He is more fickle than Fengyue

So much blood soaked a large piece of bed sheet.

Lu Beichen didn't know how he put on the clothes of the two of them. He didn't even know that he didn't even wear shoes, so he rushed out with thin smoke in his arms.

Bo Yan was already in a coma, and he was driving the car, speeding along the road.

More than 200 yards, he has rarely driven such a fast car, but he felt that it was not enough, it seemed to be slow, and he kept stepping on the accelerator.

The hotel was halfway up the mountain, some distance away from the urban area. He ignored it and abruptly shortened the almost half-hour journey to just over ten minutes.

The car stopped at the entrance of the hospital, and a nurse came over pushing the emergency bed, "What's going on?"

what happened?Lu Beichen didn't know what was going on, he only knew that Bo Yan was covered in blood, and he was also covered in blood.

He couldn't even believe how a person could shed so much blood.

He has never been so afraid, he always feels that something is missing bit by bit, no matter how hard he tries, he can't hold it, "I, I don't know."

The nurse pushed the emergency bed and ran into the hospital, "Are you a family member of the patient?"

Holding Bo Yan's hand, he ran forward, his whole body was unbelievably nervous, "Yes, I am her husband."

"Does your wife have any medical history?"

Medical history?

Only now did Lu Beichen realize that he knew nothing about Bo Yan.

At this moment, Bo Yan, who was in a coma, vomited another mouthful of blood.

"Thin Smoke!!"

Lu Beichen felt like he was going crazy, "Doctor, doctor!!"

"Save my wife!!"

Soon, a doctor came over, and when he saw Bo Yan, he was taken aback.

The nurse responded very quickly, "Director Zhao, do you know her?"

"Yes, she is my patient." The next second, he said with a serious face, "She is in a serious condition now, and she should be pushed to the emergency room immediately."

"Yes, Director Zhao." The nurse immediately pushed Bo Yan to the emergency room.

The doctor put on a sterile suit and followed him in.

The door slammed shut, shutting Lu Beichen out, and he stood there as if he had lost his soul.

He was trembling all over, even his lips could not stop trembling.

He hadn't even fully recovered from his senses, there was still a lot of thin smoke at night, why did he enter the emergency room now.

In fact, it's not very good. She said she was uncomfortable and she didn't want to do it.

But he didn't believe it, and even humiliated her. He didn't take it seriously at all. He just wanted to torture her severely and vent his emotions.

Later, she cried and said she wanted to vomit, and begged him to stop, but he didn't take it to heart, and even made her vomit on the bed vilely.

What did he do to torture her like this?

He regretted it, he thought, she will be all right, will she be all right?

He kept comforting himself, but his mind was full of the bright red blood, even his own palm.

He was suffering in frustration, every minute and every second seemed to be as long as a century, until the door of the emergency room opened, and a nurse came out, asking him to sign a critical illness notice.

He signed his name, the crooked Lu Beichen, uglier than a centipede.

Just as the nurse was about to leave, he grabbed her by the wrist, his voice trembling, "My wife, my wife will be fine, right?"

The nurse said formulaically, "We will do our best to rescue him."

"What happened to her? Why is it so serious all of a sudden?"

The nurse was surprised, "Aren't you a couple? Don't you know your wife has cancer?"

"Cancer, cancer?" Did he hear wrong?

"That's right." The nurse added, "Director Zhao said just now that the brain cancer is at an advanced stage."

With a "boom", his legs became weak and he fell to the ground.