Xiao Xuexue is to save him... Talent, talent...... Wounded.

Just now, the doctor asked him to sign a list, saying that Xiao Xuexue's condition was not optimistic.

Feng Lengye glanced at him coldly, and let go of Shen Haoyu's collar, "What's the matter with the blood on your clothes?" ”

Shen Haoyu, who was let go, lost the strength to support his body and fell to the chair all of a sudden.

Blood? What blood......

I looked down in a daze and saw that the pure white cotton jacket and jeans were dyed bright red, "Woo woo." ”

Breaking down and crying out, "Yes...... Little snow snow. ”

Hearing this, Feng Lengye's irritability smashed into the uneven wall with a punch, and the scarlet liquid dripped from his hand to the ground, and the pungent smell of blood suddenly swept around his body, but he didn't realize how much pain he had, and his eyes were a bottomless black.

He's worried now... Very irritable... Very confused... It's panicked.

When did someone actually affect him so deeply, so deep that even he didn't know how deep.

Neither of them spoke, sitting together silently, but their eyes staring directly at the closed operating room. Expect good news to come out of it in the next second.

…

"Slow down!" Mo Zhengyu wore a little short leg of a drag boy (slipper) and ran wildly behind Tang Cheng, panting and roaring.

It was his lunch break just now, and he was inexplicably dragged away by the collar from behind his back after he had just eaten a bite of food, and on the way, Tang Cheng explained to him that Feng Lengye wanted him to save someone.

Tang Cheng's words successfully made him give up struggling, but, hey! The big long leg in front, can you consider how he feels with this little short leg.

"President, Mo Zhengyu brought it." Tang Cheng ran in front of Feng Lengye with a stride and said.

Just then, the door to the operating room opened, and the doctor walked out of it.

Feng Lengye and Shen Haoyu stood up at once, and two voices sounded at the same time:

"How's Xue Yin?"

"How's Xiao Xuexue?"

The doctor took off the mask and helped the glasses, "We have taken out the fragments embedded in the skin, the patient's internal organs are seriously damaged and have not yet woken up, and the dangerous period has not yet passed and needs to be transferred to the intensive care unit." ”

Feng Lengye's lips pursed into a straight line, his expression was calm as if he was fine, but his trembling hand was still dripping blood under his sleeves, betraying his true thoughts.

"Thank you, doctor, as long as you can cure Xiao Xuexue, you can mention what you want!" Shen Haoyu gratefully held the doctor's hand.

The isolation window was closed outward, and the cold night looked at Feng Xueyin's original Bai Zhe's delicate skin, but now it became a blur of flesh and blood.

Her face, which had been beautiful and delicate, was now extremely pale, and she seemed to be very uneasy in her coma, her brows furrowed and her fists clenched.

"Why don't you take care of the wound on your hand?" After calming down, Shen Haoyu looked at someone with a heavy face next to him.

It seems that Xiao Xuexue is not unrequited love...

"No, you don't." This little injury, Feng Lengye looked at it with disgust.

"That's... If there's nothing going on, I'll just go first? After hurrying over, Mo Zhengyu, who had zero sense of existence, said cautiously. The main reason is that Feng Lengye's face is too ugly, and he doesn't dare to speak loudly.

"No, Xue Yin hasn't passed the danger period yet." Feng Lengye trusted Mo Zhengyu's medical skills very much, and he would not let him leave at such an important moment.

"Uh-oh." In order not to be frozen into a popsicle by the cold air emanating from someone's body, Mo Zhengyu wisely took a few steps back and widened the distance.