The hallway outside the operating room.

The incandescent lights reflected the snow-white walls on both sides, making the whole atmosphere seem silent and cold......

Wen Le stood beside him and didn't even dare to get out of the atmosphere, but he raised his eyes from time to time to glance at the indicator light, but the "operational" light was always on, and the closed door was not opened.

At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps sounded......

Xiao Qianche ran in the direction of the operating room, and saw that there were countless people waiting in the corridor, and before he could leave himself a breather, he asked hurriedly, "How is it?" ”

Bo Yucheng's eyes were lowered, and there was a dead silence at the bottom of his eyes, and he kept gently rubbing the skin of his right palm with the tip of his left finger.

The palm that had held the girl's hand tightly before......

He always felt that there seemed to be some residual warmth from time to time.

Wen Le glanced at him sideways, then raised his eyes to look at Xiao Qianche, "Sorry sir, may I ask you ......?"

Xiao Qianche immediately handed over the safe in his hand.

He introduced himself, "Jingshi Pavilion Xiao Qianche, Lan Lan ordered me to escort this batch of experimental drugs to the Southern Central Hospital of S Continent. ”

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng raised his eyes and glanced at him.

Xiao Qianche looked up at the door of the operating room, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, "How is Lan Lan's situation now?" ”

Wenle immediately pulled Xiao Qianche to the side.

He knew that Bo Yucheng was unwilling to face the real situation, so he lowered his voice and introduced, "The dagger happened to pierce her heart, and she just rushed into the operating room for rescue, and she didn't know the situation yet." ”

"The position of the heart ......" Xiao Qianche's breath stagnated.

There was a worried look between his eyebrows, and his usually soft eyes were slightly cooler, "Did you find out who did it?" ”

"I'm checking." Wen Le pursed his lower lip, "Judging from the surveillance, the person has been guarding the corridor, just waiting for the target to appear, obviously a deliberate murder, but it's not sure who is coming." ”

Xiao Qianche couldn't help but take a deep breath, he looked at the operating room with solemn eyes, "I hope Lan Lan will be fine." ”

He clenched the handle of the safe, his joints turning slightly white.

However, remembering Shi Tinglan's original intention of coming to the Southern Central Hospital, he looked down at the safe in his hand, and then raised his eyes and cast his eyes to the middle-aged man who was guarding outside the operating room together......

"Excuse me, you're Dean Smith, aren't you?" Xiao Qianche investigated the basic information of the central hospital before he came.

Dean Smith nodded, "Yes, I am." ”

"This is the experimental medicine that Dr. Jinglan specially ordered me to send, please Dean Smith and give these drugs to the patient."

He handed the safe with both hands, "Dr. Jinglan is here to treat the sick and save people, although she has some accidents, she must still hope that all patients are safe and secure." ”

Dean Smith looked at the safe with some tears in his eyes.

He took it with trembling hands, "Okay...... Doctor Lan is so righteous! Heaven will bless her well! ”

Xiao Qianche pursed her lower lip and bowed her head slightly.

Dean Smith immediately left temporarily with the safe, and arranged for other medical staff to continue to follow the treatment plan previously formulated by Shi Tianlan, and prepare for the appropriate distribution of special drugs!

The hallway outside the operating room was silent again...... Beanie boxes

Three men were clubbed outside the operating room, one was depressed and depressed, one raised his eyes from time to time to glance at the light in the operating room, and the other waited anxiously while sending a message, exchanging information with Wen Mo about the young lady's operation process and the assassin's investigation.

"Squeak-"

Until the door of the operating room, there was a slight noise.

Bo Yucheng's deathly eyes suddenly lit up a little, and he immediately rushed over, "Doctor! ”

"How's my fiancée!" His eyebrows were full of anxiety, and his voice was hoarse and low, not as beautiful as usual.

Xiao Qianche also wanted to be the first to chase over and ask, but Bo Yucheng was faster than him after all, and the sentence "my fiancée" made his steps pause slightly, and then silently clubbed beside him.

Wen Le also immediately cast his eyes on the doctor......

The eyes of the three men were shining, the kind of sporadic light in a deep pool, sprinkled with anxiety and hope.

But the doctor's expression looked more solemn, he looked up at the three men, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly shook his head.

Seeing this, Bo Yucheng's brain was stunned.

In those deep ink pupils, the sparks that had finally ignited were gradually swaying and extinguishing little by little.

"Shaking the head...... What do you mean? His voice choked slightly.

The doctor sighed a little heavily, and handed over a few intraoperative examinations, "Dr. Jinglan's condition is not very good. ”

"The dagger stabbed near her heart, although she was lucky to avoid the most dangerous artery, but it was too close to the heart, and she also experienced cardiac arrest during the dagger pulling, although the heartbeat has now resumed, but the strength of the heart pacing is very weak, we can't be sure what the result will be."

Bo Yucheng immediately lowered his head and flipped through the inspection reports.

His fingers were still trembling slightly, and his heart suddenly tightened when he heard the doctor's words......

"So you mean ......," Wenle asked hesitantly.

When asked, he also peeked too much at the top of the operating room door, and the "operational" light was still not extinguished.

The doctor handed over a piece of paper with a calm face, "Let's notify the patient's family to come over first and sign the critical illness notice." ”

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng suddenly raised his eyes.

His ink pupils shrank suddenly, his deep eyes were a little trance-like, and his voice was extremely deep, "Critical illness notice?" ”

"She was fine a few hours ago...... Bo Yucheng's voice tightened, "she still smiled at me, and happily told me that the medicine would be delivered soon, and the patient would be saved immediately." ”

"Now, you're asking me to sign her critical illness notice?"

Every word seemed to be squeezed out of his heart, wrapped in extremely heavy gasps, and his voice was terrifyingly cold.

But the doctor could only lower his eyes and say, "I'm sorry, it's the rule of surgery to sign a critical illness notice, but we'll do our best." ”

"I don't want to be sorry! I don't try my best! Bo Yucheng roared suddenly, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the closed door, his fingertips trembling violently, "I want her to come out for me!" ”

"Master Bo is calm!" Wenle immediately stopped the man.

Xiao Qianche also immediately helped stop him, and he turned his head sideways to confirm with the doctor, "How dangerous is Lan Lan's life now?" ”

"If the surgery goes well, it may be fine, but if anything happens during the operation, it may also be ...... Can't get out. ”

The doctor must truthfully inform them of the situation, "Any surgery is risky, but we will do our best." ”