Love is even colder than snow

Jingmo was holding Tang Su tightly. Suddenly he felt her left hand fall down.

He quickly stretched out his hand and firmly grasped her drooping left hand.

With such a tight grip, he realized that her left hand had no little finger.

Jingmo's fingertips suddenly trembled.

Yes, he remembered that he had her little finger cut off cruelly!

In the dungeon, Lin Niannian and Jing Hao had his legs chopped off. She stood in front of him in order to protect him.

The sharp knife did not cut off his leg, but stabbed her left arm.

Lin Niannian and Jing Hao lock them up. They are determined to torture them to death. When she is injured, it is naturally impossible to give her medicine, let alone call a doctor.

Without treatment, the wound on her left arm became more and more severe. Finally, it gradually scabbed, but her left arm couldn't move.

In order to save him, her left arm was abandoned, but he made her lose a finger forever!

What the hell did he do!

Jing Mo clung to Tang Su's little hand. He had never known what pain was before. At this moment, he felt that he understood it completely.

The pain in his heart was so painful that he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't feel his heartbeat. But no matter how painful he was, he couldn't wash away the sin he imposed on her, and he couldn't bear half of the pain for her.

"Tangtang, sorry, sorry..."

Jing Mo kept apologizing to Tang Su, but some injuries had been cast. No matter how many apologies he said, it didn't help.

Those pain, those injuries, are suffered, engraved in memory, how can they dissipate!

Those physical injuries will follow her all his life. No matter what he does, he can't make up for it!

As soon as they arrived at the hospital, Tang Su and Xiao Shen were pushed into the emergency room.

Xiaoshen's body didn't matter, but he was in a coma with high fever. After simple first aid, he was sent to the general ward.

Jing Mo's eyes looked painfully at Xiao Shen, who was hurriedly pushed from front of him to the ward by the doctor. On the day they left the dungeon, he once promised Xiao Shen that he would work hard and let him and Tang Su live a good life.

He will protect them.

But after all, he hurt them the most.

"Xiao Shen, I'm sorry."

Even if a word of sorry can't make up for anything, I still want to say that uncle Mo is sorry for you.

I'm even more sorry, your mother.

Standing motionless outside the emergency room, he looked at the red light that had been on in front of him, the expression on Jing Mo's face, unprecedented pain and dignity.

Just now, at the edge of the cliff, Luo Zhao didn't want to understand why his boss suddenly became so strange, but now, looking at his miserable appearance and listening to him shouting Tang Su Tangtang, he seemed to understand.

Tangtang, the boss's favorite, is probably not square sugar, but Tang Su.

Looking at Jing Mo's obviously bent back, Luo Zhao couldn't bear it. He wanted to say something to comfort his boss, but for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

After a long wait, the door of the emergency room finally opened slowly.

Seeing that the doctor took off his mask and came out, Jing Mo hurried to meet him anxiously. The proud Jing family looked like a helpless child who had forgotten the way home.

"How is she, doctor?"

"She didn't hurt the point in the car accident. It's just her illness... "

Hearing the doctor say that Tang Su didn't hurt the key, Jing Mo couldn't help but rejoice. But when he heard the doctor's words, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley again.

Even if the doctor hasn't said the following words, he knows it will never be good.

He grabbed the doctor's arm and said eagerly, "what's wrong?! She used to be very healthy. What disease can she have? "

Even though he was afraid of Jing Mo's power, the doctor couldn't help raising his face and looked at him discontentedly.

"Health? Who told you she was healthy? "

The doctor paused and then said, "she has gastric cancer, advanced stage, where is she healthy?!"

Gastric cancer... Advanced

At that moment, Jingmo felt that everything in heaven and earth had disappeared, and time was still for a moment. He could not see the scene in front of him and hear the noise of the world.

In his mind, a sentence echoed again and again.

His sugar, stomach cancer, advanced stage

Jing Mo doesn't want to believe the doctor's words. He would rather believe that the doctor is fooling him.

But he knew in his heart that what the doctor said was true.

He suddenly remembered that Tang Su mistakenly thought that Xiaoshen fell off a cliff and died. She vomited blood in front of Xiaoshen's grave.

She also said she was dying.

At that time, he always felt that she was pretending to be pitiful and compassionate. It turned out that she was really ill. She was really dying.

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She can't die! He won't let her die!

Jing Mo grabbed the doctor's arm harder, as if the doctor in front of him was the only driftwood he saw in the vast deep sea after falling into the sea.

"Doctor, Tangtang will be fine. She can be cured, right?!"

The doctor looked at Jing Mo like a neuropathy. In a twinkling, he recovered his trembling in the face of power.

"Jing Shao, I'm sorry. There's nothing we can do about her illness."

There's nothing I can do

Jing Mo's face was ugly to the extreme, "what is powerlessness?! I won't let her have anything! If she has any trouble, all of you have to bury her! "

The doctor's little heart trembled vigorously. He was afraid of Jing Mo, but he hung his head and whispered, "Jing Shao, I'm sorry."

Jing Mo clenched his fist. He really wanted to smash the doctor's face in front of him, so that he wouldn't talk nonsense here and curse his candy.

But the only reason left in his heart told him that the doctor was not nonsense.

He closed his eyes heavily and slowly opened them again. He tried his best to open his mouth, but his voice was still ethereal and terrible.

"She... How much time does she have?"

"She... Her current physical condition, at most... At most half a month, at least..."

Later, the doctor dared not go on.

But even if he didn't say it, Jing Mo knew it. At least, it was what happened these days.

Jing Mo's body trembled like chaff. If Luo Zhao, who was standing aside, hadn't helped him, he would have fallen to the ground.

Luo Zhao thought carefully and figured out the cause and effect of the matter.

The boss recognized the wrong person and hurt Tang Su again and again under the instigation of Fang sugar. Now, she won't live long.

It can be imagined how guilty and painful the boss is.

Luo Zhao wants to comfort his boss, but how can he comfort him?

If Tang Su can't live, no matter how others comfort him, the boss's heart can't live.