This is Gu Yiyi's favorite divine comedy recently, she has a cute appearance, but she loves this kind of square dance music that often torments people's ears.

Although Ji Moran would not cover his ears or stop Gu Yiyi when he was singing, he would often frown as a protest.

This time, however, his brow was furrowed. Now he can only feel at ease when he hears Gu Yiyi's voice.

"It's good, Yiyi, you keep singing, we'll be in the hospital in a minute."

"Brother, what do you want to hear?" Gu Yiyi was very tired, wanted to rest, and wanted to close his eyes, but he still forced himself to speak.

"Whatever, as long as you sing it, I like to listen to it." Ji Mo Ran quickened the throttle and told himself to hurry up, and he would be at the hospital sooner.

"Okay, then I'll sing your favorite song, my skate shoes, okay?" Gu Yiyi asked. She asked because she knew that this was what Mo Ran hated the most.

When he first came out, he questioned, what is this? The singing is even worse than the reading, like reading a book.

"Yes!"

As long as you can do it well, you can sing anything.

Even this one.

He still remembers that when this song that shouldn't be called came out, Gu Yiyi sang there every day.

She wasn't in tune in the first place, but she was more suitable for this thing.

"My skateboard shoes...... Fashion, fashion...... Most fashionable ...... One day, my mother asked me......"

Just when Gu Yiyi's last word fell, Ji Mo Ran finally drove the car to the hospital.

Get out of the car quickly, open the car door, hug Gu Yiyi, and all the actions are done in one go.

As soon as he entered the gate, Ji Moran shouted loudly: "Doctor, doctor......"

One is bigger than the other, and the other is more anxious.

After Ji Moran's urgent call, he also successfully woke up the doctors and nurses who were asleep in the middle of the night. 600

Soon, they launched a series of first aid to Gu Yiyi.

There is no suspense in pushing into the operating room, and there is no suspense in the anxiety outside the door of the operating room.

Gu Yutian and Xiao Se also arrived behind, and compared to Ji Moran, they would not be less worried.

"Mo, she's going to be fine......" The words are more like Xiao Se comforting herself.

Xiao Se clenched his fists, even if it was a cleanly trimmed nail, under his strong strength, it was deeply pinched into the palm of his hand.

Like a sharp knife, it cuts into a series of cuts.

There was also a faint stain of blood between the fingernails.

It can be seen how worried Xiao Se is.

In fact, his heart was trembling. It's just a matter of clenching your fists to relieve it.

If the body hurts, maybe the pain in the heart will be less.

He worries, he blames himself, he feels guilty.

He blamed himself for all this, he hated himself, he hated his incompetence.

I hate that I haven't executed the person who caused all this.

Sitting on the ground against the wall, Xiao Se looked like a decadent person.

Next to him is Ji Moran, whose heart is like a knife, and no one knows how tormented he is.

No one else can understand the panic and fear of losing.

This is something that no money can get back.

Through the door of the operating room, Ji Mo Ran seemed to see Gu Yiyi lying on the operating table.

Her eyes were closed, and her face, which was originally fair, was now bloodless at all, and it was miserable and white.