Mommy is 17 years old: a genius son with a black belly

An Xiaoyao was young and smart, he acted decisively and neatly, he never regretted what he had done, but now he regretted it too much, wishing to slap himself in the face, he sat on the ground in embarrassment and hugged his head, like a beast in trouble.

Xia Qing squatted down beside him and patted his shoulder lightly. An Xiaoyao didn't know who it was for a moment, but raised his head and wiped his face. Xia Qing was surprised, did he cry?

"you……"

An Xiaoyao turned his head in embarrassment, feeling blessed, Xia Qing looked at the door of the operating room in surprise, "Did Lu Zhen..."

"No, he won't die." An Xiaoyao gritted his teeth.

Lu Zhen cannot die.

He couldn't lose Lu Zhen, he couldn't lose.

For more than [-] years, they depended on each other for life and went through life and death. This kind of affection has long surpassed the feelings of family members and is an inseparable part of their lives.

"I'm sorry." Xia Qing knew why Lu Zhen's condition suddenly deteriorated.

If she hadn't said, nothing would have happened. Lu Zhen and Nolan would have spent their Christmas happily. It wouldn't have happened like this. One of them was dead in the hospital in Israel, and the other was dying in the hospital in Yancheng. .

If she hadn't said... nothing would have happened.

If Lu Zhen died, she couldn't imagine how crazy An Xiaoyao would be, and she might really take revenge.

There will never be peace for America and Trump.

Lu Zhen waited for Xiaoxue for more than an hour relying on the instrument. An Xiaoyao's eyes lit up when he saw Xiaoxue. She was their hope. Gu Qiqi also took care of everything and went to the hospital to wait for the news.

The Yancheng government was suppressed by force by Long Si, and there will be no riots for the time being.

Gu Qiqi leaned against the wall with a frighteningly stern expression.

The wait is long and the most torturous.

An hour later, Xiaoxue walked out of the operating room with a dignified expression. An Xiaoyao and others went up to meet her. Gu Qiqi hurriedly asked, "Xiaoxue, how is Lu Zhen? When will he recover?"

In their hearts, as long as there is a breath, and it is handed over to Xiaoxue, there is hope for life.

Xia Qing was thinking, Nolan and Lu Zhen really had a lot of troubles. He thought that they should come to the end of their hardships. Who knew that such a thing would happen again. Nolan is still alive and dead. If something happened to Lu Zhen, even if he woke up, he would be a walking dead Bar.

People with opposing positions, even if they love each other again, there are many irreversible factors between them. There are too many responsibilities between them. Nolan has to seriously injure himself to avoid meeting Lu Zhen on the battlefield.

"I've... tried my best." Those three words seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and tears suddenly fell down.Tears slid down her snow-white cheeks.

The air seemed to freeze, the surroundings were quiet, and there was no sound.

An Xiaoyao and Gu Qiqi were like a bolt from the blue, they didn't react for a while.

The surrounding air became thinner.

Even Xia Qing, who was heartless for a while, felt that his heart was oppressed.

Lu Zhen is dead?

Her sister couldn't save him?

That day her sister severely accused An Xiaoyao of not telling Nolan about this matter, and at that time she was thinking of leaving for Israel to watch Lu Zhen the whole time. Xia Qing also felt that her sister was making a big fuss, and might treat Lu Zhen too much like a porcelain doll.

Now, she knew that it wasn't Xiaoxue who made a fuss over a molehill.

The truth is really that serious.

Obviously, a person who was standing upright just now is so helpless.

She didn't dare to look at An Xiaoyao's expression for a moment.

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Everyone said, after this article is over, should I continue to write modern novels or fantasy novels? Well, the author is definitely not changing the topic.