Scumbag ex, your white moonlight is staring at me

Facing Shen Wei's anxiety, Tong Yang seemed to be very calm, but his whole heart was surging.

He took a deep breath, turned to Shen Wei and said, "Wait for me a moment."

He hurried out the door and called Yao Shaoqing.

"Sister Shaoqing, has the result come out?"

"Come out, samples AB and C are a family of three, sample D—"

"What about the E sample?"

"E sample? There are only four samples."

"I sent five copies."

"But two of them are the same. I thought you accidentally put an extra copy."

"Uh..." Tong Yang took a deep breath, "I know Sister Shaoqing, thank you."

After speaking, he hung up the phone, turned around and went back to the ward.

Shen Wei was still sitting there anxiously, seeing Tong Yang coming back, she hurriedly said: "What I said is true, you can save him."

"Let's go..." Tong Yang said, "Go draw blood...I'll talk about the rest later."

……

The lights in the operating room were still on.

Tong Yang sat on the table, and the nurse brought the needle.

The sharp needle pierced the skin, and dark red blood flowed out.

Tong Yang said: "Smoking more, you can use as much as you want."

The nurse looked at Tong Yang worriedly: "You are so skinny, 400ml at a time is already a lot."

Tong Yang said: "I can do it, you can smoke more."

If you smoke more, you can give him more...

He quietly watched the blood leave his body, his heart was devastated.

……

Wang Tong stood restlessly outside the operating room. He looked at the door of the operating room and at the place Tong Yang left from time to time, feeling very anxious.

After a while, Tong Yang came back, Wang Tong hurriedly stood up, and soon realized something was wrong.

"Why do you look so bad?"

He was obviously normal just now, but now his whole face is so pale that there is no blood at all.

Before the words fell, Tong Yang's body softened, as if he was about to fall, and Wang Tong held Tong Yang up.

Tong Yang felt dizzy as hell, and there was a loud humming sound outside his ears.

"Don't, don't touch me, let me rest..." Tong Yang said softly.

Wang Tong let go of her hand and looked at Tong Yang worriedly.

Tong Yang sat quietly on the chair. Under the light, his originally fair face glowed with a cold white light, and his exquisite facial features almost revealed light. He sat there motionless, like a fake ceramic doll.

Wang Tong asked softly, "Yangyang, what's wrong with you?"

Tong Yang raised his head for a while, looked at Wang Tong, and smiled on his pale face: "It's okay."

There was a lot of blood drawn, Tong Yang only felt dizzy, but he didn't want to leave the door of the operating room.

"Wang Tong, let me lean on your back, okay?" He asked softly.

Those black, bright and clear eyes now seem to have lost their former light and become lifeless.

Wang Tong didn't know what to say, so she sat next to Tong Yang with her back to him.

Tong Yang leaned gently on Wang Tong's back: "If Yu Zetong comes out, wake me up right away..."

In the next second, he was plunged into darkness.

After a while, he felt that someone was shaking him crazily. There was a loud tinnitus in Tong Yang's ears all the time. It took him a long time to recover, and he saw Wang Tong's excited face: "Brother Yu came out, he came out Already!"

Tong Yang was startled, he struggled to stand up, but his legs were weak, and he was about to fall to the ground, Wang Tong grabbed him.

Seeing Tong Yang's weak appearance, Wang Tong was slightly taken aback, and put his other hand on his chest.

My heart hurts a little.

I feel sorry for the boy in front of me.

"You look so pale." Wang Tong said, helping him to Yu Zetong.

Yu Zetong lay there quietly, the anesthesia had not passed, and he was still in a coma.

Tong Yang just stared at his face, tried to speak a few times, but couldn't make any sound.

Wang Tong asked eagerly, "Doctor, how is he?"

The doctor's voice was a little tired: "It is out of danger, fortunately, the head is protected, and there are no fatal injuries on the body, but the follow-up recovery needs to be observed.

Also, he has multiple fractures and cracked ribs. Although he is fixed well, he still needs to rest for a while. "【The second rice dumpling】

Wang Tong breathed a sigh of relief and murmured, "That's great, that's great."

Before he could speak, he heard a bang behind him, and Tong Yang fainted.

The doctors who had just rescued Yu Zetong had no choice but to rescue Tong Yang, but Tong Yang's hand was tightly grasping Yu Zetong's hand, and no one could break it.

"What, what should I do?" The nurse was sweating anxiously.

Wang Tong thought for a long time, then leaned into Tong Yang's ear and whispered: "Yang Yang, brother Yu is fine, now we have to push him to rest, can you let go?"

I don't know if Tong Yang really heard it, or it was just a coincidence.

His hand really let go slowly, and then slid softly to the ground.

The doctors and nurses hurriedly helped Tong Yang onto the bed and pushed him away. Wang Tong followed Yu Zetong back to the ward, but he always felt restless.

Something is wrong with Tong Yang.

Is something wrong?

His feeling, as if his soul had been sucked out of him, made people feel distressed.

As time passed, Wang Tong couldn't sit still anymore, so she stood up and wanted to find a nurse to help take care of Yu Zetong, and went to find Tong Yang by herself, but just as she stood up, the door was pushed open.

Tong Yang was sitting in a wheelchair, leaning softly on the back of the chair, and was pushed in by the nurse.

Wang Tong was dumbfounded: "What's the situation with you? Why is it still disabled?"

Tong Yang said wearily: "I can't walk anymore, so I can only push me over."

Fortunately, they specially reserved this ward with two beds. Wang Tong and the nurse helped Tong Yang onto the bed, and then sat between the two beds to guard the two old, weak, sick and disabled.

Wang Tong, who has always been heartless, now has a feeling that his parents are going to the hospital together, and his brother can't count on him.

Wang Tong looked to the left to see Yu Zetong who was unconscious, and to the right was Tong Yang, who was awake but might as well have passed out. He was in a bad state.

"Wuuuuuu, you two get better quickly—" Wang Tong trembled.

"Don't be afraid, I'm fine." Tong Yang said quietly, "I'm fine."

Wang Tong said: "Tong Yang, I won't be angry with you anymore... You should get well soon, I feel uncomfortable seeing you like this."

Tong Yang said: "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired."

"Then go to sleep, everything will be fine when you wake up." Wang Tong said while covering Tong Yang with a quilt, and gently patted Tong Yang's head.

"Go to sleep, I will watch over you."

Tong Yang looked at Yu Zetong, hesitant to speak.

"Brother Yu is fine, really, everything will be fine when he wakes up." Wang Tong comforted him hastily.

Tong Yang closed his eyes tiredly.

……

In the middle of the night, Yu Zetong finally woke up. He turned his head with difficulty and found Wang Tong sleeping beside the bed.

What about Tong Yang?

He was startled, and wanted to sit up, but the sharp pain in his chest pulled the wound, and he couldn't help but groaned.

Wang Tong was startled awake, looked up in a daze, and saw Yu Zetong's pale face.

Wang Tong: "Brother Yu, you're awake!"

Yu Zetong kept silent with a cold face, and tried to sit up, but Wang Tong held him down: "Don't move around, Tong Yang is asleep on that bed!"

Yu Zetong was shocked all over, and looked in the direction Wang Tong pointed, and saw Tong Yang curled up into a small ball, sleeping soundly under the quilt.

Wang Tong hurriedly said: "I'm not lying to you, he's fine, just a little weak, and his hand hurt a little."

Yu Zetong's tense body softened a little, but his eyes were still fixed on Tong Yang.

"Tongtong, help me up, I'm going to him."