My name is Meng Ke, and I'm a traverser, and my hanging seems to have killed me!

- "Meng Ke: A Forced Self-Inferration Who Comes to Have the Attributes of Poisoned Milk But Does Not Have Any B Number"

With a long beep of the drop, the ward was completely chaotic.

Doctors, nurses, and family members all rushed to Yu Entai's bedside.

"The patient is in shock!

"The power is back!"

"200 joules!"

Card!

Boom!

Yu Entai's upper body instrument was lifted and put down heavily, and his body fell on the bed and made a clanging sound.

The heart rate monitor still stretched forward in a straight line, and the sound was long, like a life-threatening note.

"300 joules!"

Card!

Boom!

Again, Yu Entai did not react.

"350 joules!"

Card!

Boom!

No response.

"400 joules!"

Card!

Boom!

Still no response!

After four or five attempts, the doctors gave up, put away the instruments and shook their heads at Yu Feng, Yu Hong, and Han Jingyun.

"Grandpa—"

"Dad—"

"Dad—"

"Old Yu—"

The ward was crying, and everyone surrounded Yu Entai's hospital bed again, Meng Ke was squeezed directly to the edge from the position he was close to the hospital bed at the beginning, looking at everything in front of him, his brain was completely blank.

What's the situation?

Does poisoned milk still have this effect?

Don't add guilt to me if you want to die, old man!

The revolutionary old-timers died in my hands, this is going to be a long life!

The collapse of his heart is like a surging river, Meng Ke is about to cry, it's too bad for this system!

After being stunned for a few seconds, Meng Ke's first reaction was to push through the crowd and rush in, lying in front of the hospital bed and shouting with tears in his eyes, "Old man, you can go, but don't struggle,

Relax, I heard that it doesn't hurt when you die like this, don't worry, I'll watch it well over there from the crew, and you can bless us over there when you win the award in the future.

Cancer is not saved, and don't regret it. ”

No matter.

Let's talk about milk first!

Ruthless, Meng Ke said blindly.

Anyway, now the ward is noisy, Yu Feng, Yu Hong, Han Jingyun and a group of people are crying, and no one listens to what he says.

While shouting, Meng Ke stared at the heart rate monitor.

Drops –

Drops –

Drops –

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

For four or five seconds, the line on the heart rate monitor was still moving straight forward.

"Isn't it useless? The old man didn't die of his milk?"

Lowering his head and muttering, Meng Ke felt both happy and disappointed in his heart, but this kind of birth, old age, sickness and death is not something that ordinary people can control.

Everyone knows that once it happens to you or your family, there will always be a little unwillingness, knowing that there is no miracle or you still have to fight for it...... Huh?

Drip.

The heart rate monitor suddenly rang twice.

The originally smooth straight line has a little bit of a ripple.

Drip, drip, drip.

The second crest is longer.

Immediately after the third, the fourth, and the fifth......

Heart, there is a response!

Meng Ke: "......"

He has a saying that MMP must say!

"Let's go!"

The doctors also noticed this situation and hurriedly rushed up with the guys' equipment.

Similarly, Yu Feng and Han Jingyun and many others also saw it, their eyes were fast, Yu Feng directly picked up Yu Hong and walked to the side to make way for the doctors and nurses.

Meng Ke also wanted to withdraw, but as soon as he was about to move, Yu Entai's hand hanging on the side of the bed suddenly grabbed him, obviously a critically ill old man, but at this moment his hand was as strong as a vice.

"I said old man, don't worry, after you leave, I will definitely enlighten Xiaohong, you can go with peace of mind, Mr. Yu, I will also help you persuade a little, and never let the doctor cut you for treatment,

Eh, I said you're lighter, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts...... I didn't let you get your tumor, and it was useless for you to hold on to me, liver cancer, lung cancer, brain cancer, etc., there was no cure at all......

Ahh......hhh It hurts, it hurts...... Don't try to suffocate the tumor again......"

Under the huge strength of his hand, Meng Ke grinned in pain.

"What are you talking about?"

No one heard Meng Ke speak just now, and that was because everyone was crying.

But now, after seeing the fluctuations on the heart rate monitor, everyone stopped and held their breath to wait for the doctor's final judgment, even Yu Hong held back his cry for a while, and the ward was as quiet as a chicken.

Every word and every pause in which he said this fell on the ears of the people.

And he has no image at the moment, he is grinning and shouting at the same time, not to mention the elegant atmosphere of intellectuals, even the ordinary state before he first came in is gone.

If you don't understand, you're a second-rate person at first glance!

Yu Feng's face turned pale.

Han Jingyun's eyes glared angrily.

Zhang Xiaoxiao was so shocked that her jaw was about to drop.

In the entire ward, except for the doctors, there was a count, and everyone looked at Meng Ke who was playing treasure beside the bed with strange eyes.

There are four words written on everyone's face: You're dead!

With a loud roar, Yu Hong was about to rush up, Meng Ke couldn't care about the pain in his hands, and pointed at Yu Hong and shouted, "Did I say something wrong?

If you don't die, you will become an old monster, this tumor is in the body every day, he works so hard, doesn't he have to explode?

I'm telling the truth, who is like you! Everyone is sanctimonious, people are already like this, and they are still crying here, crying and crying is of a hairy use, hurry back and prepare for the funeral as soon as possible. ”

"You!"

Yu Hongqi's chest rose and fell violently, he looked left and right, and directly lifted the chair.

"Xiaohong!" Han Jingyun snorted coldly, blocking the middle between Meng Ke and Yu Hong.

"Mom, get out of the way! I'm going to kill this bastard! He cursed grandpa to death, I'm going to kill him and let him bury him. Yu Hong has already lost her mind in anger, and now Meng Ke is her outlet.

"Calm down!"

Han Jingyun raised her voice and turned around, she faced Meng Ke, "Mr. Meng, please go out immediately, you are not welcome here." ”

"I also want to, it's the old man who won't let me. ”

Meng Keyang raised his hand, and struggled, his hand struggled out of Yu Entai's hand, but his sleeve was grabbed again, and the strength was greater than just now, and he couldn't break free at all.

Yu Feng shook his head.

Zhang Xiaoxiao went up with great discernment, bent down and carefully pulled Yu Entai's hand.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

Before a finger could be wrenched, Yu Entai on the hospital bed suddenly coughed.

"Dad!"

"Grandpa. ”

Yu Feng's family of three rushed to the hospital bed.

"Fu ...... Supporting ......"

Yu Entai shouted weakly.

"Lift up, lift up. ”

Just now, because of the rescue, Yu Entai was flattened again, and now hearing him say this, Yu Feng nodded hurriedly, Yu Hong pressed the remote control, and the hospital bed was half-sloped again, and Yu Entai was half-sitting like just now.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

As soon as he sat up, Yu Entai began to cough violently again, and after a few sounds, he heard a muffled sound in his throat, and at the same time, he beckoned.

Yu Feng took the spittoon very familiarly.

With a vomit, Yu Entai spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and after spitting up, he closed his eyes comfortably, gasped for a few breaths and regained some strength, and then smiled at Yu Feng and them, "Just now, the phlegm was stuck." ”

Yu Feng's family: "......"

Everyone: "......"

Meng Ke: "......"

God's phlegm is stuck!!