The light of the shadowless lamps was bleak and pale, and the hospital was full of patients, except for the high-end wards and separate operating rooms on the top floor, and although there was no noise in the corridors on the other floors, there was a pungent and obscure smell of disinfectant and the intermittent moans of pain from the various wards.

The corridor wallpaper on the top floor is soft and elegant, and the tiles have a faint relief pattern, which plays a certain role in non-slip. Nan Fusheng sat on the bench outside the operating room, staring at the operating room with deep and gorgeous phoenix eyes without blinking.

There is a layer of frosted paper pasted on the glass in front of him, which blurs the originally clear scene in the operating room, Nan Fusheng can only see the busy figures in the operating room through the glass, the sound insulation effect of the operating room is good, except for the silence in his ears and the sound of his own heartbeat, the rest of Nan Fusheng can't hear anything.

During the time of waiting for the operation process, every minute and every second was infinitely extended, and the panic and anxiety in the depths of Nan Fusheng's heart were infinitely amplified, and he could even clearly feel the dull suffocating pain coming from his chest, and the originally calm and powerful heartbeat was also fast and slow with the fluctuating emotional changes, and the slender fingers even lost the strength to clench into fists.

Drunk, you must not have any trouble.

You'll come out safe.

I love you, so you have to live.

Nan Fusheng had so many things to say to Nan Zuisheng in the depths of his heart, he stared down at the tiles with patterns under his feet, and only felt that every minute and every second of waiting for the operation process was so tormenting, so tormented that he wanted to rush into the operating room immediately, and then tightly hugged the lonely girl on the operating table into his arms.

But reason told him he couldn't do that. In the operating room, Nan Zuisheng is undergoing the long process of removing bullets, and the slightest mistake will be life-threatening, not to mention the injection of those micro-anesthesia in Nan Zuisheng's body, which is simply not enough for her to support the entire surgical process.

The figure behind the frosted paper was blurred, and Nan Fusheng stared at the hazy figure behind the tempered glass, and there seemed to be a painful moan that Nan Zuisheng suppressed to the extreme. He stood up with trembling hands, and although he couldn't see the thin and thin figure on the operating table in his eyes, his heart could see it.

Drunken ......

Nan Fusheng pressed his side face tightly against the cold tempered glass in pain, and the painful moans in his ears became clearer and clearer, he could feel Nan Zuisheng's painful wail from the depths of his soul, and he could even feel Nan Zuisheng's despair and torment at this moment.

The left arm that followed Nan Fusheng's side cautiously looked at the operating room, although they couldn't see what was happening in the operating room either, but Nan Fusheng's painful appearance made them all involuntarily redden. None of them, as men who came out of the bullets, could not bear the process of taking out the bullets, let alone a fragile and fragile girl like Miss Nanda.

How long do the effects of micro-anaesthesia last?

The doctor's answer was less than half an hour.

Authoritative doctors will remove the bullet as soon as possible in less than half an hour, because the process of removing the bullet is undoubtedly the most painful and cruel, and similarly, the process of stitching up the wound after removing the bullet is also bloody and cruel, and the pain level is not inferior to the pain of cutting the flesh.

The cold glass seemed to be cold to the bottom of Nan Fusheng's heart, he opened his phoenix eyes and looked hard at the operating room, trying his best to find Nan Zuisheng's figure from all the hazy figures. He saw a rectangular shadow standing in the middle of the operating room, surrounded by a circle of indistinct figures and assistants who were waiting to find surgical instruments.

The gorgeous and deep phoenix eyes revealed a deeply suppressed panic and uneasiness, Nan Fusheng only felt a string tightly in his mind, that string carried all his hopes, if the little bit of bad news came out of Nan Zuisheng during the operation, then the tight string would burst suddenly, making Nan Fusheng fall into the dark abyss in an instant.

There was a prompt sound of the elevator opening in the hospital corridor, Xu Shen walked slowly and elegantly outside the operating room under the protection of several guards, he raised his eyes to look at Nan Fusheng, who was pale and his face was tightly attached to the tempered glass, and the bright star eyes could not hide his surprise.

The man in front of him is the father of the black Taoism who has accumulated great power in the world, and he is also a well-known emperor in the business world, but such a powerful and noble man actually exudes a frightened and fragile appearance at this moment.

Xu Shen stared thoughtfully at Nan Fusheng's slender and upright figure, his gaze slowly resting on the other party's reddish eyes, and the blue-and-white fingertips and joints that were tightly picked at the tempered glass, and a sense of relief and guilt for inflicting pain on others suddenly spread in his heart.

That's right, guilt.

It was he and Dong Mengsheng who brutally and ruthlessly shot that bullet into Nan Zuisheng's body, they knew that Nan Zuisheng's body was weak and sick, and it was very likely that he would die because of this bullet, but they still did it. When Dong Mengsheng pulled the trigger, Xu Shen had already fallen into a devil who would do whatever it took to gain profits.

The shadowless lamp will not shine anyone's shadow, Xu Shen stood silently in front of Nan Fusheng, and his bright starry eyes also looked at the tempered glass with frosted paper. I saw a hazy figure in the operating room, as well as busy assistants, and a rectangular shadow standing in Weiyang.

Nan Fusheng's eyes were fixed on the rectangular shadow, and the sadness, urgency, panic, fear, and worry almost burned the tempered glass in front of him into two holes. He stubbornly suppressed all kinds of emotions in his heart and forced himself to calm down, but it was still in vain. His worries and expectations for Nan Zuisheng have long surpassed himself, and he has long loved the girl in the operation.

For no reason, for no reason.

It's just liking, it's just loving deeply.

If today is a death catastrophe that Nan Zuisheng is destined to overcome, then Nan Fusheng will willingly accompany Nan Zuisheng to fall into the abyss of soul annihilation.

At this moment, Nan Fusheng couldn't feel the pain from his fingertips, he clutched the cold and hard tempered glass, and his originally deep and gorgeous phoenix eyes were gradually eclipsing little by little. He didn't know how much time had passed, he just felt as if a thousand years had passed while waiting.

Nan Zui Sheng...... Why haven't you come out yet.

Why?

Nan Fusheng closed his phoenix eyes in pain, he knew that the painful cries and wails in his ears were not illusions, but the despair and torment that Nan Zuisheng deeply engraved in the depths of his soul. But there was nothing he could do, he couldn't bear the pain and suffering of the girl, so he could only wait weakly outside the operating room, clinging to the tempered glass like a withered tree.

Minutes and seconds passed, and twenty minutes had passed since the operation had just begun. These 20 minutes are the most precious time period for authoritative doctors, and it is also the best time period for micro-anesthesia to be effective.

Otherwise, if he continues to delay, Nan Zuisheng, who is lying on the operating table, is likely to die quickly because he can't stand the pain.

The gunshot wound had already healed in the days of careful recuperation, and the repeated inflammation had long since healed under the treatment of the doctors of the Sakura Imperial Palace, but the bullet buried in Nan Zuisheng's flesh and blood was hidden in a dangerous position, only a short distance from her heart, not even more than five centimeters.

The authoritative doctors carried out the operation in an orderly manner, the gunshot wound was cleanly dissolved by the scalpel, and a cross-shaped gap was stained with blood, like the evil Manzhu Sahua blooming in the heart of Nan Zuisheng. The cruel thing is that Nan Zuisheng's consciousness is fresh, she looks at the top of the wall of the operating room with wide black eyes, only to feel groggy and black in front of her.

The pain of cutting the flesh with a sharp knife was partially alleviated under the effect of micro-anesthesia, but most of the rest still had to be borne by Nan Zuisheng herself, she wanted to bite her lip flap to endure this heart-rending pain, but the assistant next to the operating table quickly took a soft towel and stuffed it into Nan Zuisheng's mouth to prevent her from biting herself.

The authoritative doctors glanced at the girl's painful face, and the movements of their hands became more and more clean, and they tried their best to dig out their limits at this moment, and continue to shorten the time of the surgical process.

The bullet in the cross-shaped gap has already emerged, but fortunately the bullet is not deep, or under the control of the electronic instrument in Xu Shen's hand, the bullet has already moved up an inch according to the prompt of the chip. The assistant wiped the blood gushing out of the wound with a sterilized cotton ball, and the authoritative doctor used surgical instruments to stir back and forth in the flesh and blood at Nan Zuisheng's heart for a while, and then immediately clamped the bullet, and then quickly took out the bullet.

The pain of the surgical forceps churning in the wound almost drove Nam Drunken Sheng crazy, and she couldn't bear to cry, only to feel that all light was instantly annihilated in front of her. The clear consciousness was still transporting pain to her, but her weak body could no longer bear this feeling of extreme pain.

At the moment when the bullet was taken out by the surgical forceps, Nan Zuisheng only felt that the flesh and bones growing in her body were instantly forcibly pulled out of her body, and the huge and unbearable pain made her involuntarily let out a dull tearing wail from her throat, and her originally clear ink eyes gradually faded.

The brutal and painful surgical process is still not over.

The assistant who was wiping the blood gushing out of the wound for Nan Zuisheng was startled by her sudden dull wailing fingers trembled slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at Nan Zuisheng, whose eyes were already loose and his breathing was already weak, and an extremely bad feeling spread deep in his heart.

"Doctor, doctor, the patient is not doing well, it seems that he is about to go into shock!" The assistant threw the blood-soaked disinfectant cotton ball in his hand into the tray and hurriedly reminded him. Immediately, he took out new sterilized cotton balls and gauze again, and wiped the vicious warm blood for Nan Zuisheng's wound, but the blood seemed to be unable to wipe it clean, and it kept flowing, and it flowed again......

Don't flow anymore, don't flow anymore......

For the first time, the assistant felt panic and fear, he had seen all kinds of tragic and bloody scenes on the operating table, but it was the first time he had seen a patient who made him feel so frightened that even his soul could not help but resonate with him.

The authoritative doctors hurriedly raised their eyes to the electrocardiogram while speeding up the action of suturing the wound in their hands. I saw that Nan Zuishen's electrocardiogram was getting more and more sluggish, and the electrocardiogram that was still high and low was almost in a straight line in a short period of time.

"Quick, speed up the action of suturing the wound and connecting the nerves, notify the nurse to go to the blood bank and then dispatch blood for the patient!" One of the skilled and authoritative physicians calmly analyzed the situation, and after he made a decision in an orderly manner, he continued to bury his head in stitching up the bloody and cruel wounds, and a doctor in front of him was successively breaking nerves in the flesh and blood.