After the hidden marriage day, she sprinkled sugar again

Chapter 371 Enough to Make Us Powerless

Zheng Bo's face became more serious.

He looked at Gong Lichuan, and then turned his eyes to Mu Wanqing who had been sent to the hospital bed to lie down.

The girl lay demurely on the bed, staring at the snow-white ceiling with her eyes open, blinking her eyes lightly from time to time, showing no extra emotion.

she is used to...

I am used to being sent to the emergency room, to lying on the hospital bed, and to shuttle between various consulting rooms, monitoring rooms, operating rooms and wards.

The indifference shown by Mu Wanqing made the hearts of Gong Lichuan and Wen Shixian feel as if they were being pricked by needles. They felt distressed, but there was nothing they could do, so they could only accompany them silently...

"Don't worry, with me here, nothing will happen." Zheng Bo patted Gong Lichuan on the shoulder and comforted him.

Gong Lichuan felt a little heavy, he nodded.

After doing some basic examinations, Mu Wanqing was pushed into the gastric lavage room. The cold equipment and the sound of the mechanical equipment were all so familiar...

The gastric lavage process is excruciating.

She almost lost consciousness several times, and even suffered a cardiac arrest... But fortunately, she was rescued by Zheng Bo in the end.

Life, but it seems like half of it is gone.

The restless pain in the heart was intertwined with the pain in the stomach. Neither of them would give in, and they finally joined forces to torture the innocent girl.

"Miss Mu, it's okay..."

Finally, Mu Wanqing vaguely heard Zheng Bo's voice.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, raised her eyelids slightly, and opened her lips slightly angrily, "Thank you..."

When Mu Wanqing was pushed out, Gong Lichuan and Wen Shixian were sitting on the bench in the corridor, one was slumped, the other seemed calm on the surface, but was extremely anxious inside...

"Qing'er!"

Hearing the door of the gastric lavage room being opened, followed by the sound of the hospital bed turning, Gong Lichuan got up suddenly.

He rushed over, but was stopped by Zheng Bo, "Master Gong, don't get excited, Miss Mu needs to be sent to the ward to rest now."

"How is she?"

Gong Lichuan held Zheng Bo's arm tightly, his eyes were scarlet, and there were some bloodshot eyes from tiredness and tension.

Zheng Bo sighed, "It is indeed a very special potion, its effect is strong enough to cause the tumor to burst, and its degree is enough to make us helpless..."

Hearing this, Wen Shixian staggered a step back.

Her eyes flickered slightly, mixed with a little nervousness and worry, if... She was afraid of that if.

What if she didn't see the clues in the milk?

"After we lavage Miss Mu's stomach, most of the medicine has been discharged, but this is liquid after all, and a small amount has been absorbed into the blood."

Zheng Bo said truthfully, "I suggest you stay in the hospital for observation. It's best not to let Miss Mu run around anymore. She is in a very dangerous situation now."

Gong Lichuan clenched his fists tightly.

He forced himself to control his emotions, with blue veins looming on his arms, and said in a deep voice, "I see."

Zheng Bo nodded, gave some instructions on how to take care of Mu Wanqing, and prepared to go to the ward.

But Gong Lichuan suddenly reached out to stop him, "Director Zheng, there is one more thing."

"Tell me." Zheng Bo turned his gaze back.

"Qing'er is worried about the risks of the operation, and I... don't want her to leave on the operating table." Gong Lichuan's throat tightened, "Is there any other way?"

Zheng Bo looked at them and said hesitantly, "Heart transplant."

Hearing the sound, Wen Shixian's eyes were somewhat hollow.

Her eyes gradually turned red, and her red lips parted slightly, "Then... can we go see her now?"

(End of this chapter)