This book is forbidden to read Xi Wei

In the dark sky, it suddenly rained, like ice beans hitting the car window, crackling, and boundless coldness grew.

Mianmian couldn't hear any sound, his world was in a quiet trance, but those eyes were fixed on the man who was not far away, who looked like gossamer, the car was driving fast, surrounded by several doctors on a stretcher Bai Xiao, who had stopped jumping, revived after struggling to rescue him.

But it was only recovered, with a sigh of relief.

After an unknown amount of time, the back door of the ambulance was opened, and the cold wind and torrential rain swept in, enveloping everything in it.

Mian Mian got out of the car and watched the doctor pull Bai Xiao's stretcher out of the back seat of the car, and hurriedly sent it to the emergency department of the hospital. Only hospitals have the most complete facilities.

Until Bai Xiao disappeared into the rain, standing there tremblingly, his face was blurred by the rain, and his shirt was tightly attached to his body.

One of the doctors did not advance with the large group, but turned his head to look at Mianmian in the rainstorm, and walked over resolutely after hesitating.

"Young master... Master Bai... The injury is too serious, please prepare for the worst!" If the situation is not too bad, it is impossible for the doctor to say

If the white master falls, all the paralyzed people left behind, no matter good or bad, will be accepted as heirs.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Mian Mian, who was still standing quietly just now, was like a beast that had been stabbed in the vitals, suddenly bursting out like breaking through its shackles.

The tall doctor was picked up by Mian Mian. The doctor's eyes were protruding, his face was purple, and he couldn't speak a complete sentence.

Compared with Bai Xiao, this heir was too bleak. No one thought that his force value was already so amazing. Even the remaining guards of the Bai family were all stunned.

But no one stepped forward to stop them, they could all imagine the continuous collapse.

In fact, Bai Xiao had never been injured so seriously, and everyone felt like a black mist that couldn't be dissolved, like this continuous rainstorm.

The raindrops hit them, numb and painful.

"Young Master, now is not the time to punish him!" Bai Yu was the only one who dared to speak out, and because of Bai Xiao's trust, he was assigned to take care of Young Master.

The implication is that Bai Xiao's surgery is the most important thing.

Maybe she heard it, maybe she didn't, but Mianmian finally let go of her strength, and the doctor knelt down on the ground like a doctor, coughing out of her throat, and then raised her head tremblingly after a long while, the goal was Mianmian's condescending eyes.

As if trying to pierce people's sharpness, "He can't die."

This scene, until many years later, was still in the doctor's memory. It was the second man who made him unable to resist. He seemed to see Lord Bai, a real ruler.

Young and strong.

Midnight, intermittent rainstorm.

Outside the door of the emergency room, Mianmian sat silently on a chair, his face as calm as water. From the twisted bangs, the raindrops condensed and fell on the back of his tight fisted hands, and then slipped and slipped on the equally soaked trousers .

Time passed by, and the red light on the operating room was particularly dazzling in the quiet and dim passage.

Suddenly, the red light turned green.

Standing up abruptly, the doctor who came out of the cart seemed to be choking on his throat when he saw the young man, he closed his eyes heavily, his lips trembled, and the corners of his mouth pursed.

The continuous movement is like a stuck machine, turning the direction little by little.

On the hospital bed was a human body covered from head to toe by a medical sheet.

Mian Mian's face was as pale as a plastered statue.

His hands trembled like fallen leaves, and he stretched out his hand to lift the bedsheets little by little, making Mianmian look like he was nailed in place with a hammer.

"Bai—Xiao—" The whole world was shattered.

A bolt of lightning pierced the night sky and fell suddenly, and a new round of heavy rain began again.

The sound of continuous collapse was drowned under the thunder, and the rain that condensed on the hair was flowing down through the forehead. It was not known whether it was rain or tears. His voice seemed to be rubbed by sand, it was hoarse and unpleasant, and his face was covered by him. Tears flowed from between the trembling fingers.

Some people take it for granted when they are alive.

I didn't know until I left...it was too late.

Him, love him.

Those three short words exhausted all his rationality.

Emotions were split, and blood holes were smashed into the heart, and the dull pain pierced into the heart.

Slowly pressing his face against Bai Xiao's already dead face, his gray face seemed to still have a tinge of life, and the smell of blood rushed into his nose. This smell seemed to tell him that the person in front of him was just seriously injured and unconscious.

Suddenly, Mian Mian started to laugh, the smile was like weeping blood.

Throughout the aisle, there was the collapsed laughter of the young and old, as if they had fallen into a magic barrier.

Not far away, all the guards of the Bai family held back tears with trembling shoulders, and their gods collapsed.

Faith, gone.

Putting his fist into his mouth and biting it hard, the blood, like drops of coral beads, immediately gushed out from the gap between his teeth, and he let out a painful whine, and the tears that collapsed on the embankment were withdrawn. Mo Yang, at this moment, he seemed a little rational, but it was even more heartbreaking.

"Ugh..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

A suppressed mournful sound overflowed from Mianmian's mouth, but his body was shaking, and he finally knelt down beside the hospital bed.

His hands were firmly clasped on the iron frame of the hospital bed.

Clinging tightly, like the last driftwood.

And the person on the bed can no longer respond to Mianmian, and will never open those eyes that always control the whole situation.

Mianmian stood up suddenly, frantically shaking the immobile person on the bed.

"Get up." The voice was calm as if nothing had happened.

"I called you up!"

"Get up!!! Aren't you a god?? Aren't you omnipotent!! Aren't you standing forever!!! How could you die here, Bai Xiao, get up!!! Please... get up... "

"Young master, don't be like this, the Lord God...I definitely don't want you to do this!" Maybe Mian Mian's emotions were too sad, but Bai Yu suddenly pounced on him without knowing where the courage came from, and held the young master back.

In the endless world, there is only the ashen man lying on the hospital bed, and no other voices can be heard.

"Boss!!"

With a pain in the back of his neck, hopeless darkness hit him, and his extremely exhausted body fell straight towards Bai Xiao's cold body.