Listening to Shangguan Huang's guess, the miracle doctor quickly looked for his familiar Kung Fu in his brain and shook his head: "I haven't heard of such Kung Fu in the Jianghu. Breathing can be disguised as nothing, but this heart pulse is also OK. But... It's been nearly three days, and there's no such magical Kung Fu."

Even if Murong Sheng's Kung Fu is very deep, it's impossible to disguise his heart pulse as an illusion that he doesn't beat for three days.

Shangguan Huang pursed his lips, and the last hope that rose in his heart was also dashed.

Ironically, he hooked his lips and smiled: "I think too much and die. But I don't want to believe it, so I thought there would be such a strange Kung Fu in the Jianghu..."

Anyway, murongsheng's really died in his arms. Even if he is unwilling to believe this fact, he must admit that murongsheng's really died.

The miracle doctor looked at Shangguan Huang and sighed: "yes, maybe her body became stiff after she didn't die. Maybe she got some chance, so..."

So don't think so much. Murongsheng is really dead now.

It's just that the body is different from the death state of normal people, which makes them suspicious. In particular, this is different, which also raised some hope for Shangguan Huang, who was unwilling to believe that Murong Sheng died.

"You go out first. I want to stay alone with her for a while."

For a moment, Shangguan Huang seemed to spare a lot of strength and waved his hand wearily. The miracle doctor didn't say anything annoying at this time. With a helpless sigh, he took out the bowl containing Murong Sheng's blood.

When I came to the door, I couldn't help looking back.

Under the flickering candlelight, shangguanhuang sat by the bed, staring at Murong Sheng lying on the bed without blinking. It seems that Murong Sheng will disappear as long as his eyes blink a little.

This state, very cold, makes people look and feel very lonely.

The miracle doctor shook his head, took the bowl and went out directly. By the way, he closed the door for shangguanhuang.

The room was directly left to shangguanhuang and murongsheng. The candle flickered gently and burned slowly. Will the candle crackle a few times.

Shangguan Huang slightly tilted my head, stretched out my hand and gently touched Murong Sheng's cheek. It was clear that I had a lot of words to say to Murong Sheng. However, now I can't speak out. I just want to sit here quietly and look at her quietly

I want to engrave this last moment and Murong Sheng's face deeply in my mind and never want to forget it.

Time passed little by little, and the whole night passed. Shangguanhuang just repeated it again and again in his mind, recalling the scenes of two people getting along and the little things they were together.

Obviously, he likes her so much and regards her as the warmest sunshine in his heart. Why... Why doesn't he seriously show people?

If... If he paid a little attention to Murong Sheng at that time, would he

"Do you hate me very much in your heart..."

Shangguan Huang suddenly said, his voice was very dry, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Then he couldn't help mocking.

She must hate him, she must

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