Chapter 201 (1/2)

The doctor frowned and said, ”this is a car accident. The patient's brain was seriously injured.”

When Wen Xin heard the bad news, she stayed there. A Crystal Teardrop hung on her long eyelashes in the corner of her eyes. When she raised her eyes, it made the doctor feel a little distressed.

”But don't worry, I'll do my best to save him.”

The doctor's words didn't give her any comfort. She never thought that mutang would leave suddenly one day. She had almost nothing. She couldn't lose mutang again.

”Doctor, no matter what method you use, no matter how much money you need, please help mutang.”

The doctor nodded heavily: ”don't worry. Now the patient needs rest, but he needs surgery. You go through the hospitalization formalities first and pay the expenses.”

Wenxin hurried to the payment office, paid mutang's hospitalization fee, and hurried back to mutang's special ward.

She stayed in front of mutang's hospital bed. Mutang's forehead was wrapped in white gauze.

She prayed in her heart, hoping that Mu Tang would never have anything to do.

”Mu Tang, if you wake up, I am willing to exchange everything I have, even my life.”

Mu Tang, who closed his eyes tightly, seemed to feel the existence of Wen Xin and suddenly opened his eyes, but his eyes didn't have any vitality.

He gently pulled the corners of his mouth: ”warm heart, don't worry, I'll be fine.”

It seemed that he was too sleepy. After saying this, he fell asleep again.

The doctor's frown Never eased: ”the operation must be performed now.”

Wen Xin watched Mu Tang not push into the operating room. Her whole body collapsed on the wall.

As time goes by, the warm heart seems to be pulled away bit by bit.

She couldn't bear the depression. Why did Mu Tang suddenly lie in the hospital in a short morning.

The noble school, the headmaster, she must find out.

But now, she has to wait until mutang wakes up. He will wake up and be safe.

Four hours later, the door of the operating room opened, and Wen Xin seemed to have spent four years.

”Doctor, how's Mu Tang?” Wen Xin asked anxiously.

The doctor took off his mask, wiped the sweat off his forehead and said in a deep voice, ”the operation is still successful. As for the specific situation, we need to further observe.”

Holding the doctor's hand with gratitude, Wen said, ”doctor, thank you, thank you.”

The doctor obviously felt warm gratitude and said with a faint smile: ”saving the dead and healing the wounded is our doctor's bounden duty. You don't have to thank me.”

Mutang was pushed out and pushed back into the special ward.

Wen Xin kept in front of mutang's hospital bed, and her hand gently rubbed mutang's face.

In her heart, she regarded Mu Tang as her closest person. After Mu Yuntian left, she only had Mu Tang.

Her eyes were gentle as water. She looked at Mu Tang sleeping by the bed. Although his face was still pale, it was obviously a trace of blood.

”Mutang, you will get better.” Wen Xin muttered to himself.

From the corner of her eye, she suddenly saw a man whose cold eyes were so familiar.

The figure disappeared at the door.

Hallucination, it must be hallucination.

She smiled bitterly. She forgot to close the door of the ward.

He got up and went to the door. He looked out for no reason. He suddenly saw a figure disappearing gradually.