Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

302, the vegetable who just died?

The doctor and the nurse looked at each other, picked up the instrument and ran to ward 302.

Then I saw a group of people around the patient's bed. A man was pulling the little girl, and a man jumped into the hospital bed.

The patient's husband stood pale.

The instrument that hasn't been unplugged just now is displaying all kinds of data normally. The doctor shouted, "get out of the way, get out of the way..."

Subsequently, several doctors and nurses followed in.

The scene stopped.

Childe Lang looks at Mo Shijun. If she still can't turn the situation around and save herself on such an occasion, she will die if she dies. He will try his best to protect his words.

The space behind him writhed and let the dead return to the sun without authorization. As a ghost, he not only had to be tried, but also went to the 18th floor of hell to suffer for a month.

Otherwise, the world is in a mess.

However, Alan is the oldest Yin bad. According to his ability, it's no problem to be a ghost king, but he rejected him.

Therefore, the ghost emissary who punished the ghost also politely took Mr. Lang away.

Childe Lang looked back, took a silent look at Qiu Xiaoyu, then turned around and disappeared with the ghost envoy.

The road of yin and Yang is calm again.

Mo Shijun pressed down her gratitude. She just felt that she was full of strength to move forward.

She knew it was the power given to her by the ghost Lord.

She was not afraid of anything. She lay quietly on the hospital bed and talked to the doctor about her feelings when she suddenly woke up.

Thank the doctor for not giving up.

Thank God for letting her go!

After an examination, she suddenly spoke softly, "I saw Dr. Zhu give me an injection just before my heart stopped. You see, this is it..."

Then she smiled at the attending doctor and her father's old friend and said, "Uncle Fang, I don't mean anything else, just want to ask, because I didn't realize it after she gave me an injection..."

Doctor Fang's eyes lit up and frowned.

Qiu Wu couldn't help it.

His face was livid.

In the bright light, Mo Shijun smiled very gently, with an inherent noble demeanor.

It's dazzling.

This is what he has always hated most.

But it also strongly proved that Mo Shijun woke up.

Even if Dr. Zhu injected her with euthanasia, it was useless.

Moreover, after the joint inspection just now, Mo Shijun is normal and in excellent health.

At this time, Qiu Wu reacted and just talked about the doctor's injection. His heart jumped wildly. After touching the Buddha beads, his heart calmed down.

He hurried forward and stopped Mo Shijun's next words. He seemed to wake up from a dream. He hugged his wife and cried like a child, "Shijun, Shijun, I thought I was dreaming. Unexpectedly, you finally woke up. I've been waiting for you for a year, sobbing..."

Qiu Xiaoyu, who didn't know the truth, began to cry.

Mo Shijun didn't resist. She just "gently" patted Qiu Wu on the shoulder and said softly, "OK, OK, I know you're happy, but wait until uncle Fang checks me. You see, everyone is waiting. It's very hard."

The helpless Qiu Wu had to let Mo Shijun go.

Dr. Fang told the nurse to collect blood for Mo Shijun. After everything was finished, it was early in the morning. Dr. Fang took everyone out.