The old man of the Xuan family took out his handkerchief and handed it to the fifth month. "If you cry red, your eyes will not be beautiful. That bastard will surely be distressed when you see it. If you want to blame me for bullying you again, you will be in trouble. "

"I don't cry, Grandpa. I really don't cry." The tears could not stop, and the atmosphere of sadness spread. Everyone turned their heads and wept silently.

Xuanyuanhao's hair was white and mottled, and Xiang Huizhen also hid in the corner and cried.

At more than ten o'clock in the evening, when everyone was exhausted, the lights in the operating room finally went out.

"Look, Mommy, the lights are out." At last, the fifth hour was not calm.

In the fifth hour of exclamation, all the people's spirits were uplifted and gathered in front of the operating room door.

The door, slowly opened.

The nurses pushed Xuan Yi Che out of it. Xuan Yi Che closed his eyes tightly, and his face was pale without a trace of blood. They all came forward one by one and called his name, but the people on the sickbed did not respond at all.

"The patient is not out of danger and needs to be transferred to intensive care unit. Please make way for me

Phoenix holding a thermos bucket, next to AI holding a glass of milk, two small figures kept looking inside. Seeing the pale fifth day, they quickly went up and gave him the milk to drink.

Then, two men in black came up and carried the fifth empty to the rest room.

Nangong silver dragged the tired body to come out, and Bai Bing immediately went up and helped him. "How are you?"

"Well, the operation was successful." With that, Nangong silver fainted in Bai Bing's arms.

Looking at the white man, lying on the window quietly. The weak breath under the oxygen mask and the constant beating frequency on the instrument showed that he was still a living body.

People's life is always fragile. A bullet almost separates them from Yin and Yang.

It's good to be alive.

Every day she would come here to sit for a while, eat, eat and sleep, and she would come to accompany him most of the time. Just standing there, looking at him, communicating with your heart.

She said, "don't worry, or I won't forgive myself, let alone you."

He looked at her heartily, "promise me, take good care of yourself."

Her serious is his shadow, her tears, there is also a shadow of him.

Love is a beautiful fairy tale full of romance and fantasy, and she is a spectator standing outside the gate of heaven to peep at the beautiful fairy tale. Maybe I will be full of yearning for it after seeing it, because I have my expectation there.

Maybe she will go away in silence, because there has become her helpless.

His appearance gave her a bright future like sunshine. Happiness filled every cell, and the sweet taste spread to every corner of her body along with the blood.

When the heroine in an idol drama, watching the hero appear, will be happy to say, "I am happy to die." She would scoff at it, how could she be so happy to die.

At this moment, she finally understood the meaning of that sentence.

"I knew you were here." Purple holding a coat, put on her body, she gratefully smile at her. "Don't worry. We'll be through the dangerous period soon. Didn't the doctor say the operation was successful?"

"I don't worry. I just envy why he can sleep so quietly." Yes, she doesn't worry. She just envies him.

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