Chapter 197 (1/2)
In the ward, suddenly came Ji Tianmiao's hoarse cry,
”Mo Li, Mo Li
What's the matter with you, Mo Li... ”
All kinds of instruments connected to the man's body on the sickbed, at the same time,
”Drop --” of Qi Qi issued a sharp voice!
On the instrument, the undulating lines of the original waves turned into a straight line.
All the accurate index data, sharp drop to zero
……
Outside the operating room, on the cold corridor, the dark fire, everyone is here.
Boss, Queen, Dylan, Jason, Claire, Ji shaoting and Ji shaojue.
All the faces were frowning.
No one talks, no one wants to talk, and no one knows what to say.
In the air filled with disinfectant, it is surrounded by an excessively oppressive silence, which makes people feel more heavy.
Before pushing Mo Li into the operating room, uncle Xiao said in a hurry,
”Mo Li has SAH aortic aneurysm, leading to heart failure, which has reached the late stage.”
Then he rushed into the operating room.
……
SAH aortic aneurysm is known as ”death killer” disease in medical circles.
Once the disease is attacked, the death rate is 98%.
……
In the corner outside the operating room---
Ji Tianmiao's thin body squatted there, leaning against the cold wall, two arms tightly around him, chin against his knees.
Those red and swollen eyes, which have been crying to tears, are like stars covered with dark clouds in the night sky,
Completely lost all the dazzling light, empty, ethereal
It's like a poor doll abandoned by others, losing all its aura.
Mo Li has SAH aortic aneurysm, even in the late stage.
She didn't know, didn't know
……
Ji Tianmo went to the corner and squatted down, looking at their little princess.
Empty Mou son does not have any focal length, also can't see her at all, Ji Tian Mo a burst of heartache.
He raised his hand and gently hugged Ji Tianmiao's shoulder, saying in a gentle tone,
”Miaomiao, Mo Li will be fine. You have to believe him.”
With that, Ji Tianmo patted her on the back.
Ji Tianmiao is broken in his arms by Ji Tianmo, but his body is still stiff, as if sinking into his own world, and can no longer feel the people and things outside.
All of a sudden, Ji Tianmiao's stiff neck moves like a puppet holding a string. His unfocused eyes look at the people in front of him in a trance, and his hoarse voice asks,
”Will Mo Li die?”
……
The voice is not lost---
In the eyes, tears fall down again.
Hit on the cold ground, extremely clear broken sound, heart piercing pain
Ji Tianmo was stunned, and then his eyes became sour.
Death is something they face every day. Being assassinated, falling at the gunpoint of the enemy, or dying on the battlefield
But they never thought about it---
Death really came to them, and they were so helpless
Ji Tianmo's stunned palm patted Ji Tianmiao's stiff back more carefully, and the queen replied aggressively,
”No, Mo Li will never die.”
God won't be so cruel. Mo Li and Miaomiao are not happy together. How can Mo Li die!
……
All of a sudden---
”Wow...”!