My iceberg smiled

Chapter 1005 It's Really a Cat

After hesitating, the door suddenly opened from the inside.

Fang Ci, who was wearing a white coat, came out, his expression was a little dazed, and he didn't notice the little lump under his feet at all.

That's right, the cat form of Zhinao Zero is still a kitten at this time.

Nested under the bench in the corridor, you can't see it if you don't pay attention.

Han Qianxiao saw that the corners of Fang Ci's eyes were red, and his face was full of exhaustion. It seemed... there was a trace of guilt in his expression.

She didn't have time to think about the situation, the moment the other party opened the door, she quickly slipped in.

A black and white shadow at Fang Ci's feet disappeared like the wind.

However, he did not find out.

He just explained to Han Mochen all about Little Pudding's current situation.

Before, at the door of the operating room, he was surrounded by so many people who cared, so he couldn't speak directly, for fear of causing emotional stimulation to everyone.

Now I had a chat with Han Mo Chen alone.

The other party and Little Pudding get along day and night, they can be said to be the closest people, and Mo Chen has the right to know all the facts.

Fang Ci didn't beat around the bush, and directly told Han Mochen that Little Pudding's consciousness had no fluctuations.

This situation is even worse than a vegetable.

Some vegetative people still have residual consciousness, but Little Pudding doesn't, not at all.

Except for the heart that was still beating, everything else was dead.

It was as if the soul had been taken away, leaving only an empty shell.

To Fang Ci's surprise, Han Mochen didn't react violently when he heard this. He just sat quietly by the hospital bed, looking softly at the girl lying on the bed.

It's been like this for a day.

During the day, I didn't eat, drink water, or communicate with others.

Seeing the other party like this, Fang Ci felt very sad.

If it wasn't for Fang Ci's occasional nod in response when Fang Ci was speaking, Fang Ci would have thought that the soulless person was Han Mochen.

Before entering the operating room, Fang Ci said that he would definitely save Pudding.

But the current state is no different from being unsaved.

During these years of practicing medicine, Fang Ci encountered Waterloo for the first time, and was frustrated by overconfidence for the first time.

He couldn't predict whether Little Pudding would wake up in the future, and he couldn't give Han Mochen a definite answer.

The previous vows turned into shrinking at this moment.

Fang Ci was scared, and he didn't dare to promise any more.

He felt that he gave Mo Chen hope, and let him fall into the abyss from hope.

Fang Ci blamed himself, took off his white coat and left the hospital alone.

……

Inside the ICU ward.

When Han Qianxiao slipped in, she saw that familiar figure from behind.

At this time, the back looks a little cold and lonely, which makes people feel distressed.

Han Qianxiao walked over softly on catwalks, and couldn't help but let out a cry.

"Meow~" brother.

The meow of the cat made the young man sitting by the bed pause slightly, and then looked down.

I found a fleshy pompom next to my feet.

It's a black and white sheriff cat, very good looking.

The part above the eyes and two ears is black, the part below the nose is white, the back is black all the way to the tail, the abdomen and four cat paws are white.

Han Mochen didn't know why there was a cat in the intensive care unit of Fang's Hospital.

Is it real, or is he hallucinating?
"Meow~" Brother, it's me, I'm Xiaoxiao.

The pompom head rubbed against Han Mochen's ankle.

The young man clearly felt the soft fur and the warmth.

It's really a cat...

(End of this chapter)