The central hospital was silent outside the operating room.

After Jiang Xiaoyin came back from drawing blood, he waited at the door of the operating room with several others. He paced back and forth anxiously, and from time to time he raised his eyes to look at the red light on.

Until the operating room door was finally pushed open again!

"Doctor!" Bo Yucheng suddenly raised his bloody red eyes.

He immediately rushed over with a meteor, his eyes flashing with a thin and faint light, "How is Lanlan?"

"The life has been saved for the time being, but it has not been completely out of danger of life. It is not clear when the patient will wake up. All changes may occur before she wakes up."

The doctor reported the situation truthfully, "The patient has been transferred to the ward. She needs the most encouragement from her family at this time. You can go see her and talk to her more, but remember not to be too noisy and never affect her rest."

"Okay." Bo Yucheng's Adam's apple rolled down gently.

He immediately rushed towards the direction of the ward with a meteor, and Wen Le and Xiao Qianche also followed him.

Jiang Xiaoyin raised his eyes and looked at the doctor, "Is the situation serious?"

"Doctor Jinglan is very lucky. The dagger did not hurt her heart and arteries, and also received timely treatment. But it can only be said that she is lucky than other assassinated people. As for whether she can wake up...it depends on herself."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaoyin's eyes became slightly darker.

He gently stroked his fingertips, "What you mean is that Lan'er is not in danger of life for the time being, but... it is also possible that she will never wake up? She will always be lying on the hospital bed?"

"Not all." The doctor pursed his lips. "She wouldn't be a vegetative situation. If she couldn't wake up, there was only one possibility... that is, her heart pace was too weak to support her life."

That is... you may die at any time during a coma.

Jiang Xiaoyin's pupils suddenly shrank, he clenched his fists tightly and said hoarsely, "I understand, thank you doctor."

...

The ward was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant.

The cold wind in winter penetrated through the glass window, and a few strands slipped into the ward, gently blew the snow-white curtains beside the bed, and even the bedding and the surrounding walls were desolate white.

Shi Qinglan lay quietly on the hospital bed...

The girl's face was still very bad. Her originally bright red lips were now blood-colored, and her charming and charming face also weakened a little, exuding a feeling of tenderness that made people feel so distressing that they suffocate.

She closed her eyes, but her eyelashes were still slender and curly.

It seemed that the whole world had nothing to do with her. She was wearing a ventilator and even her breathing sound was extremely unheard.

"Lan Lan..." Bo Yucheng held her hand tightly.

The girl's hands were very cold, which made him unable to help but use his strength slowly, wishing to pass all the temperature to her.

Looking at the lifeless girl lying on the hospital bed, Bo Yucheng's eyes were slightly red, "Can you wake up, okay?"

The man's voice was low, and there was a bit hoarseness in his voice, which sounded a little aggrieved.

He held the girl's little hand with one big hand, and gently stroked the broken hair on her forehead with the other hand, and held the strands of hair that slightly covered her eyebrows and eyes behind her ears, with his movements being gentle and gentle.

Xiao Qianche stood beside him, looking down at the girl.

He pursed his lips tightly without making a sound. After a moment, he turned his head slightly away from his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to see her like this...

"Lan Lan." Bo Yucheng gently held her face.

The ventilator covered her lips and nose, and he gently traced the girl's eyebrows and eyes with his fingertips, touched it down carefully along the outline, and then he reluctantly stroked her skin.

His lips lightly opened and his voice was hoarse, "You promised me that after I returned from Szhou, I would propose to you with a diamond ring. You would promise me and then get my marriage certificate with me."

"You can't lie to me." His voice slightly changed.

Bo Yucheng looked down at Shi Qinglan's hand. The girl's jade fingers were fair and slender, her nails were shiny, and she had a faint pink color.

He gently stroked her ring finger with his fingertips, "I have ordered someone to make a diamond ring. I have found someone to design it according to your favorite style. It will be delivered to Qinglan Water Pavilion in a few days."

"But you don't wake up, stand in front of me in a beautiful dress, how do you want me to propose to you, huh?"

Bo Yucheng's eyes couldn't help but turn red.

But no matter what he said, the girl in the coma did not react, causing his heart to tightly pull.

He leaned over slightly, leaned his head and gently laid on the girl's hand, not daring to exert force, just wanted to feel her warmth closer, "Don't you like chocolate the most? I've thought about it all, we use chocolate to make the cakes at the wedding look like Qinglan Water Pavilion."

"We go and invite the chef from the Yuge Pavilion in Qionglou and let your little apprentice move the Chinese state banquet you invented to the wedding."

"But you wake up first, okay, huh?" He rubbed his ear gently against the girl's hand.

I hope there will be some reaction at this moment...

Even if it's just to let her fingertips move gently.

But Shi Qinglan was like a sleeping beauty, lying quietly and peacefully on the white hospital bed, only the heart rhythm monitor beside her, and the gentle beeping sound proved that she was alive.

"How is the young lady?" Wen Mocha came back after finishing his work.

Seeing that Bo Yucheng was in a bad mood, he didn't dare to ask more questions directly, so he pulled Wen Le to the side and asked in a low voice.

Wen Le shook his head gently, "Not very good. The doctor said he wasn't sure if she could wake up, if she really couldn't wake up..."

Wen Mo frowned tightly and pursed his lower lip.

He suddenly said, "Have you contacted the Medical Research Institute?"

"Medical Research Institute?" Wen Le suddenly opened his eyes wide, and he patted his head with a sudden realization, "Yes! We are all so anxious that we forget the most important medical research institute!"

The light in Wenle's eyes suddenly lit up.

He immediately spoke, "Master Bo, why don't we contact the Medical Research Institute? After all, the level of the central hospital is limited, so President Jiang and the others will definitely have a way to save the young lady!"

Upon hearing this, Bo Yucheng suddenly raised his eyes.

A light suddenly lit up in his deadly ink pupils, with a vague expression, "Yes... Medical Research Institute!"

He was full of concern for Shi Qinglan's life and life, which made him almost lose the ability to think and even forgot about the Medical Research Institute!

Thinking of this, he immediately reached out to touch his phone, "I'll find a way to contact them now! The Medical Research Institute must have a way to save Lanlan, and they can't have no choice..."

Because he was too nervous and excited, the phone almost slid out of his hand, and the usually calm man was in a hurry.

He doesn’t have Jiang Boning’s contact information, but I believe Jingshi Pavilion will definitely find them!!
Chapter completed!