Xu Tianming instinctively disagrees. He is afraid that Xia Weian's emotion will be too excited, which will affect emperor Xingchen's treatment, and at the same time cause damage to his body. But looking at her at the moment, he can't bear to refuse, so he has to let her disinfect.

Emperor Xingchen is lying on the hospital bed, surrounded by various monitoring instruments. He has a tube inserted into his body and is transfusion. His face is pale and his eyes are closed.

"Baby..."

Xia Wei'an squatted on the bedside, reached out and gently grasped emperor Xingchen's slightly cold big palm, a "baby" export, tears have been unable to stop flowing down, watching him lying alone in the hospital bed, heartbroken, I wish I could bear all the pain for him.

She has a thousand words to say at the moment, but she can't say anything when she holds the hand of emperor Xingchen. Looking at the man lying in front of her with no expression, she hates her incompetence. She wants to turn into a miracle doctor to drive away all the pain and cure him. But the imagination is imagination. In fact, she can't do anything.

Holding the hand of emperor Xingchen, she just cried. Before she said a few words, a nurse came to ask her to go out.

Ward is sterile ward, she stayed for a long time to the patient is not good, although all do not give up, but for the sake of emperor Star good, she still endure the sad mood to go out.

Ji tezhu is also standing at the door with a heavy face. The phone is ringing all the time, and he keeps answering. There is no emperor star in charge of the company, so he has to support it.

After answering the phone, jitsuzhu came up to say goodbye to her. She was sitting alone in the corridor, feeling inexplicably cold. Holding her arms, she curled up in the corner of the wall, buried her head in her knees, sobbing bitterly.

She never thought that she would lose the emperor's star, which may suddenly come. She only felt that the sky was about to collapse. If the emperor's star died, she would never live.

Xu Tianming looked at her from a distance, and could feel her sadness and sadness from a distance. He did not dare to go there.

It's getting dark. He asks Dr. Song to give her food. Xia Wei'an shakes his head. When he looks up, his eyes are swollen like walnuts. Dr. Song is distressed, but he can't say any consolation at the moment, because any consolation seems powerless.

In the early hours of the morning, the medical team of M country finally arrived and entered the ICU nonstop. Xia Weian stood up quickly, but was blocked outside the door. She could only stick tightly to the door, waiting quietly and praying quietly.

A few hours later, the medical team came out with Xu Tianming. Xu Tianming asked his secretary to take them to the hotel to have a rest. After a few people said goodbye, the medical team left.

"How's it going?"

Xia Wei'an rushed forward and looked at Xu Tianming nervously. Xu Tianming didn't speak. The atmosphere became dull for a moment. Then the tall man turned around and wiped his eyes.

Xia Wei'an's heart mentioned her throat. She grabbed Xu Tianming's sleeve, pulled him hard, forced him to turn around and said in a loud voice, "speak!"

Tears have flowed down again, heart beat disordered rhythm, breathing is not even, Xia Wei An dead looking at Xu Tianming, see his eyes are still a little bit of tears, the whole heart seems to be suddenly grasped, tight to breathless.

Xu Tianming didn't speak. His eyes were red and his head didn't open.

"You talk!"

This way of him makes Xia Wei'an feel worse. The man doesn't shed tears lightly, but he doesn't feel sad. Xu Tianming is usually careless and heartless. Suddenly, he is like this. In fact, he doesn't need to say that Xia Wei'an can guess something.