Nan Juefeng received a call from Tianbao, and when he rushed to the hospital, Sirius and Tianhu also happened to arrive.

The three went upstairs as fast as they could, and the moment they reached the door of the operating room, they saw at a glance: Yang Mufan sitting on the bench in the corridor without saying a word, with his fingers deeply inserted in his hair, his head buried Very low, very low; Tianbao, who had been standing straight beside him, stared worriedly at the dazzling red operating light; This kind of very complicated and weird, but also very sad and sad eyes, stared straight at Yang Mufan.

The atmosphere of the picture is very dignified and dull.

Nan Jue closed his brows tightly, strode forward, and shouted in a low voice: "Tianbao, how is Mu Wanqing's situation?!"

"Brother..." Seeing Nan Juefeng approaching, Tianbao was inexplicably relieved. He instinctively raised his sleeve and wiped the corner of his mouth that was still burning with pain. At this moment, it is best to shut up and not say anything, especially not to mention anything about Mu Wanqing, otherwise... if you accidentally step into this minefield of a tyrant who has no blood or humanity, the consequences will be disastrous.

Just now, Mu Wanqing was pushed in, and within 10 minutes, the chief surgeon came out and asked the family members to sign the operation sheet and critical illness notice. At that time, Yang Mufan asked sullenly and ferociously: "What do you mean?!"

The chief surgeon, who didn't understand Yang Mufan's temperament, had a twitch of his brain, and actually said the truth: "I did a preliminary examination just now. Although the bullet did not pass through the wounded heart, the bleeding was too much, and he was already in shock. In addition, he was 26 weeks pregnant. Accidental miscarriage is already a very dangerous thing, if the placenta falls off, the baby will never be saved, as for the adults...Master Mu Fan, you'd better...be mentally prepared."

However, as soon as the attending doctor's words fell, Yang Mufan was furious on the spot, his eyes were bloodshot, he raised his fist high and smashed it fiercely, threatening loudly: "You. Here is a very serious and solemn warning to you, if you can't cure her, I will let your ancestors die for eighteen generations, get out of here."

The attending doctor was quite frightened by the appearance of Yang Mufan, his legs trembled and he almost fell to his knees with a thump, he wept and begged: "Master Mu Fan, you can't force others to make things difficult for you, the injured person's condition is really very dangerous, can you It is still unknown to leave the operating room alive, I really dare not promise you anything, if you must ask me to ensure her safety [-]%, can you... change to another hospital?!"

When Yang Mufan heard this, he became even angrier, bared his teeth, and rushed towards him fiercely.

When Tianbao saw him, he tried his best to stop Yang Mufan at the risk of being beaten to death.

The consequences are self-evident, not to mention how badly he was beaten.

Admire Fan's skill, vigor, vigor, ferocity, and so vicious that he never gives the opponent any chance to fight back or breathe. His purpose is: to defeat the enemy with one move, kill the grass and roots, and never cause future troubles.

On weekdays, when Admire Fan is lazily practicing, he is no match for him, let alone when he loses his mind and becomes furious.

Nan Juefeng, Tianlang and Tianhu looked at each other and understood.

Walked over, sat down beside Yang Mufan, and comforted her in a low voice: "Second brother, don't worry too much, I believe that Mu Wanqing will be fine, she will definitely survive, give her a little confidence, and give yourself some confidence." There is a little hope, but the result has not yet come out, so don't be too desperate."

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