Shangguan Aoki, who heard this, was in pain, and the twenty-one stabs were not only Shangguan Yu, but also his life.

Gu Li's body went limp, he took two steps back, and his back hit the wall directly.

Ah Sheng, Yaoyao, Yaoyao.

There are two pools of blood, one is Shangguanyu's, and the other is ......

Gu Li turned around and stumbled out.

Shangguan Aoki hugged his wife, looking at the operating room with a pair of eyes full of grief, he didn't have the courage to go in......

In the end, Shangguan Aoki endured his grief, left the door of the operating room with his wife in his arms, found the nearest ward to the operating room, and put his wife on the bed.

The drunkard looked at Jun Moyan, and then walked to the side with his head down.

At the door of the operating room, only Jun Moyan and Wen Xiaoai were left.

“…… Jun Mo Yan? ”

Wen Xiaoai called him softly, her tone full of worry and sadness.

Although Jun Moyan told her that Shangguan Yu was not a good person, and he still pestered him with a dead face, she knew that what Jun Moyan said was a joke.

In his heart, Shangguan Yu is actually as important as the second brother.

Just like the position of Jun Moyan and Brother Ye Qi in her heart.

Jun Mo Yan's clenched fists on his side slowly let go, he withdrew his arm from Wen Xiaoai's hand, and then opened his mouth and whispered: "...... Wait for me outside. ”

Wen Xiaoai didn't hold back, and tears welled up.

But she still let go of him very obediently, but after Jun Moyan entered the operating room, she still followed him and went in together.

During the operation, the smell of blood far outweighed the smell of disinfectant water.

On the operating table, a white cloth gently covered Shangguan Yu's body.

When Jun Moyan saw this scene, his already heavy footsteps were too heavy to lift.

He stood there, holding his breath as he watched the scene on the operating table, his eyes clenched again.

It seemed like he had worked hard for a long time before he mustered up enough courage again to keep going.

The closer he got to the operating table, the more painful Jun Moyan became, and every step required strong courage.

No matter how good his psychological quality is, no matter how strong his ability to bear it, facing Shangguan Yu's cold corpse at this moment, his psychological defense line is still slowly collapsing.

Jun Moyan exhausted all his strength and lifelong courage and walked to the operating table.

He looked at the familiar facial contours of Shangguan Yu reflected under the white cloth, his breathing tightened, and his eyes were so hot that they seemed to drip blood.

He gritted his teeth and slowly stretched out his hand.

When his trembling fingertips twisted the corner of the white cloth, his heart clenched together.

Jun Moyan paused for about ten seconds before slowly lifting the white cloth little by little.

Even though he was mentally prepared enough, when he saw Shangguan Yu's pale, lifeless face, he still collapsed.

Jun Moyan's body trembled, his fingertips trembled, and the white cloth fell off his fingertips, covering Shangguan Yu's lifeless face again.

Jun Moyan's legs were weak and he almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, he used his hand to hold the edge of the operating table.

"Jun Mo Yan ......"

Wen Xiaoai looked at Jun Moyan, who couldn't even stand steadily, and subconsciously stepped forward, but still didn't rush up to help him.

Jun Mo Yan held back and didn't let the tears flow out of his eyes, and his fingers on the edge of the operating table tightened inch by inch, so tight that his fingertips were white.

He still can't believe that a person who was alive yesterday is now lying here and not moving.