An hour later.

By the time the helicopter returned to the seaside base, the girl's breath was already meager to the extreme.

Qingluo hurriedly carried the girl to the operating room of the base, and after a few brief explanations, he saw that the surgeons were hurriedly closed by the nurses.

In the spacious corridor, after Qingluo threw several punches on the snow-white wall, the whole person calmed down a little.

Ignoring the blood stains on the back of his hand, Qing Luo came back to his senses and lowered his head, took out the special communicator on his body, and quickly clicked the button.

[What the hell is going on?] Why did she hurt so badly! 】

The text message was sent quickly, but unfortunately, Qingluo waited for half an hour without waiting for a reply.

A bad premonition hit Qingluo's heart, that nail had never replied to his message for so long, could it have been noticed and .....

It was at this time.

The warning light on the operating room door dimmed.

In the next second, the door of the operating room was opened from the inside.

Qingluo turned his head sideways when he heard the sound, and his face suddenly turned pale, and he hurriedly greeted him.

"How?" Although a long time has passed, he is still terrified when he thinks of the large and terrifying blood stains on his sister's body.

The entrance to the operating room.

The doctor at the head of the group had an ugly face, and the corners of his lips were tensed and he didn't dare to make a sound, and the nurses on the side were even more frightened and retreated, not even daring to touch Qingluo.

After two seconds of pausing, the bottom of his pupils immediately became frightened, and he almost knocked away the people in front of him and rushed towards the operating room.

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in the operating room.

The electronic pulses connected to the human body emitted a long, flat and piercing ticking sound.

Qingluo looked at the girl who was still on the operating table with a pale face, his eyes filled with disbelief. After a long time, he staggered to the operating table.

"Sister, sister....." The hoarse voice sounded low from Qingluo's throat, trembling lightly and frightened.

Qingluo raised his hand and carefully touched the hand of the girl on the operating table, his eyes were red with tears, and his voice was complaining and flattering, "Sister.... I—I'm wrong, okay..... You wake up, I'll listen to you, okay...."

The girl's hands, pale as snow, did not move, cold, and stiff.

Qingluo continued to shake lightly without giving up, his eyes were red with tears, "Sister.... I know wrong... You—Don't scare me, okay..."

"Sister... You take care of me..."

"Sister... I'm Aro....."

"Sister... Don't be angry, okay..."

The young man's hoarse voice echoed shallowly in the empty operating room, dragging the cold hand of the woman on the operating table and refusing to let go, his body was carefully touched from the beginning, and finally he hugged the woman tightly in his arms, allowing the tears in his eyes to slide down his cheeks silently one by one.

The young man's voice was very low, as if he didn't dare to raise his voice to the person in his arms for fear of making the other party even more angry.

"Sister, I'll make you your favorite hairy crab, okay, don't be angry...."

"Sister, if you open your eyes and look at me, just take a look, I know it's wrong, I won't dare to do it again in the future....."

"Sister, should I go with you, as long as you wake up, I don't want everything here, and I don't want to be a master, I beg you, I really beg you...."

The boy's pleadings came one after another, hoarse and trembling.....

But the person in his arms was still sleeping quietly, his slender and slightly curly eyelashes did not move, and his hands as pale as snow hung down on the side of his body as if he had lost his strength, no matter how lightly the young man called, he did not move.

"She's dead." Without warning, a calm voice came from the door of the operating room.