Spoiled! The yandere boss and his soft doll

In the rescue room, the white

floor is wiped spotlessly, and at the same time, it forms a pure white space with the white wall.

Now there is a suffocating atmosphere here, and a huge ventilator stands in the center of the room, constantly monitoring Joao's breathing status.

The surgeon stood on the edge of the bed, leaning over the bright light to concentrate on the knife in his hand.

Joao's abdomen was cut open under the doctor's knife, blood splashed on the compress like a fountain, and the nurse and the surgeon on the operating table cooperated very tacitly, and they could communicate with each other with just their eyes.

"Great!" thanks

to the efforts of the crowd, they took turns to observe the wound and the incision, as well as the appearance of the steel pipe in Joao's body on the film, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

It is true that the steel pipe was inserted very deeply, but perhaps as fate would have it, João's organs were not seriously damaged, and the fatal parts were avoided.

Although there is no worst situation, it is a steel pipe through the abdomen, and if you don't recuperate in bed for more than half a year, you may not be able to go to the ground.

The abdomen can give them a sigh of relief, but also his left hand, and shoulder.

The left hand and leg were both squeezed and rubbed with great force and misaligned, but the bone of the hand was damaged, and even after this operation, the hand may not be as strong as usual.

The leg did not hurt the most critical bones and hamstrings.

The shoulder is caused by a huge impact, and the eye is a minor problem, but the blood stasis in the brain has blocked the key nerve parts, but it also takes time to recuperate.

It hurts.

Didn't he faint?

Why was it still so painful, and he could still feel the cold knife cutting through his body.

"Poof!" suddenly came out of his mouth with a stream of blood foam, down the corners of his mouth, staining the cushion beneath him, and from the very beginning, the air was filled with a lingering smell of blood, which even their doctor with double masks could smell.

The aura of death enveloped João and made him feel a deep sense of despair.

It hurts, I hurt so much.

Manman, kiss me.

I'm in so much pain......

Finally.

After a few hours, the medical staff's clothes were soaked with sweat, and large drops of sweat slid down their faces.

In the tray next to it, a two-meter steel pipe stained with Joao's blood and flesh lay straight.

It's terrifying, terrifying.

"Whew!" the breath was finally exhaled.

"If the patient has successfully undergone surgery, he will be moved to the intensive care unit, and he must pay attention to constant care and data supervision, and report any abnormalities immediately.

"Yes!"

At this time, Christman, who had been unconscious next door, finally relaxed her brow, her expression was no longer painful, and her limbs relaxed.

The sleeping position and the stable sleeping face are as calm as a person who has just fallen asleep, and it looks like a person who has just been in a car accident.

The first to be sent out was Ji Yuan, who was the least injured of the three, and was already under strict care.

Then it was Gu Wen, but as expected, his right hand and arm could not recover as usual, and the steel pipe pierced his active nerve.

Maybe in the future, he will feel that his arm is weak all year round, and he will not feel the existence of his arm from time to time, but the final conclusion will have to wait for Gu Wen's recovery again and again after waking up before he can draw conclusions.

In other parts, the bleeding in the head has been stopped in time, the ankles twisted by the impact have been unhindered, and the small fragments that have pierced the thighs and abdomen from the impact of the iron plate have also been pinched out one by one.

Finally, Joao.

From the accident to the present, the operation is completed, and it is approaching evening.

Mo Junqi finally couldn't stand anymore.

He pinched his eyebrows tiredly against the wall, the son he cared about the most was rescued, and his wife was waiting for him upstairs, although the rest of the people were a little regretful, but they were all right.

"It's all going to have to be good. ————

time passed, day after day, but Joao showed no sign of waking up.

His consciousness seemed to be left somewhere ......

It's so heavy.

Joao felt like someone was pulling him down by the ankles below, not allowing him to escape.

In this way, he struggled at the beginning, to numbness, to his eyes were scattered, and finally he was like a doll who had lost his soul.

It kept landing, and he didn't know how long it had been, because there was no sunlight here, and it was very dark.

"Boom!"

João landed.

The first scene that caught his eye was that he saw himself lying on the bed, sleeping extremely unsteadily.

He just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but Joao found that something was wrong, why could he see himself from another angle?

On the bed, he closed his eyes, and kept tossing and turning without sleep, he felt that his body on the bed was extremely tired, and his limbs could not be lifted at all, and his eyelids were obviously heavy, but his mind was extremely clear.

Suddenly, an extremely familiar voice came from his ear, "Young Master, it's time to get up." "

It's Lowan.

As she passed by her, it was as if she couldn't see him, so she walked straight to the curtain and pressed the switch to pull it open, letting the morning sun fall on Joao's face on the bed.

He woke up.

At this moment, he felt that his whole body was being torn apart, and even his soul was being ravaged, and the next second he entered Joao's body on the bed.

"Hmm. "Joao woke up.

There were no more João in the room, and the João who was similar to the soul state just now merged with the João on the bed.

"Today you need to go to Mr. Ji's for an afternoon of treatment, and then there is a banquet in the evening that you must attend.

"Your condition has become serious again in the past few years, please control your emotions well.

Luo Wan half-bent down and said respectfully to Joao, who was leaning on the bed.

But Joao was clearly not listening.

He leaned there, his languid black eyes squinted by the sun, like a cat with only attack power but tiredness, making people want to get closer, but timid.

He

sobered up a bit.

It's true that I need treatment now, but it's not like I'm going to Ji Yuan for treatment.

Didn't Lowan know what had happened to him

, but Joao was now not feeling any physical discomfort except that his mind was confused and tired, so he raised his left hand in confusion and tentatively opened and shook it.

It doesn't hurt.

Joao tried again.

It still doesn't hurt.

And what about his belly, his shoulders, his eyes,

all good, all good.

There was no scar in his stomach, not a single bloody hole, no pain at all, and it was as smooth as before.

Luo Wan was a little puzzled when he saw that he hadn't given any instructions for a while, but when he raised his eyelids a little, he saw Joao nervously touching all parts of his body, "Young Master

?" "Luo Bang!" Joao was a little panicked, he was very panicked now, his heart was beating faster and faster, and he felt like it was going to jump out in the next second when he put his hand on his heart, "Am I not hurt?!"

"What

?" "Didn't I have an accident?" It's not just me, Gu Wen and Ji Yuan, what about them?" Joao stared wide-eyed and got barefoot on the ground.

"Mr. Gu is by Mr. Mo's side now, and Mr. Ji is waiting for you in the hospital. Luo Wan's face turned pale, and she closed her eyes to hide the sadness and sympathy in her eyes.

She just thought that Joao's mental condition was getting worse and worse, so bad that he had lost his memory.

"Impossible, impossible. João shook his head and muttered to himself.

He didn't think so, but when he thought back to the memories in his head, the memories told him that nothing had happened to him lately, and that he had been nursing his illness in the house.

"Impossible!" Joao grabbed a handful of his hair, he felt as if there was another person he didn't ask, and that person was important, "Gram, Kerry, ah!"

There seemed to be a force that made Joao's tongue and vocal cords unable to call the name at all.

No matter how many times he tries, the result is the same, "Klee, Silk ......"

Why doesn't he have this person in his memory, and he doesn't have the appearance of this person, but he cares about this person the most?