It's been three years, three years, and the pictures hidden in her memory that she tried to forget all of a sudden came up again, instantly drowning her whole person!

The pain, resentment, and despair hidden in her body also rose along with the emotions, occupying her brain and impacting her heart!

Next to her, Zhen Xiaoya was still crying miserably: "Gu Qingqing, let go of my son, let go of Zhining!" I beg you, let him go! ”

Before the words fell, her hand was grabbed by Leng Sicheng and pulled away hard!

Nie Zhining is dead or alive, and she doesn't care! She was his wife three years ago, and she had nothing to do with Nie Zhining!

"If you are obsessed again, I will call the police directly!" After Leng Sicheng finished speaking, he pushed her back hard, and this time finally pushed her to the ground. Then he hugged Gu Qingqing's wrist tightly, his eyes were cold: "Let's go!" ”

He tugged for a while, Gu Qingqing didn't follow him, and dragged hard, and Gu Qingqing staggered out with him. Before she could take two steps, the lights in the operating room finally went out, and Zhen Xiaoya, who was still sitting on the ground and broke down and cried, saw the lights in the operating room go out, she got up with a grunt, and no longer had the heart to argue with Gu Qingqing, her eyes were full of her son.

Here, Leng Sicheng was originally going to pull Gu Qingqing away, but when he saw the lights out in the operating room, he couldn't help but pause.

Although he hated Zhen Xiaoya's attitude just now, he also cared about Nie Zhining's life and death - after all, he was also his friend from childhood to adulthood, and it was really worrying to say that something would happen.

Soon, the door of the operating room slowly opened, and a doctor wearing a white coat and a white mask walked out first. Zhen Xiaoya and Nie Shize both walked up and surrounded the doctor, wanting to ask but not daring to ask. What if they ask irretrievably, but don't ask, their son's condition is so worrying, they don't dare not ask.

Afraid and worried, the doctor said, "Who is the patient's family?" ”

Zhen Xiaoya couldn't even cry anymore, it was Nie Shize who stepped forward: "Doctor, how is my son?" ”

"It's been rescued for the time being, but it's not out of danger. Whether he can be good in the future depends on his subsequent creation. As his voice fell, a hospital bed was pushed out, and Nie Zhining's entire head was wrapped in gauze, and his face was almost invisible. But the music smells pungent blood—a situation that looks quite tragic.

Zhen Xiaoya cried and saw that her son's hospital bed was pushed all the way to the intensive care unit, which is different from the general one, 24-hour observation, isolation from the outside world, and can only see the situation inside through the TV screen.

The nurse changed his dressing and folded the quilt for him, and Nie Zhining inside did not move at all, only he could see that there were blood stains on the bandage he was tightly wrapped.

"Son, Zhining! Zhining, wake up, Zhining! At this time, Zhen Xiaoya and Nie Shize no longer had the strength to care about Gu Qingqing's affairs, and the two of them kept staring at the screen tightly, eager to stare at the screen to make a hole, and Li Hongrui next to them was also comforting.

Although the atmosphere is still tense, Nie Zhining did not die directly on the operating table because of this, and there is still hope for a cure.

Leng Sicheng also took Gu Qingqing to the café downstairs, and after waiting for a long time, Xu Zipei also came in.