Sven scum routine again

"Fool, stop talking," Cheng Ci held his hand, saw the ambulance stop in front of him, and carefully carried Jiang Li up.

Shen Changze brought all the personal doctors directly, Cheng Ci watched Jiang Li rescue him, but refused to let go of his hand, his hoarse voice was filled with helpless pleading, "Xiao Li, hold on, don't leave me, don't leave me,"

"I'm sorry," Shen Changze put his hand on his son's shoulder. It was his fault. He admitted that he was a gambler, and he never thought it would turn out like this. He underestimated Lei Cheng's viciousness.

Chengci was heartbroken watching the doctor take out the bullet from Jiang Li's body, "The bullet is very close to the heart, the bleeding is heavy, and life may be in danger at any time,"

The car drove very fast, and was sent directly to the hospital's operating room for blood transfusion. Jiang Li felt his body was light and weak, and Cheng Ci's voice kept ringing in his ears. He wanted to struggle desperately, but there was no response. He really didn't want to die. , don't want to die...

"I'm sorry, we tried our best," Shen Chengci exploded instantly when he heard this sentence, grabbed the doctor's collar with one hand, and asked frantically, "Impossible, impossible, I don't believe it, I'm going to see him,"

Shen Chengci rushed into the operating room, stared blankly at the instrument that had no heartbeat response, and threw himself on Jiang Li with a pale face, lifeless, and held him in his arms with trembling hands, "Xiao Li, Xiaoli, open your eyes and look at me, don't leave me alone, don't go, okay?"

If there is a god, will he hear his prayers?

Hearing his painful voice, Jiang Li wanted to reach out and hug him, but he couldn't do anything.

For seven whole days, Chengci hugged Jiang Li's corpse remorsefully and refused to let go, staring at the person in his arms motionless with bloodshot eyes, the helpless despair of watching the person he loves get colder, devouring his heart every nerve.

Such a strong and pitiful Jiang Li, who he vowed to protect for the rest of his life, died in his arms.

"Cheng Ci," Shen Changze called out.

"Dad, he did it to save me, to save me, to save me," Cheng Ci broke down to tears, he had no strength to say anything, he could only humbly pray to the gods, can he return his Xiaoli to him .

"I know, I'm sorry," Shen Changze looked at his son's half-dead state, but he couldn't say anything to comfort him. He shouldn't let Jiang leave, but it's too late to regret it. He has already comforted Jiang Li's mother, and of course he will take care of her. Throughout their lives, their Shen family has never been ungrateful.

"Cheng Ci, let Jiang Li rest in peace, okay," Shen Changze said anyway, "If you hold him, his body will break down, and he doesn't want to see you sad."

A person cannot be brought back to life after death, but for the living, it will also be a punishment. If he leaves in such a tragic way, he is afraid that Chengci will go crazy because of it.

"No, don't," Cheng Ci stubbornly did not let go, Xiao Li is afraid of the cold, he is afraid of being alone, he always likes to lean in his arms, "Why are your hands so cold?"

"Shen Chengci, sober up,"

"Go out and don't bother us,"

"Host," Cha Jiu's voice sounded slowly, "Can I still live?" Jiang Li asked weakly, looking at the picture in front of him.

"I can't, there is only one life in the system mission world, whether it succeeds or fails, there is no way to change it." Cha Jiu comforted softly.