Chapter 247

On the dark corridor outside the ward door, the tall and slender man's face is extremely sinister. The cigarette on his fingertips is burning slowly. The green smoke leaves a heavy mark in the air, which sets off his cold face and makes people more frightened.

Several doctors stood in front of Fu Tingyuan, their heads bowed, their faces slightly pale.

"What does it mean to be unable to find the cause?" The man slowly opened his mouth and asked in a sullen tone, "I donate money to your hospital every quarter to buy equipment, not to let you tell me I don't know when I need it!"

"But Fu Shao, we have done a full set of physical examination for Miss Luo. There is no cause in her body. Except for a little malnutrition, she is very healthy." A younger doctor couldn't help but explain and kept silent when he saw the man's increasingly ugly face. He was pulled by his predecessors, and a more senior doctor came up to Fu Tingyuan and said with a smile: "Fu Shao, it's more than four o'clock in the morning now. For example, if you go to have a rest, I'll send someone to check Miss Luo again, OK?"

Fu Tingyuan raised his eyes and looked at him. His eyebrows were covered with deep irritation and depression. He turned and pushed the door of the ward and went in.

Ronan was lying in the hospital bed at the beginning, with drops hanging on his hands. His face was white and transparent under the light. She looks like she's asleep. She's cute. He went over and took her hot hand and squeezed it in the palm.

For some reason, he always had the illusion that Ronan would have been ill for the first time, and that she would not wake up again.

The thought made him tremble.

He slowly clenched her hand and felt her pulse. He lowered his head, put his forehead on the back of her hand and took a breath.

He didn't know why he was so scared.

*On the fifth day of Luonan's coma, Fu Tingyuan lost his temper.

He always treats people sparsely and gently. Once he is angry, he will be furious. All the doctors who treat ronanchu have been found by him. He stands in front of them and does not say a word, but it is enough to frighten them.

"Five days, tell me, when on earth will she wake up?" He put out the cigarette end with his slender fingertips, and looked up at the people opposite him. His face was cold and his voice was gloomy. He was like the God of death who came to harvest life from hell. "I paid you to buy you the best equipment, but you can't cure a small fever?"

The air was silent, and the last old doctor was pushed out to face the fierce anger of the young dignitary. The old man rubbed the cold sweat on his forehead and said, "Mr. Fu, it's not that we failed to cure, it's because..." The doctor's voice was a little difficult, "patient, she There is no will to survive. "

Fu Tingyuan Mou Kong, because he said this sentence slightly for a moment.

"We've tried our best to use all kinds of cooling methods. But No way. " The old doctor's voice was helpless. He looked at Fu Tingyuan tired and said, "that lady, it's not that she has a physical problem. She is..." I don't want to live.

The last four words, the old doctor looked at Fu Tingyuan's look, and did not have the courage to say.

But even if he didn't say it, the man's face turned white for a moment.

For a long time, Fu Tingyuan asked in a low voice, "if you have a fever, will you die?"