The hero who crossed the line of fire has a dream

Chapter 643 If Xue Bing dies, I will kill his whole family!

In the pitch-black night sky, the strong wind whipped the rain like countless whips, lashing fiercely at the glass windows. Lightning, like silver snakes, wandered in the dark clouds, and the rolling thunder that exploded from time to time dyed the entire night sky into a flash of white.

In the spotless ward, a long-haired girl lay on a white-style hospital bed. She closed her eyes slightly and fell asleep lightly, with a slight smile on her lips, like a smiling sleeping angel.

A young man was sitting on a chair close to the edge of the hospital bed. His short hair looked as if it had been smoked without a trace of luster. Bang bang, the movement of holding her small hand was extraordinarily gentle, in stark contrast to the stiff arm.

"Xue Bing, are you sleeping?" The hoarse voice was inexplicably sad, and his tone was extra soft, as if he was afraid of waking Xue Bing who was sleeping. "Will you wake up when you wake up?"

"I haven't won the Hundred Cities League Championship yet, and I haven't won the WCG Championship yet. If you say I do these things, you will marry me."

"I promised to take you to the most beautiful church, I will put on the most beautiful white wedding dress for you, and I will put on the most precious diamond ring for you."

"Don't sleep, it's not beautiful!"

Tick.

Wang Yue's lips kissed the slightly cold back of Xue Bing's hand, a cloudy teardrop slipped over the tip of her nose, fell on the back of her fair hand, and splashed into eight petals, just like Wang Yue's heart.

Wang Yue gently wiped the tear stains on the back of her hands with a wet tissue paper. After wiping them clean, he carefully put her hands under the quilt and blurted out in a hoarse voice: "I'm not a doctor, I didn't let you I am Wang Yue, and I have the courage to wait for you for a lifetime, even if you sleep lightly and cannot wake up until your bones are dry."

Wang Yue's head lay on the white hospital bed, close to her palm, if she woke up, she would touch him immediately, and he would wake up immediately.

Outside the window, the wind is roaring and the rain is whistling; inside the window, there is silence and silence.

The moment Wang Yue closed his eyes, a crystal teardrop slowly slid down the corner of Xue Bing's slender eyes.

The next day.

Wang Yue woke up early, while Xue Bing was still lightly asleep with a slight smile on his lips.

The door of the ward was gently pushed open, and Xuanxuan walked in with a few simple meals. She was wearing a pair of jeans, the trousers were rolled up flat, revealing a section of white and tender calf, and her worried eyes first glanced at the light sleeper Xue Bing, who was unconscious, shook his head slightly and looked at Wang Yue.

Unshaven chin, bruised and stiff face, white and dry lips, her eyes fixed on Wang Yue's messy hair, her pupils contracted in surprise, she clearly saw a few strands of white hair protruding from Wang Yue's temples. The black hair is particularly eye-catching, and he has white hair.

Xuanxuan felt distressed, and said to Wang Yue, "Wang Yue, I brought you breakfast."

Wang Yue's eyes were red and scary, and he said hoarsely, "I have no appetite."

Xuanxuan frowned, and said worriedly: "Your voice is hoarse, drink some rice porridge to moisten your throat, Xue Bing will wake up, for sure."

Wang Yue blinked his dull eyes, staring blankly at the clock hanging on the wall, his eyes turned slightly with the rotation of the hands, he was waiting.

Xuanxuan sighed, she knew that Wang Yue was waiting for Dr. Zhu Qixin, an authority in the field of brain science, Xue Bing's hope, and the support of Wang Yue's beating heart.

Afraid of disturbing Wang Yue, Xuanxuan quickly but gently placed the food on the dining table provided by the hospital, then tiptoed out and stood in the corridor waiting.

The corridor was full of people, Xiucai, Yilan, Zhang Jing, Gan Ting, Yang Ke, they came with Yilan, they were afraid that too many people would disturb Wang Yue, so they stood in the corridor and waited, and sent Xuanxuan in to give Wang Yue breakfast.

Yilan asked softly, "Has he eaten?"

Xuanxuan shook his head: "No."

Hearing this, everyone frowned, and their already worried expressions became more intense.

Da da da!

The high heels made a crisp sound as they stepped on the ground.

Yi Lan called out to Han Jinhe who was walking towards him: "Cousin!"

Han Jinhe frowned slightly, and asked, "Is Xue Bing awake?"

"Nope."

"Where's Wang Yue?"

"Wang Yue is standing in the ward, and he doesn't even eat the food that is brought to him. His hair... His hair is a few strands of white." Every time Xuanxuan thinks of the extremely obvious white hair, Xuanxuan's heart seems to be hit hard, feeling To the depths, gray hair overnight.

Yilan and the others tried their best to suppress their surprise, not daring to make a sound, and looked through the glass of the door without deliberately looking for them. The few strands of white hair caught in the black hair were very eye-catching. It made their hearts ache.

Thinking of Wang Yue's lack of water, and thinking of Han Jinhe and Wang Yue's excellent relationship, Xuanxuan said, "Teacher, why don't you go in and persuade Wang Yue?"

Han Jinhe's beautiful eyes blinked, and she couldn't take her eyes off the half-grey hair, she shook her head slightly.

Two hours later, Xuanxuan chopped off his little feet and said anxiously, "Then why hasn't Dr. Zhu Mingxin come?"

The door of the ward was slowly pushed open, and a depressive aura gushed out. Wang Yue, with white hair and vicissitudes, walked out with heavy steps.

"Why haven't you come yet?" Neither sad nor happy, the quiet voice was filled with the taste of destruction, as if... seemed to want to destroy the whole hospital.

Han Jinhe was afraid that Wang Yue would do something impulsive, so she hurriedly grabbed Wang Yue's wrist with her tender and tender hands. There was no trace of warmth, and there were bursts of cold icy touch, which made Han Jinhe's delicate body tremble slightly, and hurriedly said: "Xuanxuan , go and ask."

Han Jinhe was afraid of Wang Yue's riot, so she tightly grasped Wang Yue's wrist. The palm touching Wang Yue's flesh was icy cold, and her palm was pale.

The paleness on the scholar's face was the same as Wang Yue's, and he said hoarsely, "I understand you, exactly the same."

Words without a trace of warmth spit out from Wang Yue's mouth coldly: "Do you want to destroy this world?"

The scholar didn't hesitate: "I want to!"

Wang Yue's eyes were scarlet, glaring blood flowed slowly from the corners of his eyes, his voice was very small, and he spoke very slowly: "If Xue Bing dies, I will kill his whole family and his nine clans!"

"Wang Yue!" Han Jinhe hastily shook Wang Yue's arm. The idea was too scary. When she saw the drop of pure blood, the arm shaking Wang Yue's arm instantly ordered and stayed in the air.

Wang Yue closed his eyes, letting the bloody teardrops that were not mixed with any magazines slowly fall down, and repeated softly: "Yes, I will."

About ten minutes later, Xuanxuan strode forward, his chest heaved up and down, panting heavily, and said out of breath, "Here we come, Dr. Zhu Qixin is here!"

(End of this chapter)