That's good.

"How's that good?"

"I'm going to accompany Lingling."

In a word, the last trace of hope ignited in Mu Yuanke's heart was extinguished.

"Let go!"

Zhao Hexuan's face was tense, his eyes were fierce, and he saw the other party's hand slipping off.

His cold gaze fell on Mu Yuanke's blindfolded gauze, and suddenly dimmed.

There were too many microbes in her tears, and her eyes were already injured, and if she was infected—

Suddenly woke up, what did he have to think about so much for this woman?

As if escaping, Zhao Hexuan's steps to leave were much happier.

At the door of the hospital room, he looked over at the woman sitting on the hospital bed, and his heart seemed to throb.

Obviously, it's hard.

In the end, call a doctor to examine Mu Kite.

After the doctor's examination, Mu Yuanke changed the gauze and reapplied the ointment, and the slightly painful eyes suddenly cooled a lot.

"Doctor, when will my injuries heal?"

The one who was bandaging with his hands made a sound.

Mu Yuanke's acting skills came very suddenly, without any signs, I know that the cause has not been investigated yet, and because the tears that Mu Yuanke has shed have stimulated the wound, it cannot be completely cured before the cause is found.

At the moment, all he can infer is that the patient could be permanently blind?

Didn't Mr. Zhao tell her?

The doctor was puzzled.

The doctor's silence made the invisible Mu Yuanke feel cold in his heart, could it be that people are taking tea and cooling, and she Mu Yuanke has fallen to such a point?

"With M Moser out of business, can even doctors snub patients now?"

As she spoke, the corners of her mouth hooked and her head drooped slightly.

The doctor didn't know how to answer, and he didn't know how to get involved in the affairs of these two people, so he had no choice but to get out.

The door of the ward was closed, and in the room, Mu Yuanke was once again the only one left, and the smile on the corner of his lips was even colder.

fell in love with this man named Zhao Hexuan, her.

If she loses her freedom, she will soon lose her life, she thought that this would be enough to repay what she owed him, but she didn't expect that even the light would be taken away by him.

God, you're so unfair!

Zhao Hexuan returned to Chen Lingling's room, his eyes stared directly at the other party's sleeping face, he stretched out his hand, lingering on the other party's cheek, but the woman appeared uncontrollably in his mind-

The face is covered with gauze.

If, she didn't get off the operating table.

Will his heart really be unfluctuating?

Is he really not sad at all?

For 3 years, he stayed in the same apartment with her. And that apartment, even Chen Lingling, whom he put on the tip of his heart, had never touched it, and in that room, it was all the breath of him and Mu Yuanke.

"Hexuan?"

Her cheeks twitched slightly under the warm palms, and she woke up.

Zhao Hexuan watched the other party break open his misty eyes, and couldn't help but smile gently, "Keep sleeping, it's still early." ”

"I've slept enough, and now I want to talk to you for a while."

Zhao Hexuan was stunned, but still nodded.

He would never refuse her request.

When the door was closed, Mu Yuanke leaned back against the bed rail, her eyes staring at the ceiling with a hollow eye, although she couldn't see anything clearly.

She counted silently, 1, 2, 3......

to dispel the fear in your heart.

I'm about to go into the operating room, and she may die on it.

I wanted to cry again, but my eyes were very sour, but I couldn't shed a single tear.

It seems that someone has said that everyone's tears are limited, and if the crying is dry, then there will never be again.

Hours passed slowly, and she fell asleep groggily, and woke up groggily.

When she woke up, she saw that the nurse was passing her a sterile gown.

The moment she was pushed into the operating room, she seemed to hear the woman in the hospital bed next to her talking to the man.

"Hexuan, I'm afraid."

The voice trembled.

"Don't be afraid, I've always been there, and you'll definitely be alive."

The voice is firm.

She couldn't help laughing, full of mockery.

Yes, if the Grim Reaper is destined to take one, that person will definitely not be Chen Lingling.

Suddenly, she felt the light in front of her dim, someone.

The music in my ears came the voice of a woman who was a little angry.

"Hexuan—"

The man stopped.

She heard the cold voice.

"Mu Yuanke, remember my words, the spirit can't live, and your existence is meaningless."

She closed her eyes suddenly.

Zhao Hexuan, you are so ruthless.

Still, it's fine.

In this way, if people have a past life and this life, in the next life, I will never meet you again.

The corners of her lips curled, and she didn't respond to anything.

It seemed that the man said something again, but she didn't hear clearly, only felt a numbness in her arm, and the anesthetic was injected, and then she lost consciousness.

"The operation begins."

……

The operating door is closed in front of the eye.

Zhao Hexuan's heart gradually sank.

When Mu Yuanke opened her eyes again, what she saw was not a pale and lovely paradise, and the surroundings were very quiet, she wanted to get up.

Suddenly, the cold touch on her wrist frightened her.

Heart contraction.

She, in captivity.

Under his nose, there was a golden and cold chain.

"Want to figure it out? Mu Yuanke, if it's with me. ”

Her throat tightened slightly, and then she heard a cold voice.

"Mu Yuanke, do you know? The spirit is dead. ”

Chen Lingling, dead?