The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

"Director Zheng, I'm ready."

The doctor clenched the defibrillator in his hand, confirmed that the charging was correct, and walked to Mu Wanqing's side.

"Come."

Zheng Bo didn't stop his CPR movement, he turned his head and looked at the doctor, nodding firmly.

The doctor took a deep breath, and everyone in and outside the ward seemed to be praying for Mu Wanqing, a strong girl.

Everyone closed their eyes as if they had a clear heart.

"Clear!" the doctor reminded.

He pressed the defibrillator in front of Mu Wanqing, and the girl's body bounced slightly with the electric shock.

Then there was silence for several seconds.

No one opened his eyes or looked back to see if the ECG and blood pressure had returned to normal.

Everyone knows that if the defibrillation still fails, then the last thing they can do...

Is to issue a death notice to the family.

"Beep...beep...beep..."

But just as everyone held their breath, the sound of the monitor rang suddenly, a steady and clear indication sound.

Zheng Bo opened his eyes first.

Mu Wanqing's ECG gradually returned to normal, and her blood pressure gradually began to rise.

Zheng Bo took a deep breath, and felt his whole person burning up. He announced, "The defibrillation is successful and the heart rate is restored!"

Hearing this, all the medical staff were relieved.

But Ye Yuchen's heart was still tightly grasped, and he returned to the bedside, holding Mu Wanqing's hand tightly.

He bowed his head and buried his head beside the girl, "Qinqin, did you hear what I said, right?"

Mu Wanqing did not give any response.

Ye Yuchen rarely seemed to be acting like a baby, and gently rubbed the quilt twice, "It's good to be back."

As long as she hasn't left him... it's fine.

Gong Lichuan heard the news of the recovery of his heart rate, and immediately rushed to the ward, looking at the peaceful appearance of the years, feeling a little sour.

He's so scared...

I'm really afraid that soon after the heart rate recovers, I will face countless rescues and countless critical illness notices.

"Master Emperor, I must tell you the truth about Miss Yimu's current situation, and I hope you can all be psychologically prepared."

Zheng Bo moved his wrist and looked at Ye Yuchen solemnly, "Even if this defibrillation is successful, we can't guarantee that Miss Mu will wake up...or maybe..."

Or maybe, I can't wake up again.

Mu Wanqing might pass away in her sleep, and she might start fighting again, or she might leave quietly.

Hearing this, Ye Yuchen slowly raised his head.

There are large red blood streaks in his eyes, and his eyes are still extremely red, apparently not hiding his emotions.

"What do you mean?" His throat tightened.

Ye Yuchen could probably guess what Zheng Bo meant, but he didn't want to guess, let alone accept this reality.

"Maybe three days, maybe a week..."

Zheng Bo knew it was cruel, but as a doctor, he still had to explain the situation to them clearly.

Hearing this, Ye Yuchen froze suddenly.

He thought about the result, but didn't expect it would come so soon!

"So short?" Gong Lichuan dazzled, he looked at Zheng Bo incredulously, "What is the most optimistic situation?"

Zheng Bo thought for a long time.

He gave the answer cruelly after all, "A week."

Ye Yuchen and Gong Lichuan froze, deep in their eyes, undercurrents surged, revealing endless despair and sadness.

Zheng Bo just added, "But it's difficult."

It would be very difficult for Mu Wanqing to hold on for another week.