Love You To The Bones

Ji muyuan and song Zijian find the attending doctor and ask the other party to arrange the most stable and comfortable cart immediately so that they can push Shen Zichuan, who is inconvenient to move, to the corridor outside the emergency room where Fang Xiaoran is giving first aid.

"No, I can't agree! You're simply not responsible for Mr. Shen's health."

The attending doctor frowned, "Mr. Shen is in a hurry. The disease caused from the inside out is very serious, especially his intracranial blood vessels and nerves. If he is careless, it will become very troublesome. I'm going to give Mr. Shen an MRI to monitor the intracranial brain and nerves in real time when he gets better tomorrow."

Listening to the doctor, the three big men wanted to retreat, especially song Zijian, whose eyebrows were almost screwed up, "brother Zichuan, why don't you have a good rest first, and we'll send you there after the brain test tomorrow. You can't see it now, and your little sister-in-law is still rescuing on the operating table."

Shen Zichuan suddenly grabbed Ji muyuan's wrist, stared at him, and insisted coldly, "I said, send me over."

Ji muyuan turned his head and saw the disapproval expression on the attending doctor's face. He turned back and looked at the dying man on the hospital bed. He couldn't help yelling, "shit, Zichuan, can you stop being so stubborn? The doctor said you can't move now. If you don't move well, it's a dead word!"

"I am her man. She is dying. I must... Cough, I must accompany her."

Shen Zichuan closed his eyes, borrowed the right hand holding Ji muyuan's wrist, and forced him to get up from the hospital bed. The pain in his chest and brain was so painful that he could hardly stand it. However, he closed his thin lips and covered the big mouth of congestion in his throat.

If he vomited this blood, Ji muyuan, including the attending doctor, would definitely want him to stay in the hospital bed and cultivate himself.

However, Fang Xiaoran is fainting and lying on the operating table because of his step-by-step fault. His life and death are unknown. How can he lie here quietly and calmly and do nothing for her?

The attending doctor was lowering his head to monitor the data on the display screen of the instrument. When he heard the news, he hurried to stop Shen Zichuan from getting out of bed and looked against him. "Mr. Shen, please cooperate with our treatment. If you continue like this, your brain blood vessels will be congested and infarcted. At that time, the immortal can't save you."

Shen Zichuan ignored the good advice of the attending doctor and only cast a firm and cold eye on Ji muyuan. His low voice contains stubborn persistence, "Mu yuan, my character, you know, don't stop until you reach your goal."

What else can Ji muyuan say in the face of such a desperate man?

He turned to the attending doctor and sighed heavily, "yes, Zichuan's women are undergoing surgery. He is not at ease. He must go and see the situation. Therefore, doctor, do you have a way to have the best of both worlds, which will not affect Zichuan's condition and achieve the goal."

The attending doctor sighed, "what else can you do? You can only get on two carts, one for pushing people and one for pushing instruments. In short, you must monitor these instruments at any time. Once an alarm occurs, you must notify me at the first time."

"OK, we must keep an eye on it."

The three big men and the attending doctor finally decided on the most feasible method. Ji muyuan and the nurse pushed Shen Zichuan. Song Zijian and Shen Bai kept staring at the display screen while pushing the instrument. They left the ward in an orderly manner.

With such a toss and turn, it was nearly five o'clock in the morning outside the emergency room where Fang Xiaoran had the operation.

Xiao Jingcheng sat rigidly on the green rest chair. He didn't wait for the doctor to come out of the emergency room all night. He was too worried to close his eyes.

At this moment, seeing Shen Zichuan being put on the cart, he rushed over with great fanfare. He was stunned for a few seconds and stared incredulously, "Shen Zichuan, Ranran has been in the operating room for nearly six hours. There is no result yet. What the hell are you doing on your horse to sell? Can you be miserable than Ranran? Labor and capital respond when they see you now. Please get out of my sight and get away!"

Looking at the fierce anger in Xiao Jingcheng's eyes, Shen Zichuan swallowed the congestion in his throat, looked back at each other and ignored, "what's the matter with you when I came to see my woman! In the past six years, I'm grateful for your careful care for her and bao'er, but it doesn't mean that you are qualified to intervene in the affairs between me and her."

"Shen Zichuan, do you think I'm willing to step in? After four years of marriage, you tortured Ranran and treated her better than a white lotus bitch. You cruelly lost another child in her belly and forced her to divorce, which made her desperate and had to go abroad. Have you fulfilled the responsibilities and obligations of a man to his wife?"

"I'll make up for my mistake. I don't need an outsider to force you to talk."

"If it's useful to make up for it, what do you want the police to do? It's like a murderer who killed someone and said he regretted and repented. Is it useful to step on a horse? The killed people will never survive on a horse. Even if they are cured, they will always leave a deep scar."

Xiao Jingcheng hated the blood in his eyes. He stood up from his chair, clenched his fist, clenched his teeth, rushed over, and smashed Shen Zichuan's chest. "You surnamed Shen, you'll never know when you step on a horse. You hurt Ranran again and again. In fact, you cut countless knife edges in her heart again and again. You never understand her pain and can never feel it."

"If Ranran really can't make it this time, Shen Zichuan, even if she dies, I'll pull you to hell!"

Xiao Jingcheng suddenly blackhanded Shen Zichuan, who was dying just off the operating table, which caught Ji muyuan and others off guard.

Song Zijian went to one side and smoked. Shen Bai was observing the data of the instrument. Only Ji Mu was far away and nearest. As soon as he turned his head, he felt a hot liquid spraying in the air.

There were bits and pieces of blood foam splashing on his face, neck and exposed arms. A smell of blood quickly filled the air.

Song Zijian shook his smoking hand and immediately ran up and shouted rudely, "Xiao Xiaosan, are you crazy on your horse?"

"Mr. Shen!"

Shen Bai looked up and was almost on his knees when he saw the bloody scene. He quickly put down his pen and book and rushed after Song Zijian.

At the moment, Ji muyuan saw the blood in his hands, his eyes flashed coldly, suddenly flew up, kicked Xiao Jingcheng to the ground, and quickly bent over to see the man who was so painful that he twitched.

The blood at the corners of his mouth was still spilling out, and his white face became more pale like a dead man. His face was white and miserable, silent to empty. Only his thin lips were still opening and closing, and he whispered gently, "Xiaoran, my wife, my wife, you will be all right, you will be all right!"

In a time of war and chaos, the door of the emergency room was finally pushed open. The doctors involved in the rescue, with a strong smell of blood, ran out of it and shouted impatiently, "the patient is bleeding and the heart stops. Who are your family members? Hurry up and inform the blood bank!"