Heart-Seizing Contract: Mr. Lu's pet

Outside the intensive care unit of a hospital.

The woman's cry was too penetrating, which drew a reminder from the nurse.

"Be careful, there are other patients here, keep quiet."

After speaking, he glanced at the big man next to him and said: "Your family members should persuade you."

Such a scene seems to be staged every day in the hospital.

Even if they are sympathetic, after a long time, they have become numb.

"Sister-in-law..."

Zhulu opened his lips and realized that he was a man who couldn't speak at all, so he could only touch Jiang Muche who was beside him.

Jiang Muche opened his lips, but was also speechless.

There is no way, such things as comforting people are not something the two big men would do.

"Big victory over him, what's the situation now."

Perhaps the nurse's reminder just now had an effect, and Mrs. Dasheng was not blindly sad.

After calming down, he turned his head and asked the two of them.

Jiang Muche pursed his lips and said, "The situation is not very good."

Looking at the woman's red and swollen eye sockets, tears falling down, suddenly there was no sound.

In the end, he couldn't continue talking.

Zhui Lu bowed his head, and could only say one sentence: "Doctor, let the family members come over for one last meeting."

It seemed that he had exhausted all the strength in his body, and finally said this sentence completely.

Even though the people in front were two big men with strong bones, they couldn't help turning red eyes.

It has to be said that this is a big blow to a family.

For a woman who just gave birth, it can be said to be fatal.

Both of them quietly waited for the next, more sad cry.

Even his own eyes couldn't help turning red.

As a result, the crying did not resound. Compared with the sadness just now, the woman seemed to be quiet all of a sudden.

The two big men in front of them were extremely uneasy, and secretly looked at the woman, seeing that she was still so quiet.

The two couldn't help but turn red.

"That's it."

The woman's voice was very soft, as clear as the sound of a needle falling.

The mother beside her comforted her, but she didn't seem to hear it.

Looking up at the two people, he said, "Can you tell the doctor for me, I want to go in and see him."

This kind of thing, they can't refuse, and they can't refuse.

Jiang Muche nodded, then turned around to look for Bo Yan.

He did the surgery, and no one knows better than him.

The woman's mother turned her head and quickly wiped away the tears on her face.

She knew her daughter, the sadder she was, the quieter she became.

She stopped crying, which proved that tears were useless.

Shedding tears in front of people you care about is distressing, but shedding tears in front of people who are not important to you is just fragility.

The woman hugged the baby in her arms, lowered her head and slightly pursed a dry smile on the corners of her mouth.

The voice became a little hoarse: "Good boy, let's go see if Dad is okay."

As soon as the woman opened her mouth, the man opposite immediately shed tears.

Zhui Lu turned around quickly, and landed his fist heavily on the wall behind him.

It's not that he doesn't want to cry, it's just that he has been enduring it.

Now I find that I can't help it suddenly.

The people inside have always been so quiet.

Only the fluctuations on the instrument prove that the person is still alive.

The man's body was stripped clean, and there were pipes everywhere.

Bo Shaochen came over with the protective clothing and took a look.

The woman stepped forward, her hoarse voice filled with pleading.

"Can you... Let him talk to us at the end."

Various tubes were implanted in the mouth of the man inside, and there were also tubes in his neck.

An explosion had already blown him beyond recognition, wrapping him up so that people could see his original appearance.

It is even more unbelievable that a day ago, this was a young man who was full of vigor and was as bright as the sun.

Bo Shaochen nodded: "Put on the sterile suit, your time is running out."

If the woman hadn't arrived in time, maybe half a day later in the evening, they wouldn't even have the chance to see each other for the last time.

The woman controlled the tears in her eyes, and smiled politely with her lips curled up.

"Thank you doctor."

Thank you, that was all she could say.

It was only when he opened his mouth that he realized that his voice had long been hoarse.

"I'll go in too."

Zhu Lu behind him stepped forward, but was held back by Jiang Muche.

Shaking his head: "Let them talk."

At this time, what their comrades-in-arms can do is to spare the most time for the family inside.

The mother-in-law behind her also wanted to go in, but was stopped by Mrs. Dasheng.

"Mom, let me talk to Dasheng."

The people inside are actually not conscious at all.

One big and one small, who put on sterile clothes, walked into the room slowly.

Very spacious.

Not the small room she saw on TV.

The surrounding instruments are also very tall, taller than her.

It seems that as soon as you walk into this place, the oncoming oppression will come one after another.

What is... the awe of life.

The people in the ward closed their eyes tightly, and at her request, they just removed the tube inserted in their mouth.

The person on the bed did not wake up.

Holding the child in her arms, the woman walked slowly to the chair by the bed and sat down, and said softly, "Dasheng, I brought my son to see you."

"He was just born, like you and me, but he has been sleeping, do you think he is angry with you?"

"The son's name hasn't been taken yet. Mom and I said that we will pick the name together when you come back."

"At the beginning you said you didn't know if it was a boy or a girl, but now it's fine, you don't even have a name, and the hospital is still waiting for a certificate."

The woman whispered softly.

Looking at the child in his arms, and couldn't help but look at the people beside him, tears welled up.

The person on the hospital bed seemed to have moved slightly, and opened his eyes slowly after a while.

Obviously, he heard everything the woman beside him said.

It was only after opening his eyes that he realized that since there was nothing in his mouth, he couldn't make a sound.

The woman saw him waking up, and hugged the child tightly in joy.

Wiping away tears, he said with a smile, "Look, Dasheng, look at our son."

Zhang Dasheng on the bed turned his neck with difficulty, but in the end he still couldn't move a single bit, only a pair of eyes, swaying aside.

Finally, his eyes fell on the little baby.

The little man in his arms seemed to have been sleeping all the time, but he didn't intend to wake up at all.

A chubby little face, cute and round, with slightly squirming red lips.

Seemingly feeling uncomfortable, the little guy grinned and moved his body with an uncomfortable expression.

That provocative little appearance immediately provoked the man on the bed to grin.

"Look at Dasheng, how much he looks like you."

The woman's voice fell, and she looked at the person on the bed struggling to stretch out her hand.

It seemed that he had exhausted all his strength to touch the little guy's face.

Before the woman grabbed the man's hand, the raised finger fell down, and the wave line dancing on the instrument beside the bed instantly flattened.

"Big, big victory..."

The woman opened her lips, only to realize that the man had stopped moving.