Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 349 Mo City, I'm Alright
Unless it was absolutely necessary, they would never dare to say such things to Feng Mocheng.

When a doctor speaks, he always leaves room for himself.

If the doctor said that the other party was seriously ill, then maybe the other party could still be saved.

The doctor just habitually made the problem more serious, leaving room for himself.

And now, they're really trying their best.

Life and death are fate, this sentence is also said.

For Lin Jing, they have tried their best.

But the biggest problem now is that Lin Jing and Lin Jing are hopeless.

The only thing they can do is to prolong her time as much as possible. If she can live one more day, it will be one day. It is basically impossible to cure her.

Because Lin Jing was so unlucky that he was not only poisoned, but also mentally stimulated, and was beaten and seriously injured. A woman's body had reached its limit.

Feng Mocheng threw off the quilt and wanted to get out of the hospital bed, regardless of the doctor's obstruction.

The doctor looked at Feng Mocheng's stumbling back, and immediately persuaded him: "President Feng, you drank too much alcohol, which caused stomach bleeding and other bad symptoms. Your body is very weak, and you need to cooperate with our treatment, otherwise... "

With a bang, the door was closed.

Before the doctor could finish his words, Feng Mocheng had already slammed the door and left, ignoring them!
……

Feng Mocheng was wearing a hospital gown, standing outside the intensive care unit.

The broad palm touched the glass door, his eyes seemed to be frozen, and he kept on falling on the woman on the hospital bed who was covered with tubes all over her body.

Her EKG was ticking.

Lin Jing fell into a coma, and everything outside seemed to have nothing to do with her, including the man standing outside the door.

"Lin Jing, I won't let anything happen to you!"

"There are still many things that I haven't told you yet."

"There are still many things that I haven't had time to do with you."

"Things I want to do, but you never know!"

Feng Mocheng stood at the door of the intensive care unit as if possessed by a demon, staring at the unconscious woman inside through the glass window.

He stood here for several hours. No one could persuade him, and no one dared to persuade him. He could only stand around him and wait and see what happened.

With a bang, Feng Mocheng's palm hit the glass door hard.

Then, his body gradually slid down along the glass door, and finally fell to the ground, completely losing consciousness!

……

"Mo City, Mo City?"

Feng Mocheng was in a deep sleep, when suddenly a woman's soft and delicate voice came from his ear, calling his name.

Such a familiar voice...

Feng Mocheng opened his tired eyes...

What caught my eyes was a warm smile.

Lin Jing stretched out his hand to touch his face, smiling brightly like the sun, "I've been asleep for a long time, it's time to wake up."

Seeing Lin Jing's ruddy complexion and beautiful smile, Feng Mocheng was a little surprised.

He sat up from the bed and looked around.

He was in the ward, and Lin Jing was sitting beside his bed.

What Lin Jing was wearing was not a hospital gown, but her own clothes.

And judging by her appearance, she is not so sick anymore, just like a healthy ordinary person.

Just like before, beautiful and good.

"Lin Jing, you...you came out of the intensive care unit?"

God knows, he stuttered for the first time when he grew up so old.

Lin Jing sat by the bed, she reached out to touch his face, and smiled gently: "Yes, the doctor said I'm already healed."

"Okay?" Feng Mocheng held her hand.

A woman's delicate palm is soft and warm.

(End of this chapter)