Outside the door of the operating room, Xia Xingchen sat on a chair with a pale face, the blood stains on the hem of her white skirt had dried up, and the patients and nurses who walked through the corridor were talking about her in low voices.

Xia Xingchen grabbed the handle on the chair with both hands, his bones were white, his green tendons were protruding, and his eyes were looking straight at the door of the operating room.

Finally, the door to the operating room opened, and the doctor took off his mask and walked out.

Xia Xingchen staggered to his feet and almost rushed to the doctor's side, "Doctor, how is it?" How's my mom? ”

"Miss Xia! Ms. Xia Yiqiu's bullet entered her brain, and the bullet had been taken out, but she couldn't wake up in this life! In medical terms, Ms. Xia Yiqiu became a vegetative person. ”

"Vegetative ??!" Xia Xingchen's eyes widened, and he suddenly sat down on the ground.

In addition, Ms. Xia's respiratory tract was infected and she needed to be admitted to the intensive care unit for the rest of her life. Breathe with all the equipment! The cost of the intensive care unit is expensive, plus the cost of surgery! That's 450,000 in total. Please Miss Xia must pay it within 3 days! ”

After the doctor finished speaking, he walked past Xia Xingchen, Xia Xingchen sat on the ground in a daze, the blood stains on the white dress and the pale on her face contrasted, extremely dazzling, 450,000, where is she going to find 450,000... If you don't have money, what about your mother? Without the oxygen supply equipment in the intensive care unit, she has no one or only relative! No... No... Then she'll have nothing left...

"Brother... Brother—" She suddenly muttered a salutation, and before she had time to think about it any more, she got up and ran out.

Cold house

Xia Xingchen ran out of the taxi, his fingers spread, clutching the black hollow iron door, and when the bodyguards saw that it was her, they did not block it, nor did they open the door to let her in.

"Brother, open the door! Let me see my brother! I want to see my brother..."Xia Xingchen grabbed the iron door and shook it, "Let me see my brother!" Open the door! Let me see my brother! Please, open the door! ”

Mother Fang walked out of the hall and walked through the long avenue, "Miss! Don't shout anymore! Young master, he doesn't want to see you! Let's go! ”

Xia Xingchen reached out and grabbed Fang's mother's hand, "Fang's mother!" Please, let me see my brother, I want to see him. Can you open the door and let me in? Talk to your brother, and he might agree to you. ”

Fang's mother was in a dilemma, "Miss... It's not that I won't let you in! It's the young master who went to the funeral *home*! Today is the day of the old man's cremation. ”

"Okay, I got it. Then I'll wait here! Wait until my brother comes back! Xia Xingchen stood on the side.

"Miss! Seeing that it is going to rain on this day..."Fang Ma saw that Xia Xingchen didn't want to listen to her at all, shook her head and sighed and left.

Xia Xingchen waited for half an hour, and sure enough, with a bang, a gurgling sound, the rain hit Xia Xingchen's body like a bead with a broken thread.