Hearing the conversation between the righteous path and their father and son, Fuka seemed to feel something for a moment.

Teacher Wang didn't know when he came over.

Mr. Wang, I'm back. The righteous path has a weak answerer, Mr. Wang.

It's good to be back, it's good to be back, we're still waiting for you to go to school.

Teacher Wang, don't worry, I will go to school, I will definitely go to school. Although Masando was weak to speak, this was the first time that Fukka felt a kind of firmness in Jeongdo that he had never felt before.

After that, many people spoke to the righteous path, and the righteous path sat down and answered one by one.

Hello Righteousness?, Fuka almost jumped for joy.

Surprisingly, however, the righteous path did not answer Fuka.

The right way, the right way ... Fuqua was a little anxious.

Zhengdao still didn't answer Fuka, his expression was a little silent and a little unfamiliar.

Righteousness, righteousness, Fuka was about to cry anxiously, Righteousness had obviously spoken to others just now, why was he so silent about himself.

The more Fuca thought about it, the more confused he became, and even felt a little incredible, why did he suddenly behave like this, did he not know himself?

Righteousness, righteousness, Fuqua really couldn't help but worry and had to stretch out his hand.

At the moment when Fuka's hand was about to touch Zhengdao's arm, suddenly there was a voice behind him, and then his arm was dragged by someone, and then he took a few steps back.

Why is this so, why. No matter how much Fuqua shouted, no one paid attention to him.

Fucca supported his body, walked over again, and rubbed his arm that was being dragged and hurt, it was at this time that Fuqua suddenly found that he was surrounded by dense ventilation in front of him, and he didn't know when there were so many more people, it seemed that it was impossible to squeeze in.

Fuca observed, looked inside, and shouted, but to no avail, no one paid any attention to him, as if he didn't know him.

Fucca instantly felt a kind of confusion that he had never felt before, as if he had become a superfluous person, I don't know how long it took, Fuqua could only hold his head, and reluctantly squeezed in, and suddenly a cool breeze blew behind him, very clear and very distant.

Back, back, Fucca felt exactly what was happening behind him, and when he looked back again, he felt a fear that he had never felt before, and he couldn't help but start to doubt his eyes.

How could it be? How could there be such a strange thing in the world?

Fucca rubbed his eyes vigorously, it was so possible, he must have dreamed, he couldn't believe his eyes, because at that moment he noticed that the group of people around him had all disappeared out of thin air.

The more I looked, the more scared I became, and the more I looked at it, the more I couldn't calm down.

It happened so suddenly that Foqua didn't have time to react, but fortunately, he saw the right path, and the right path didn't disappear and still lay there.

At this moment, the doctor, who had been standing beside Jeongdo, suddenly gave Fuqua a cold look, and then turned around and walked towards the operating room.

Don't go, don't go, Fuka shouted.

It seemed that the doctor had left on purpose, and when he heard Fuca's shout, he not only did not stop, but quickened his pace.

No, you can't just let him go, thinking of this, Fuqua chased after him.

Just chased a few steps, suddenly felt a sinking under his feet, as if he had been tripped by something, and the whole person was planted like an arrow.

By the time Foqua got up, the doctor had lost his sight.

Fucca carefully examined his side, but there was nothing, and there was no way that anything could trip him, it was so strange that the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't explain it.

Right way, right way, suddenly at this moment, Fuka found that the bright eyes of the right way had closed at some point.

Fucca was in a hurry, and a cold sweat broke out.

Looking at the right way, Fuka's hands couldn't help but tremble.

The right way, the right way, no matter how Fuka shouted and shook hard, it didn't help, Fuka still didn't open his eyes, and he didn't even react at all.

Fuqua couldn't help it, and the tears kept rolling down, and almost all the tears fell onto the hospital bed, but the righteous path still didn't wake up.

What's wrong with you? Wake up? Wake up?

Fuka?

It was as if it had been separated from the world, as at the beginning, there were many people around me, but there was no longer a sense of joy.

Just as Fuka was in a trance, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

It turned out to be Mr. Wang, he didn't leave, he didn't leave, Fuca grabbed a pair of hands with some confusion.

Fuqua used almost all his strength, leaving no gaps.

Why are you holding on so tightly? Let go, let go.

Before the words fell, Fuka could clearly feel that his hand was broken by the forced bar, and he could even clearly feel that his body was shaking 180 degrees sharply.

After a few seconds or so, Fuqua stabilized himself and rubbed his eyes vigorously, trying to capture everything in front of him as much as he could.

Fuka, what's wrong with you?

Teacher Wang, you... You guys...

I've always been here.

Haven't left? Fuqua didn't know how to ask anymore, because even he didn't know how to speak.

Teacher Wang did not answer Fuka, but nodded affirmatively.

Seeing Mr. Wang's expression, Fuqua found that he was a little delirious, and he pinched himself hard, hoping that he would be able to sober up as soon as possible.