Shen Xihuan was cold all over his body, his hands kept trembling, and he touched Wang Ye's wrist.

The tentacles were cold, and she couldn't feel his pulse.

With tears in her eyes, she used her last strength to place her fingers on the others......

No snort!

Finally, her knees went limp, and she sat down on the floor.

She clenched her fists and told herself to scream, scream! But her throat seemed to be choked, and she tried her best to squeeze out a few broken syllables:

"Come on...... Person...... Save...... Help ......"

The door of the dormitory was still open, and the light and sound outside the door seemed to give her strength, and again, she shouted vigorously, "Someone! Come on! Help me! ”

Pearl-like tears poured down, wetting the bedding and sheets, and she lay on Wang Ye, shaking him, calling him.

"Wang Ye, wake up! Don't sleep, wake up, wake up! Look at me! Wang Ye, look at me! ”

At this time, there was obviously no one in the classroom dormitory building, and no one answered her heartbroken cries.

She suddenly reacted, phone, yes, call!

She shuddered and took out her mobile phone, one was unstable, the mobile phone fell to the ground, and when she picked it up again, she lost her memory instantly, and she didn't know whether to call 110? 119？ Or 120?

"Smack" She gave herself a slap and finally pressed a number.

After she finished speaking incoherently, she hung up the phone in a trance, tears rolling down silently, and she looked at Wang Ye's face in a daze.

His face was so peaceful, as if he was asleep, as if he would suddenly open his eyes in the next second, smile at her, make trouble with her, and say, "Huanhuan, I'm in so much pain, beg for comfort, beg for hugs." ”

Suddenly, she jumped up and hugged him, and a voice in her heart finally rushed out of her throat by itself:

"Wen Yan! Come on! Wen Yan!! ”

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At this time, Wen Yan was leaning on the back seat of the car and closing his eyes to recuperate, the sun was already setting in the west, but the sky was still bright.

Suddenly, he opened his dark eyes and asked, "Did you hear any sound?" ”

The driver turned his head and said, "No, there is no sound." ”

Except for their car, there is really no half of the back door.

But Wen Yan shook his head, frowning, no, someone was calling, someone was calling him.

"Quick, drive in! Come on! ”

"Oh~" The driver hurriedly started the car, turned around, and drove into the campus.

When he arrived in front of Wang Ye's dormitory, there were already three or two teachers gathered at the door.

He squeezed in, and at first glance he saw her holding the person on the bed, motionless, with tears on her face.

It was as if he had been stabbed in the heart, no, he had been stabbed and twisted a few times.

He walked over and knelt beside her, holding her shoulder.

She finally moved, looked at him blankly, and whispered, "Wen Yan, the king is not breathing anymore......"

At the last few words, her little face was shattered again, her lips pursed, and she threw herself into his arms, crying and crying.

The sound of an ambulance approached, and the teacher at the door quickly greeted them and instructed them to stop, and then two ambulance workers pushed the stretcher into the dormitory.

What happened next, everything was very unreal.

She only knew that she was pulled up by Wen Yan, and then, he kept holding her tightly in his arms, supporting her from falling to the ground again......

The ambulance workers raced against time, coming and going as fast as they could, and the two of them also got into the car as family members.

In the room, the two bottles of medicine on the bed rolled to the ground, dripping away from each other, and when they hit obstacles, they rebounded to each other's side.

Two bottles clinging to each other, one of which featured the sunny smiling face of a young girl......