Chapter 163 Are You Dreaming?
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, Song Chaoyu ran up to Tang Man, stretched out his hand and pushed Tang Man away forcefully, Tang Man staggered and sat on the ground, she looked into Song Chaoyu's eyes in disbelief.

Tang Man on the ground had no intention of standing up, she could only turn her eyes to Zhan Jincheng for help, but Zhan Jincheng didn't even look at it, and quickly walked into the car, Li Yunfan also walked in, leaving only Tang Man fell to the ground.

Tang Man clenched his fists and hit the ground hard, Song Chaoyu!I won't let you go so easily.

Zhan Jincheng drove the car faster and faster. He knew the importance of time. Song Chaoyu in the back seat held Song Haichen tightly in his arms. She noticed that Song Haichen was sweating more and more up.

Song Zhaoyu stroked his forehead and then his neck, and felt that Song Haichen's body temperature had gradually dropped.

"It's not good, Haichen's body temperature is getting lower and lower." Song Chaoyu choked up, shaking his anxious hand in mid-air.

Zhan Jincheng stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom and ran several red lights in a row. Even with the fastest speed, it still took a long time for them to start from the suburbs and reach the best hospital in the city.

"Haichen, hold on!" Song Zhaoyu hugged Song Haichen's shoulders and said imploringly. Seeing that Song Haichen didn't respond, Song Zhaoyu's face also turned livid.

"He will definitely get better!" Song Chaoyu's appearance made Zhan Jincheng a little flustered, and he comforted him softly, hoping that Song Chaoyu could control his emotions.

Finally arrived at the hospital, the tense atmosphere spread throughout the hospital after the red car stopped, Zhan Jincheng hugged Song Haichen in his arms, and quickened his pace to run to the hospital, Song Chaoyu and Li Yunfan followed closely behind him.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!! There are emergency patients here!" As soon as Zhan Jincheng's voice came out, the doctors in the hospital recognized Zhan Jincheng.

In less than a few minutes, the operating room and the best doctors are arranged.

"Family, please stay." The doctor who pushed Song Haichen into the operating room stopped the anxious Song Zhaoyu, and Song Zhaoyu stopped. She could only follow Song Haichen until the door of the operating room was completely closed.

Song Zhaoyu bit her fingers nervously, and paced back and forth in the corridor, she kept muttering: "It's okay, it will be fine."

Zhan Jincheng walked to Song Chaoyu's side, he looked at Song Zhaoyu with firm eyes, and held Song Zhaoyu's hand with faith.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine, you'll be fine."

I don't know if it's because I'm already tired or if my legs have no strength, Song Chaoyu felt the warmth of Zhan Jincheng's arms, and she leaned lightly on Zhan Jincheng's shoulder as if seeking comfort.

Just as Zhan Jincheng wanted to wrap his arms around Song Chaoyu's thin shoulders, Song Zhaoyu reacted and pushed him away.

She must have been confused for a moment, how could she rely on Zhan Jincheng, Zhan Jincheng was the most unreliable person.

Zhan Jincheng's hands stayed in the air and slowly fell down. Seeing Song Chaoyu's appearance at this moment, he thought of the two people many years ago. Zhan Jincheng clenched his fists in pain. He didn't know how to restore Song Chaoyu to the past complexion.

Time passed by every minute and every minute was a torment for Song Chaoyu. She kept looking up at the clock next to the operating room. It had been so long since Song Haichen came out. She felt ominous. premonition.

The peaceful atmosphere was finally broken by the ringing of the phone, Zhan Jincheng answered the phone with a sigh of relief.

"What, really?" Zhan Jincheng's surprised expression caused Song Chaoyu's eyes to shift to him, and she looked at him curiously.

Zhan Jincheng looked at the ground, his expression still serious, and he said again: "Are you sure it's true? If not, I'll make you pay the price." After speaking, his brows frowned again.

After confirming, Zhan Jincheng hung up the phone, and happily ran to Song Chaoyu, who stared at Song Zhaoyu obsessively.

"Zhaoyu." Zhan Jincheng couldn't believe it himself, someone actually found the bone marrow that matched Song Haichen.

Song Zhaoyu was still anxiously staring at the door of the operating room, rubbing her hands together, waiting for a minute and a second, when she heard Zhan Jincheng's voice, she stared blankly at Zhan Jincheng.

"Zhaoyu, don't worry, you have found the bone marrow that matches Haichen, and you are on your way to the hospital now, Haichen is saved!"

After hearing what Zhan Jincheng said, Song Chaoyu couldn't believe it at first, her pupils kept shaking. She waited for so long, did she finally arrive?
Is this a dream?
"Really...?" Song Chaoyu's body was stiff, not so happy.

Until Zhan Jincheng nodded resolutely, held Song Chaoyu's cheeks with both hands, and said seriously: "Really, I'm rushing here at the fastest speed."

Song Zhaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes, her brother was finally saved.

Song Chaoyu didn't know what to do for a while, and turned around in a panic, Zhan Jincheng pulled her into his arms, and he could feel Song Zhaoyu's happy mood.

Just when the two of them were having fun, the lights in front of the operating room finally dimmed. Song Chaoyu ran to the door of the operating room nervously, with anticipation in his eyes.

The doctor opened the door of the operating room, and he looked at Zhan Jincheng first, his expression was a little strange.

Zhan Jincheng could somewhat guess from the doctor's gloomy face.

"How is it? How is my brother?" Song Chaoyu grabbed the doctor's sleeve, his eyes still shining brightly.

It didn't take long for the marrow to come over and her brother was back to normal life in no time.

But what the doctor said next made Song Chaoyu feel a bolt from the blue, and his mood instantly fell to the bottom.

"We've tried our best, it's been too long." The doctor took off his mask and shook his head at Song Chaoyu.

Song Zhaoyu already understood in her heart, she pulled the corners of her mouth, took her hand off the doctor's sleeve tremblingly, and tried her best to maintain a smile.

"Doctor, you lied to me, right? What happened to my brother? Is there any way to save him?"

Song Chaoyu couldn't accept this fact, but he still got the same answer in return.

"My condolences to the family members." After the doctor finished speaking, he let out a long sigh.

Hearing these words, Song Chaoyu couldn't support herself any longer. She fell to the ground and supported the ground with both hands.

I am sorry for your loss.

When she heard these four words again, she still couldn't accept it. Her father left her, her younger brother also left her, and her family members left her one after another. Why?
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, just now Haichen was still calling my sister, he is not dead, you lied to me!" Song Zhaoyu struggled to get up from the ground, and almost fell down again, but fortunately Zhan Jincheng caught it quickly with his eyes and hands she.

After standing up, Song Chaoyu's eyes were red, and she ran towards the operating room to confirm the facts.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed it.

(End of this chapter)

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