her again and again, and let her break into his heart again and again.

His love...

Feng Liye's hand was raised at some point.

In confusion, I held a soft little hand.

Although this hand is still a little cold now, and although his consciousness has really begun to become blurry.

Gradually, I can no longer distinguish the people and things around me clearly.

But he was still sure that the hand he was holding was hers.

"Qing'er,"

Feng Liye's voice was very hoarse and slight.

However, everyone in the operating room can still hear clearly.

Long Qian was startled, looked back at Chu Qingge, and asked with his eyes:

"How can he still speak after the anesthesia has been off for so long? Is he still conscious?"

Qingge shook her head and signaled her not to speak.

An ordinary person would have fallen into the deepest level of sleep by this time.

But Feng Liye was different from ordinary people.

His will is too strong!

Chu Qingge leaned forward, got close to Feng Liye's ear, and whispered: "Don't be afraid, I'm always here, and I will always guard you. Go to sleep, be good!"

Feng Liye's frown gradually relaxed.

Just when Chu Qingge thought he was finally going to sleep completely, suddenly, he held her fingers and tightened them in an instant.

"Qing'er, Feng Si... has prepared the route. If I... can't wake up, he will... take you away. You must... be obedient."


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