Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Qin Mu hugged Zhou Chongguang.

And he lay in her arms, opening his eyes with difficulty, and in that **** color, he saw her cry.

"Mu Mu, don't cry." His voice was dumb, "Don't cry."

Qin Mu shook his head desperately, "I don't cry, I don't cry."

She stretched out her hand to wipe the blood from his eyes, but the more and more she wiped, she was terribly afraid, she was afraid his blood would drain.

"Zhou Chongguang, didn't you say I'm sorry? If you feel sorry for me, you are not allowed to die." Her voice was crying: "You are dead, who am I going to settle accounts, Zhou Chongguang, have you heard?"

He looked at her vaguely.

Slowly, he couldn't see and hear, but he knew that the woman crying in front of him was his life's favorite.

His fingers moved lightly, moved slowly, and finally, took her hand.

He couldn't see it anymore, but he still clenched her hand.

Before he fell into a coma, he said intermittently--

If life is used to repay mistakes, is it still useful?

Qin Mu hugged him and pressed his face against his **** face, "Zhou Chongguang, you are not allowed to die. If you die, I really dare to knock the child out, find the ugliest man to marry, and live a lifetime. No, did you hear that?"

He didn't answer her, but lay quietly, blood, slowly dripping from the forehead, quietly.

Qin Mu held him and kept wiping out the blood for him...

On the side, the man in the coach got down and stood there, frozen.

Qin Chen came here personally, and soon, and the ambulance arrived at the same time.

Qin Chen squatted down, pressed his breath, and looked at Qin Mu who was crying like a dead man, "Not dead yet."

He asked the paramedics to carefully carry the person to the ambulance. Because he knew Zhou Chongguang's blood type, he gave the blood directly. Qin Chen then put on gloves and checked Zhou Chongguang's wound.

"Qin Chen." Qin Mu asked nervously from the side.

Qin Chen looked at Zhou Chongguang intently, then squinted his eyes: "There is a possibility of blindness."

He is still in the mood to joke, "Qin Mu, do you mind?"

Qin Mu pursed his lips without making a sound.

"A blood clot is pressing on the nerves, which may cause temporary blindness." Qin Chen's voice was solemn, "The most important thing now is whether his broken body can withstand it."

After all, Zhou Chongguang is a person who needs a liver change.

Qin Mu clenched his lips and said nothing.

She remembered what Zhou Chongguang said: If you use your life to repay your mistakes, what use is it?

She pursed her lips, and whispered, "He won't, he won't die."

Qin Chen smiled: "It's good to have confidence."

The ambulance drove into Shengyuan, people pushed into the operating room, and Qin Chen went to change the surgical gown.

Regardless of her stomach, Qin Mu chased the cart, her hand holding Zhou Chongguang's.

His fingers are slightly cold, not as warm as before.

And he also lost a lot of weight.

As he moved into the operating room, Qin Mu said lowly: "Zhou Chongguang, you have to come back alive, no matter what happened before, I can forgive..."

He lay quietly, there was no response, only his fingers moved slightly.

"Zhou Chongguang, did you hear that, did you feel it, did you?" Qin Mu burst into tears...

Qin Chen came soon, and he patted his sister on the shoulder: ‘Qin Mu, be strong. He is for you, for the child...just for Zhou Chongguang, you can't let yourself have trouble, understand? ’