Master Jiu's little sweetheart is a bit fierce

After the female doctor said a word, the emergency room suddenly became quiet, there was no sound, it was as cold as death.

Ou Jinchen's hand holding the instrument kept trembling, and tears flowed out one by one. The god of death took Sisi's breath away, but made his breathing sound clear and clear to his ears.

Sarcastic and heart-wrenching, he burst into tears in anxiety: "No... no..."

"I don't have anyone I can't save!"

Although there is no evidence for these words, he still stubbornly denies the facts in front of him, and the instrument in his hand falls, sucks up, falls, sucks up again and again...

Sisi's rigid body rose and fell with the instrument, Ou Jinchen's movements became faster and faster, and his strength became heavier...

The female doctor next to her couldn't help but her eyes were red, and she persuaded him with a choked voice: "Director, this kid is really helpless."

"Please don't continue, I can't save you..."

Ou Jinchen couldn't hear any voices. He had already killed his best brother, and if he couldn't save his daughter, he would never survive.

The voices in the emergency room became chaotic, several doctors kept persuading Ou Jinchen, and even came up to pull him.

But he desperately repeated the movements in his hands, his red eyes were focused and serious, stubborn to the point of death.

A doctor sighed and shook his head, and went to open the door of the emergency room.

The door opened with a "squeak", and Wen Tingyi hurried up: "How is Sisi?"

The doctor lowered his head in pity: "Master Jiu, please come in and take one last look."

The doctor's words floated in the silent air coldly, like God calmly announcing a death.

Wen Tingyi's breathing was suddenly choked, and a hot stream shot up from his chest. Immediately, angry red blood spewed out from his mouth, staining the white door of the emergency room red.

"Ninth Master..."

"Jiuye... Director, Jiuye, he..."

The doctor at the door was frightened, and repeatedly helped Wen Tingyi, who was limp.

Thinking that Wen Tingyi was about to close his eyes and collapse, who would have thought that he straightened his legs and stumbled towards the emergency room.

Ou Jinchen, who was still repeating the movements of his hands, seemed to be crazy, and kept doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation on a body that was not responding at all.

Wen Tingyi stumbled to the side of the bed with a cold body, and touched Sisi's face with trembling hands.

That pale little face was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, allowing Wen Tingyi to call from the side, allowing Ou Jinchen to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation non-stop, and allowing the doctors in the emergency room to shed tears of sorrow.

She just wouldn't wake up, she slept peacefully and peacefully.

"Stop messing around!"

Wen Tingyi's roar finally made Ou Jinchen stop his movements.

The death-like silence returned to the emergency room again, and this silence clearly told everyone that she was dead.

The little angel who had been struggling on the verge of death for four years became a real little angel.

Ou Jinchen's crying came out intermittently, echoing coldly in the emergency room.

He bent his knees, knelt on the cold floor, and cried in a trembling voice: "You kill me!"

"It was I who hurt you, Sisi..."

"I'm not worthy to be your brother, I'm not worthy to be a doctor, I'm not worthy to be a human..."

"Damn me, you kill me!"

Ou Jinchen took off his mask, walked up to Wen Tingyi on his knees, and hugged his leg: "I beg you, please kill me, I promised you to cure Sisi's illness, but I let people in I took away Sisi under my nose..."

"I'm guilty, I deserve to die, you killed me, you killed me..."

Wen Tingyi's face was gloomy, a pair of angry eyes stared fiercely at the unknown place, his eyelids trembled heavily a few times.

He broke down. On the one hand, he was a good brother who had played with him since he was a child, and on the other hand, he was a daughter who had been owed since birth.

They are all inseparable people in his life.

But fate likes to toss people!
Ou Jinchen's crying was intermittent in the emergency room, and several doctors couldn't help crying.

Not knowing whether it was hallucinations or what, a doctor suddenly stopped his tears and frowned, as if he was trying to identify something.

"Didu..."

"Did beep, beep..."

"Did toot toot toot toot toot..."

She suddenly exclaimed: "There is a sound! There is a sound! I heard..."

She rushed to the hospital bed, the heart rate monitor seemed to have a miracle, and the red parallel line became active up and down.

The female doctor looked at the data on the monitor excitedly, and read out: "Heart rate: thirty per minute."

"Heart rate: 32 per minute"

"..."

The female doctor's report was resounding, and the sound became louder as it went on, like the bell to wake up all things, activating the hearts of all those who had lost their hopes in the emergency room.

Hearing the sound of help, Ou Jinchen's first reaction as a doctor was to immediately get up from the ground and continue the rescue activities in hand.

The cardiopulmonary resuscitation equipment was picked up by him again, and he continued the rescue just now with hope, all the emotions and tears in his eyes, his eyes were focused and serious.

The "beep" sound of the heart rate monitor continued to ring in her ears. The female doctor watched the red line climb up a little bit. She was so excited that she burst into tears, and the voice of reporting became louder.

"Heart rate: fifty per minute."

"Heart rate: 55 per minute..."

Standing by the bed, Wen Tingyi looked nervous, tightly holding her daughter's hand, constantly giving her strength, and praying for her in her heart.

There was a bright luster in his red eyes, and the tears contained in his eyes were like boulders, and he held them firmly in the eye sockets.

Time passed by slowly, and Wen Tingyi stayed in the emergency room for hours.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and Li Jingxuan had already sent Tang Wan to a remote Tawa village.

It was only after Tang Wan got out of the car that she realized how desolate the village was. Li Jingxuan turned on the phone light to take a photo.

This place is like a rural village in the past few decades, it doesn't matter if there is no electricity, there is no market, and there are either thatched houses or old mud tile houses.

Li Jingxuan pushed open a beige low wooden door, shone the light of the mobile phone inside, and stepped in with some disgust.

After groping around, she lit the kerosene lamp in the house.

Seeing the light, Tang Wan stepped into the room.

This house is a small independent building. After entering the door, there is a small living room, and then there are two compartments on the left and one on the right. The left is the sleeping place, and the right is the cooking place.

Looking at the simple and ancient furnishings in the house, Tang Wan's eyes were full of disgust.

"Auntie, are you asking me to go from extravagance to frugality? Why are you so confident that I would be willing to stay in such a place where no shit?"

Li Jingxuan wandered around, turned off the phone light, and comforted Tang Wan with a hypocritical smile: "Although this place is a bit behind, it is safe and quiet. No one outside will disturb you. How nice it is."

"What do you need? I'll get someone to bring it to you later. Although the house is old, there are green mountains and green waters outside, and the environment is pretty good."

Although Li Jingxuan's words sounded nice, Tang Wan still felt cheated, and then she thought of her daughter.

"Where's Sisi? Is she here?"

There was a cold smile in Li Jingxuan's eyes, and he said softly, "I'll be there soon, I'll go out and have a look."