Ah, most people feel that as long as they live, there will always be miracles, and they must live for the sake of their relatives, friends, and lovers.

It's just a thing of the world, where can I empathize with it?

Seeing that life is weakening day by day, and seeing yourself half-dead, ordinary people can't understand it after all!

Just like Bo Yebai, even if the operation is successful, you still have to worry about rejection, and it is worse than death during the period.

"No, miss...... You are the salvation of your Master. ”

This time, Dr. Mo was not silent again, but from the bottom of his heart.

Is she the salvation of Bo Yebai?

Before falling into darkness, the girl's last thought was heavy and sad.

Is it also a kind of salvation to force people who have seen through life and death to continue to be tortured and live? Oh, what kind of salvation is this!

is clearly selfish, forcing him step by step.

But, yes...... She really didn't want him to die and couldn't accept his death!

People die like lights going out, and she doesn't want to ...... Like his mother, he never returned.

"Tick...... Tick...... Tick ......"

The reassuring sound continues.

Then, in the ward, the light quietly dimmed, and it was Bo Yebai who turned off his hand casually and stepped forward step by step.

"Click-"

At the same time, Dr. Mo raised his hand and snapped his fingers in the direction of the girl.

Just look, the girl on the bed, without the slightest ripple, fell into a certain hypnosis.

It was Bo Yebai, stepped forward and stopped on one side, took out a dark blue handkerchief, and gently wiped the girl's forehead, neck, palm, and all the places where sweat was shed, all of them were wiped clean one by one.

Then, in front of Dr. Mo, he bent down and bowed his head again.

A cold kiss, from a pale thin lip, was imprinted on the girl's forehead: "It's not your demand, it's me...... Willing. ”

"Master, are you going to start?"

Staring at this scene, although it was ordinary, Dr. Mo had an indescribable shock.

After a moment, he asked in a low voice.

Then get the acquiescence, put away the hypnotic thing that the master had placed on the bedside table, and press it to stop.

Immediately, he listened to the master, and his tone was tossing and turning, mixed with a touch of almost inaudible, even ancient sighs: "Chi Wei, back to the autumn of thirteen, when you were most desperate." ”

***

On the autumn night, it was rainy and rainy.

The thirteen-year-old girl glanced at Ye Suzhi, she was her mother's best friend and favorite aunt.

But now, Ming Huanghuang has entered the house, and he has an ambiguous relationship with his father, which can be called public flirting.

The mother is still alive, and the servants of the Chi family have already curryed favor with Ye Suzhi, as if they are the future hostess!

The girl's temperament follows her mother, gentle, kind, and soft, because her mother taught her since she was a child, there is no substantive evidence, and she can't do anything to embarrass Ye Suzhi and drive people out of the Chi family.

Merely...... For her father, she felt disappointed, cold-hearted, and hated.

Thinking of her mother, the girl could not sleep and went to the attic.

Because of the late stage of AIDS, my mother was quarantined and lived here alone, and my father did not allow himself, and he had too much contact, saying that he was worried about contagion.

AIDS, even at the age of thirteen, she already understood the cause of the disease.

Plus...... 's mother used to be popular all over the entertainment industry, and there were some black materials, which became more and more convincing.

However, she did not believe, never believed.

[Chi Wei, what did you see? 】

As soon as she walked up to the attic, an inexplicable voice penetrated the depths of her soul and landed on her heart.

Who's talking? Who is it!

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