Mao Zhonghe shook his head and glanced at Wang Rong a little apologetically: "The situation is not optimistic, the ribs have completely penetrated into the lungs, even I can only reluctantly contain the condition and not continue to deteriorate, but this is also effective in a short period of time." ”

"You lie!" Lin Sensen's figure flickered, and his face suddenly turned pale, if it wasn't for Wang Rong's tightness, maybe he would have rushed to Mao Zhonghe's face at this time.

Wang Rong was much calmer than Lin Sensen, and while holding Lin Sensen's arm tightly, he took a deep breath and asked, "How long is this time?"

There is nothing to hide about this, Mao Zhonghe let go of the support of the person on the left, stretched out his hand and said with three fingers: "At most, it will be three days, and the old man is really powerless." ”

"I know," Wang Rong felt like he had been stabbed, endured the pain in his heart, nodded towards Mao Zhonghe, and said, "I know, thank you Professor Mao."

Hey, Mao Zhonghe sighed, shook his head, and staggered to the lounge again with the support of the person next to him, and paused when he passed by Wang Rong's side and said: "Chairman, don't rush into the operating room, you all have bacteria on your body, which may infect the wound, once the wound is infected, it may be three days ......" He didn't say the latter words, he believed that Wang Rong could understand.

Wang Rong originally planned to go in to take a look at Meng Xiaoyang, but Mao Zhonghe's words made his heart palpitate, and he bowed deeply to Mao Zhonghe, and said in a sincere tone: "Thank you so much today." ”

Regardless of whether the other party rescued Meng Xiaoyang or not, just by virtue of the uninterrupted rescue from 4 o'clock in the morning to 3 o'clock in the afternoon, this love is worthy of Wang Rong's gratitude.

Sent Mao Zhonghe away, and after a while, several nurses in white coats walked into the operating room and pushed Meng Xiaoyang out, probably because of the bleeding during the operation, Meng Xiaoyang's face was even paler than before, and there was even a trace of death on his complexion.

Worried that Lin Sensen's emotions were too excited, Wang Rong sent Lin Sensen to rest, where could Lin Sensen sleep at this time, but he didn't dare to go against the boss's wishes, Lin Sensen could only go to the side ward to rest.

Watching the nurse reinstall the oxygen tube and connect various wires to Meng Xiaoyang's body, Wang Rong didn't know what it was for, and he didn't mean to ask, just sat quietly on the chair next to him and watched them do all this.

Because of the successive arrival of Wang Rong and Mao Zhonghe, of course, it is impossible for the hospital to arrange Meng Xiaoyang in the previous ordinary ward, and Meng Xiaoyang was specially transferred to a special ward, the environment here is still a certain gap compared with the big hospital, but compared to the previous ward, it is already a world of difference, and air conditioning is also installed in the house to ensure the temperature in the house.

After the nurses left, Wang Rong moved the chair a little closer, took Meng Xiaoyang's little hand out of the quilt, carefully held the other party's slightly cold soft wattle with both hands, and tried to recall the time he spent with Meng Xiaoyang in his head.

I didn't find it when I was together, and after Lin Sensen said it, he found out that he was really happy when Meng Xiaoyang was together, he was not a cold-blooded person, he had experienced so much, after such a long time, he also had a preliminary determination of his character, in a word, it is the true nature of a man.

Even if an actor says it, he likes to be passive. Emotionally, Wang Rong also likes to be passive, whether it is Lin Dai or Chen Yue, it is because they take the initiative to show a good impression of themselves, they are willing to live with them, and they are willing to treat them as sisters and friends, and Lin Fang, Chen Yueyun gives Wang Rong a strong feeling, so that he can not feel good, he can not hesitate to refuse Chen Yueyun's invitation, except for something, Wang Rong is not willing to have any contact with Lin Fang at all.

Now there's one more person to add.,This person is Meng Xiaoyang.,A silly girl who can like herself for several years and never let herself know.、

Stretched out his hand and gently pulled the bangs on Meng Xiaoyang's forehead away, looking at the other party's unconscious closed eyes, strictly speaking, omitting Meng Xiaoyang's cuteness in front of her, she actually looks quite delicate.

"Actually, you shouldn't be lying here. Wang Rong looked at Meng Xiaoyang's pale face and muttered, "How can I save you?"

I don't know how long it took, but I knew that it had become dark outside the window, and there was a sound of footsteps at the door, Wang Rong looked towards the door, and saw a group of experts led by Mao Zhonghe walking in from the door.

He knew that they had come to check on their condition, Wang Rong nodded slightly at Mao Zhonghe, stood to the side, and made way for them.

Meng Xiaoyang's situation Mao Zhonghe naturally can't understand, he came here just out of a doctor's routine rounds, pressed a few keys on the instrument next to Meng Xiaoyang's bed, called up pages and pages of data, Wang Rong looked at it, and immediately lost interest, none of the data he could understand, Mao Zhonghe looked at the data, and finally shook his head, Wang Rong's heart tightened, looking at Mao Zhonghe's mouth worriedly, he really hoped to be able to say from Mao Zhonghe's mouth that the patient had passed the dangerous period.

The wish is beautiful, but the reality is very cruel, Mao Zhonghe sighed helplessly, "The patient's injury is too serious, I'm afraid that even the gods may not be able to save her." Chairman, you better prepare for her. ”

Mao Zhonghe's words flashed through Wang Rong's mind like a bolt of lightning, Wang Rong seemed to have grasped some point, and when he remembered it again, he didn't know what it was. He looked at Mao Zhonghe with an eager face and asked, "Wait, what did you just say?"

"Uh" Wang Rong's sudden eagerness made Mao Zhonghe stunned for a moment, and said uncertainly: "You can prepare for her." ”

"No, it's not like this," Wang Rong frowned, stared at Mao Zhonghe tightly and asked, "The last sentence of this sentence." ”

"I said that even the gods couldn't save him. Chairman, what's wrong with you?" The chairman can't be stupid because he can't withstand the blow, right? Thinking like this, Mao Zhonghe really reached out and touched Wang Rong's forehead.

"Yes, that's it. Wang Rong turned his head and flashed Mao Zhonghe's hand, and with a bang, thoughts came to his mind like a river bursting the embankment, and he said excitedly: "Maybe the gods can really save her." ”

He suddenly remembered that the last time he was shot, the wound on his arm had only been healed in a day's work, and if he transferred the fairy qi to Meng Xiaoyang's body, maybe he could really heal Meng Xiaoyang's injury.