Instead, he looked at the drunkard who was eating with his head down: "Is there really no way?" ”

What he asked was about Bai Lao.

"What do you say?" The drunkard replied without being salty.

I should ask the ...... next to you.

“……”

Bai Tang and Uncle Ming, who brought several well-known doctors from the hospital, returned to the hotel, and those doctors shook their heads after examination, indicating that they were hopeless.

The injury is too serious, and the various body functions have slowly stopped, and he can live for three hours at most, even if Hua Tuo is alive, he will not be able to return to heaven.

Bai Tang wanted to send people to the hospital, but after examination, those doctors said that it was not necessary.

Even if he is sent to the hospital, he can't be saved, and his condition is unknown now, so it's better not to move, so as not to aggravate the situation and die faster.

Besides, he is in such a bad situation now, why should he go for a trip and suffer this crime again.

Bai Tang sat on the chair next to the bed in despair, looking at Bai Lao, whose body had slowly stiffened on the bed, and his face was dead gray, holding his head in his hands, helpless, pain and fear surrounded him.

Uncle Ming stood aside, very distressed.

The most painful thing is to watch your loved ones slowly die in front of you and be powerless.

Fifteen years ago, he watched his father die in front of him, he watched his mother die in martyrdom, and fifteen years later, he watched his grandfather die again......

Uncle Ming was really afraid that something would go wrong with his psychology.

"Don't be afraid, there's Uncle Ming."

It should have been comforting words, but listening to Bai Tang's heart was even more uncomfortable.

Tears dripped to the ground uncontrollably, and Bai Tang didn't say a word.

Uncle Ming stood quietly aside, quietly accompanying him.

Wu Garden——

The drunkard took out the acupuncture bag from his medicine box, took a few medicine bottles, and was just about to leave, but Tsing Yi opened the door and came back.

"Are you going out?" He asked.

"Hmm."

"Where?"

"Bar."

Bar, bar, bar......

"Can you ...... Don't go. ”

His hand is no longer able to hold the needle, and if it continues like this, I am afraid that the situation will get worse and worse.

Although he doesn't rely on this to eat, if he really doesn't have this medical skill, he will definitely die of hardship at that time.

Tsing Yi really wanted to know what had happened to him, and why he had destroyed his physical health and skills with his own hands.

"I'll be back in a moment." After the drunkard said this, he bypassed Tsing Yi and went out.

Tsing Yi stood quietly at the door, listening to his disappearing footsteps, his expression gloomy.

The drunkard rushed to the hotel where Bai Tang was, but instead of looking for Bai Tang, he opened another room for himself, and then took out his mobile phone.

Not very proficient in operating on a mobile phone.

Soon, the scene of the room where Bai Tang was located appeared on the screen.

Looking at Bai Tang, who was sitting on the edge of the bed in pain and helplessness on the screen, the drunkard's already heavy mood was even heavier.

There are still two hours, Wen Xiaoai, don't let me down.

Wu Garden——

Wen Xiaoai bit the bottle and sat on the bed in a daze with a big pink and white doll in her arms.

Jun Moyan opened the door and walked in, seeing that Wen Xiaoai was still sullen, and her mood became worse.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, took out a small box, and handed it to her.

Wen Xiaoai looked at the small box in his hand, took off the bottle, and asked, "What is this?" ”

"Take a look."

Wen Xiaoai reached out and took it, opened it, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

"My little bell."

"Hmm."

"It's finally fixed." Wen Xiaoai happily picked up her little bell and looked at it.