Madam Dihao is not good

... "

He ran desperately and kept chasing, repeating these few words mechanically.

As long as she survived, he promised her anything.

As long as she survives, his life can be given to her...

Chanel's eyes were wet, like a thick fog. [

She wanted to speak, but couldn't find her own voice, only the mist whitened the oxygen mask.

She wanted to hold his hand hard, but her finger bones were pale and weak, and she couldn't hold it no matter what.

Chanel has never seen Su Shijie like this before, as if his soul has been taken away, like a puppet controlled by others.She understood what it would mean to him if she left...

Pushing the cart all the way to the door of the operation, the nurse stopped Su Shijie, cruelly trying to separate their hands.

Su Shijie's finger bones were stained with her blood, and he held her tightly, holding her, and for the first time, pleading appeared in his eyes.

A man like him is always proud of himself, he doesn't pay attention to everything, and his self-esteem surpasses everything, but there is pleading...

"Ni'er, live, promise me, live..."

The stretcher was forced to stop, and the nurses couldn't bear it.

This let go, maybe it is life and death, maybe it is the last time.

But in terms of time, it is so urgent.

Every minute and every second is a life and death line for Chanel.

"Sir, don't waste any more time. She may still be alive. If you delay any longer, she will be completely hopeless!"

The words of an elderly doctor were like a bolt from the blue.

Su Shijie was stunned, and slowly let go of his clenched hands... only to find that Xia Nai'er's hand held him with a little strength...

Su Shijie's heart suddenly ached!

The part that had been dug out was actually alive again, and it tasted the pain like being stabbed by a knife!

It was as if her little hand was not grabbing his hand, but his heart.

Chanel exhausted all her strength, grabbed his hand and shook it: Su Shijie, I will live...

For him, she has to live no matter what... [

The hands of the two finally separated, the stretcher was pushed into the operating room, the door was closed, and the indicator light [in operation] was lit in the operating room.

Su Shijie stood there stiffly, always standing in the same position, like a big tree that never changed its posture.

In front of her eyes, various expressions of Chanel quickly passed by.

She laughs, she cries, she warms