My iceberg smiled

Chapter 1283 We will accompany you
Han Qianxiao could see Anan's sadness and sadness, so why not her.

In a disguised form, Zhuo Qiu was actually protecting her from harm.

If Zhuo Qiu hadn't rushed out at that time, Anan would have ended up like this now.

And if Anan didn't do anything, it would be Han Mochen lying in it now.

These are important people in her life, and Han Qianxiao doesn't want to see any of them get hurt.

But be careful, or miscalculated.

"Xiaozhi, what should I do? If Zhuo Qiu really died because of me, I will never forgive myself in my whole life."

Han Qianxiao still held the cat in her arms, and asked anxiously in her heart.

"Isn't the other party still inside? Don't worry, things will be reversed." Encountered this kind of thing beyond its ability, Zhinao Zero has nothing to do, but it can feel Han Qianxiao's emotions , can only be comforted in this way.

At this time, not only Zhinao Ling was comforting her, but Han Mochen was also comforting her.

The man put his big hand on the girl's shoulder and patted it lightly: "Wait patiently, you will be fine, don't blame yourself, everyone has only one goal from the beginning to the end, and that is to save you."

"Now you have finally returned safely, and everyone's expectations have been fulfilled."

"You are the most important, even if... you really have to sacrifice us..."

When the other party said this, Han Qianxiao quickly covered Han Mochen's mouth with her hands.

"do not……"

"do not talk."

Han Qianxiao didn't want to hear such words at all.

Say something about sacrificing for her... at all costs...

She doesn't want this ending.

She wants everyone to be well, everyone to be well.

Time passed by, and it was not until three hours later that Fang Ci came out of the operating room exhausted.

After taking off the mask, he said, "Zhuo Qiu got sick again and knocked down a surgical instrument..."

"Then is he okay? How is he now?" Anan asked eagerly, he didn't care about any surgical instruments, he only cared about whether Zhuo Qiu was injured.

"I took a strong sedative, so I won't wake up today, and I can be quiet for a while."

"So, what's the solution? He woke up again, will he still be like this?" Anan asked.

"I haven't researched that kind of medicine yet. Naturally, there is no antidote to cure it. I have to give me time. Now I can't find any other way. I can only let Zhuo Qiu fall asleep first."

Anan said: "Why did he vomit blood? He vomited a lot of blood along the way, I'm worried about him..."

"Hematemesis is a negative reaction caused by that kind of medicine. He has been infused with fluid just now, and he will not vomit blood for the time being, but the remaining causes still need to be studied before prescribing the right medicine." Fang Ci explained.

"Brother Anang, we will accompany you to guard Brother Aqiu..." Han Qianxiao said comfortingly.

Anan knew that no matter how much he asked at this time, the result would still be the same. Luo Rong said that this medicine has no antidote.

Now he can only wait for Fang to resign from the research.

Then the stretcher was pushed out, Zhuo Qiu lay on it, and fell asleep peacefully.

The blood-stained clothes had been replaced with loose, striped hospital gowns.

Junyi's face was paler than ever before.

Anan's finger moved closer to touch it, but he didn't dare to touch it.

In the end, he withdrew his hand and was pushed into the ward along with the stretcher.

(End of this chapter)