City Hospital.

Outside the operating room, there were two unusually handsome and noble men.

Not far away, in the corridor, stood bodyguards, housekeepers, secretaries, assistants, and so on. The scene was extremely silent, and no one dared to make a sound.

Everyone was praying, praying for the safety of the people in the operating room.

Zhen Mingming took care of everything, hurried over, walked out of the elevator, and was stunned by the scene in front of him. He didn't dare to lean over, and the texture was looking forward to it outside the bodyguard.

"God bless Hua Yao, she must be fine!"

The cold-faced bodyguard looked back at him, and his expression was not so cold.

Suddenly, the elevator door opened again, and a group of people walked out. The man at the head was wearing a handmade iron gray suit, with a cold face and frowning eyebrows, not angry and arrogant. He was followed by men and women, and several young men.

"How's Yaoyao doing?" The man walked up to Zhan Linxiao and asked directly.

Zhan Linxiao didn't give the other party a look at all, and the man was furious, "I'm asking you." ”

"Don't have eyes? Can't look? ”

Zhan Linxiao was covered with thorns, his eyes were red, and he didn't give any good face. The whole body exudes, don't mess with Lao Tzu, hurry up and get out.

The manly forehead was bruised, and he didn't get angry, and turned his head to look at the operating room.

Suddenly, a young girl walked up to Lance, tilted her head and asked, "Are you Lance?" I'm Zhanzhu, Yaoyao's sister. Can you ......."

"No, get out!"

Reims was even worse.

Zhanzhu's face was pale and very ugly. No one had ever looked at her face, and Lance was the first. No, Lance is the second, and Zhan Lin Xiao is the first.

She turned her head and glared at Zhan Linxiao, as if Lance had a bad impression of her, and it was all caused by Zhan Linxiao. She can't tear her face with Zhan Linxiao yet.

Zhan Zhu looked back at Zhan Linxiao and opened his mouth delicately.

"Brother, Yaoyao ......"

"Get out!"

Zhan Linxiao didn't even let her say the fourth word.

I'm afraid that the air will suddenly be quiet.

Zhan Yao's face was flushed, his angry nails pierced his palms, and he was still smiling, and his pale face was pitiful. The foreplay is already set up, and it's time to step into the theme.

The door to the operating room opened.

The attending doctor came out of it tiredly, and Lance rushed up with an arrow and asked, "Doctor, how is the patient?" ”

A sigh.

And all the hearts of men were lifted up.

"There is little hope that the patient will wake up, so you better be prepared."

The doctor left, and Hua Yao was sent to the ward, with a ventilator, her eyes closed, and she seemed to lose ten pounds overnight.

The cheeks, which were already a few taels of flesh, were completely sunken.

Why didn't you die?

It's good to be dead, and she is the only girl in the Zhan family. No one competes with her anymore. Zhanzhu's breath stagnated, and the expression on his face was not well controlled, and he was directly seen by Lance. She immediately showed a sad look and pretended to wipe away tears.

Watching Lance walk over step by step, his heartbeat gradually accelerated.

"Put away your vicious thoughts, you won't die if Yaoyao dies. Before I let me see you cursing Yaoyao, I'll let you go to Hades first! ”

The war beads trembled all over, and the hairs stood on end.

She shook her head and said incredulously, "It's not like this, no, it won't be like this." ”

He should have fallen in love with her, how could he hate her so much.

Zhanzhu stretched out his hand to go to Larans, but Lance dodged directly, disgusted: "Get out!" ”

There was no need for Lance to say anything else, the bodyguards had already stepped forward and dragged the battle beads away. Lance grimaced and spent the night standing outside the ward.