Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

The nurse left after a few words.

Bai Yi quickly closed the door, came to the bed, and took out a delicate small porcelain bottle from the pocket of his coat.

Open it and pour a translucent pill in the palm of your hand.

"This medicine was left to me before Feng Lidan left. He said that no matter what kind of illness or injury, he can relieve it after taking it. Tsing Yi also took it just now."

He said, carefully pinching the drunkard's chin, forcing him to open his mouth, and then put the pill into his mouth.

It melts in the mouth, which is really convenient.

Taking out his cell phone, Bai Yi dialed Fenglidan's number, praying silently for him to pick it up.

However, it is still the case, not in the service area.

The drunkard never wakes up.

There were waves of doctors and nurses, and the drunkard situation left them with nothing but shaking their heads.

Soon, twelve hours passed.

The hospital has issued a critical illness notice.

Bai Yi grasped the doctor's hand: "Doctor Doctor, think of a way, think of a way."

"Sorry, we really did our best."

"It can't be cured at home, can it be done abroad? Can you help me, I beg you, he is so young and he can't die, I beg you."

"Calm down, we are doctors. If there is real hope, how can we watch him and wait for death."

"Really...Is there no way?" Bai Yi was desperate.

The doctor sighed slightly: "Doctor Wente is an expert in cardiology, and even he said there is no way, that is really no way."

"At the most twelve hours later, if he doesn't wake up again, he really won't be able to wake up... and even if he wakes up, with his current physical condition, he won't be able to survive for half a year. It will be sick and painful, and death is better than life."

The white clothes was stunned.

"You must be mentally prepared." The doctor left after leaving a sentence.

In the ward, he and the alcoholic were the only two left in an instant.

No, there is one, but he can’t see it...

"There will be a way, there will definitely be a way." Bai Yi suppressed the fear in his heart and took out the phone again.

"Help me contact the most famous cardiologist at home and abroad."

"Yes, right now, the more the better."

The teenager stood by the hospital bed, quietly watching the drunkard. He had been watching for more than ten hours.

In these ten hours, his brain was almost blank.

He still doesn't recognize this person.

He raised his eyes and looked at the white clothes that kept calling the world to find a doctor. His fear and anxiety fell into the eyes of the teenager.

The boy retracted his gaze and looked at the alcoholic again.

After thinking for a long time, he slowly stretched out his hand to the alcoholic, and his translucent fingertips pressed against the alcoholic's brow.

As a white light flashed by the fingertips, the young man's body was lifted up by the wind, then sank into the drunkard's eyebrows and disappeared into the ward.

black

Boundless black

Invisible black

The boy clenched his hands, overcame the fear in his heart, and looked around.

However, he couldn't see anything, and it was scarier than the hazy darkness of the underworld.

Being timid and afraid of the dark, he stood there for a long time, and didn't dare to take a step.

This is the inner world of the alcoholic.

But why is it dark.

Is it because he is in a coma, or is his inner world like that?

No, he cares so much about the man named Tsing Yi, how could he have nothing in his heart.

This kind of black that is so dark that the eyes are blinded makes the young man a little unbearable.

He settled, and tentatively called: "Brother Mu Han..."