Master Mo's beloved wife

Mo QingHan wakes up from his stupefaction and draws out his clothes. His eyes fall on the door.

"So what? Now she's dying. Do you want to die alone or two?"

He said faintly, his eyes cold.

"You Ye Junfei turns his eyes and looks at Li Guangming. He hopes, "can you save her, right?"

"I'm sorry." Li Guangming lowered his head.

Ye Junfei's face changed, "you crazy people!"

"The patient is dying! Who is mo QingHan? Please come in

The nurse opened the door again, and her eyes fell on the three people in the corridor.

Ye Junfei wants to rush up, but Li Guangming holds his wrist.

Ink light cold into the operating room.

On the operating table, Qin Xiaolou was pale and her white face was wet with sweat.

Usually smooth as silk hair all stick to her face, because of lack of water and dry lips slightly wriggle.

I can't hear anything clearly.

But he knew clearly that she called brother QingHan again.

He had seen it many times, but he didn't see it clearly this time.

In the end, he couldn't help reaching out.

He took the pale, thin hand.

"I'm here." He spoke.

At that moment, Qin Xiaolou seemed to hear his words. He woke up slightly. He looked up at the person in front of him, with a smile on his lips.

"Here you are." She took his hand and asked, "am I going to die?"

Mo QingHan watched the scene helplessly, but he couldn't say a word.

"No

"Don't lie to me. I heard it just now. I've never heard it so clearly."

Qin Xiaolou was lying on the operating table. "I just heard the nurse say," you want my heart. "

It's such a cruel fact, but it's easy to say that the weather today is very good

Suddenly, Mo QingHan lost his voice.

"Heart, take it."

Qin Xiaolou's tone is very light, will dissipate in the air at any time: "I promised you, naturally will do it."

Mo QingHan's eyes were very black, so black that he couldn't see what he was thinking.

This sentence is like a gust of wind, blowing away the layer of fog.

And then reveal the deep sadness, and those who think healing, but in the years of rotten wounds.

"Good." He didn't know how to say the word.

However, the feeling of heartbreaking at that time was so clear in his mind that he never forgot it for many years after that.

"I can promise you what you want." He said.

"Wish?"

Qin Xiaolou smiles. Her clear eyes lose focus, but she can still feel the warmth of the smile

"I have too many wishes. I don't know which one you say?"

"I can fulfill one of your wishes. I can do anything." Mo QingHan said.

"Mo QingHan, I have only one wish. I hope you can believe me. What happened in those days was not... I had hoped."

With these words, Qin Xiaolou turned his head and closed his eyes in embarrassment.

A drop of clear tears gradually slipped from the corner of her eye.

It's like an incomplete full stop.

In the operating room, there was a strange silence.

Mo QingHan frowned.

"Qin Xiaolou, you know it's impossible."

He cruelly refused. The cold meaning reappeared in his eyes was like ice, which instantly frozen her world into a wasteland.

"In that case... Cough... Then I just hope you are well."

Qin Xiaolou laughs. She gets the answer she wants, but the heartbreak doesn't come.

It turns out that when people are extremely sad, they will forget the feeling of heartache.

"Qin Xiaolou, is that your wish?"

Mo QingHan's mouth raised a sneering smile, "then I will be as you wish."

At the last moment, he still chose not to believe her.

Qin Xiaolou closed her eyes. A lot of blood loss made her dizzy.

"Li Guangming, prepare for the operation." Mo QingHan said to the people outside.

"Ink light cold, you really so hard hearted!"

Ye Junfei smell speech, pupil diffuse a layer of disbelief, "she is also your sister, you don't forget!"

Mo QingHan passed him without squinting and strode out.

What else does ye Junfei want to do, but Li Guangming catches him.

"Enough, this is a hospital, not a vegetable market." Li Guangming's face was rarely serious.

Mo XiuXiu was pushed into the same operating room.

She was lying on the operating table, beside Qin Xiaolou, who had fallen into a coma, with a successful smile on her lips.

Qin Xiaolou, are you defeated by me in the end?

Your heart is mine in the end. You can rest assured that I will live well with this heart, together with my brother, forever

She fell into a deep sleep contentedly

Mo's mother heard that Mo XiuXiu was going to have an operation, and she also came in a hurry.

"Mom, what are you doing? You're not well yet."

Mo QingHan greets her and holds her hand.

"How can I not come to see about your sister? A mother, who doesn't want her daughter to live a long life? "

She sighed and patted Mo QingHan's hand happily.

"Light cold, I know you will never let mom down."

As soon as the words came out, all the people present looked at Mo QingHan angrily.

Who would want to be treated like this? It's obviously taking one daughter's life to save another daughter!

"Yes, mom, the operation still needs time. Why don't I help you go back to rest first, and I'll call you when it's almost over." Mo QingHan kindly escorts Mo Mu back to her room.

Mo's mother took a deep look at the door of the ward and turned to leave.

"Light cold, when XiuXiu's operation is ready, you should inform me in time." Ink mother again told.

"Don't worry, Ma!" Mo QingHan comforts his mother.

After waiting for someone to leave.

Mo QingHan turns to enter the ward.

On two adjacent operating tables lie Qin Xiaolou and Mo XiuXiu.

However, the content is not the so-called heart surgery. Blood flows out of Mo XiuXiu's hands and slowly flows into Qin Xiaolou's body.

Little by little, the fire of her life was slowly kindled.

He is crazy, will not hesitate to take XiuXiu risk, even hide from the public!

But do you want him to watch her die?

Until today, he found that it was a very difficult thing. As soon as he thought about it, his heart seemed to be cut in half by something and could not stick back.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

Li Li pushed the door in.

"Mr. Mo, the matching blood has been taken back."

"If you work hard, give it to the hospital immediately."

Ink light cold eyebrows loose a little, between the eyebrows light clouds, control the overall situation.

"Mrs. Mo, I have written your diagnosis." The doctor stood respectfully beside Mo Mu's bed.

"Well, you've done a good job. Don't worry, you're indispensable to the reward." Mo Mu nodded with satisfaction.