Chapter 687
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The ECG is in a straight line.
The machine makes a steady and long sound.
At that moment, Bo Ye's ear seemed to be struck by a thunder, and then there was a noisy buzz. His eyes were red and his lips were trembling, but he couldn't make any sound.
Language has lost the function of expressing emotions.
There was a cry of despair in her body. Bo Ye staggered for a moment and was held by the medical staff. Then she watched Tang Shi be carried down by those people and sent to the emergency room. Bo Ye could hardly stand still. Next second, she covered her mouth and coughed up two mouthfuls of blood.
The medical staff was startled and thought that Bo Ye was desperate. He immediately helped him to the rescue room. Bo Ye hoarsely said, "save Tang Poetry - save Tang poetry!"
"When the patient arrived, there was no heartbeat. Immediately prepare for cardiopulmonary resuscitation and electric defibrillation. The operating room needs five nurses, and the family members of the trauma patients also need to have a physical examination immediately."
Several doctors in the corridor quickly prepare for the procedures. Bo Ye stands at the door of the operating room, watching Tang Shi's heart return to zero and being pushed forward. He only thinks that the sky is going to fall.
He almost fainted in the dark, and then he stifled it. No, now he can't have an accident. If there is something wrong with Tang poetry, he has to support it for Tang Wei
At this moment, he is just an ordinary person, a tiny, drop in the ocean in front of life and death.
When Bo Ye was outside, he dialed Bai Yue. Later, Jiang Ling and Bai Yue came to see Bo Ye and were startled, "you're going to die!"
What Bo Ye can't hear most now is the word "death". Jiang Lin immediately changed his voice, "go and check your body quickly. Are you crazy?"
Bai Yue drags Bo Ye to stand up. Bo Ye still has his own cough blood in his palm. He grabs Bai Yue and says, "Tang poetry Tang poetry, she just... "
"Don't worry, I heard the situation on the way here. The hospital will give her cardiac resuscitation in time."
Bai Yue pressed Bo Ye's shoulder and found that this man, who had always been powerful, was shaking so much that he was afraid of a Tang poem accident.
Bai Yue couldn't bear it and frowned, "why don't you check with me and let Jiang Ling guard here and promise to return Tang poetry to you?"
Bo ye murmured, "do you promise? Can you promise - I'll... "
"Can I promise you?" Bai Yue also trembled with his voice, "Tang poetry can't have an accident. You have to believe this. You still have a lot of things to do with Tang poetry, don't you? Tang poetry certainly hasn't completely dispelled her hatred for you. She won't leave. How can I make a clear account with you? If you think about the good, don't worry... "
Bai Yue's unscrupulous consolation really played a little role. Bo Ye nodded and looked flustered. "Yes, I haven't treated her well. She must be angry with me and can't swallow this tone..."
"It's right to think that Tang poetry should be handed over to Jiang Lin. you can go back with me to review it." Bai Yue dragged on a thin night, "ajiang, can you bring back Tang poetry?"
Jiang Ling Leng Leng, on the white more that pair with oppressive eyes, clenched his fist, "I will let her wake up well."
Bo Ye followed Bai Yue to stagger. Later he got into the car. He stroked his throat and coughed several mouthfuls of blood.
Bai Yue takes Bo Ye to his base and asks him to lie down. He is preparing the measurement of anesthetics. Bo Ye stares at Bai Yue's face. He is also wearing bright red clothes during the operation, and his flamboyant eyebrows are complicated at this moment.
Bo Ye said, "I want to live."
Bai Yue was stunned.
This is the first time that Bo Ye has such a clear desire for survival.
Earlier in Australia, Bai Yue joked and said to Bo Ye, "your life will be lost anytime and anywhere. What if you die?"
At that time, Bo Ye didn't care at all. A frivolous smile on the monster's face melted in his eyes all over the world. "If I die, I'll die. I don't care about anyone. Anyway, I live a natural and unrestrained life."
But now, Bo Ye says to Bai Yue, "I want to live."
He had the drive to live as hard as he could.
He wants to go. There is a future for Tang poetry.
So now he has changed his mind. He is no longer an unrestrained person, and he has no regrets even if he is afraid of death. He wants to live hard. No matter how bad the kidney is, he can't leave Tang Shi alone in this world.
White more to thin night firm eyes, suddenly smile, "good."
Live on, Bo Ye. There are endless possibilities in the future.
Anesthetics are sent into the body, and every cell is gradually silenced and sleeps from mania. Later, when Bo Ye closes his eyes, the last scene in his mind before the dark comes is the face of Tang poetry.
If we can all survive Bo Ye said to himself, tell Tang Shi that I love you.
******
thin night opens its eyes again on a sunny afternoon.Do or think the same without prior consulation2 as like as two peas in the first place, the light is still refracting when the light is projected into the lens.
Bo Ye looked at the needle on his left hand, and then went to see his two good friends. He spoke hoarsely, "where's Tang poetry?"
Jiang Ling said to Bai Yue, "what did I say?"
Bai Yue sighed and took out his wallet from his pocket. He grabbed a hundred yuan and slapped it in Jiang Ling's hand. "You win."
There are three question marks on thin night's forehead.
Bai Yue said, "I bet Jiang Ling on what you say when you wake up."
Thin night some speechless, "how do you block?"
"I think the first thing you say when you wake up is," where am I? " Bai Yue shrugged his shoulders. "Jiang Ling said that when you open your eyes, the first sentence must be to ask where Tang poetry is."
Thin night pulled to pull the corner of the mouth, he feels the waist is particularly empty, "I feel my kidney is shivering..."
Bai Yuele said, "you may have to be careful when you have sex in the future."
"Don't mention it I haven't lived for hundreds of years... "
Jiang Ling chuckled, clapped her thighs and laughed, "you have today, too! At the beginning, he took different women home every day to express his anger at Tang poetry, but now he's a widow. "
"Bah." Thin night scolds a way, "what keep alive few, Tang poem didn't die again."
At that time, a phone call came.
Jiang Ling added, "guess who? That's a hundred bucks
Bai Yue immediately said, "Tang poetry!"
"No -" Jiang Ling expressed regret and handed Bo Ye her mobile phone, "your son."
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The ECG is in a straight line.
The machine makes a steady and long sound.
At that moment, Bo Ye's ear seemed to be struck by a thunder, and then there was a noisy buzz. His eyes were red and his lips were trembling, but he couldn't make any sound.
Language has lost the function of expressing emotions.
There was a cry of despair in her body. Bo Ye staggered for a moment and was held by the medical staff. Then she watched Tang Shi be carried down by those people and sent to the emergency room. Bo Ye could hardly stand still. Next second, she covered her mouth and coughed up two mouthfuls of blood.
The medical staff was startled and thought that Bo Ye was desperate. He immediately helped him to the rescue room. Bo Ye hoarsely said, "save Tang Poetry - save Tang poetry!"
"When the patient arrived, there was no heartbeat. Immediately prepare for cardiopulmonary resuscitation and electric defibrillation. The operating room needs five nurses, and the family members of the trauma patients also need to have a physical examination immediately."
Several doctors in the corridor quickly prepare for the procedures. Bo Ye stands at the door of the operating room, watching Tang Shi's heart return to zero and being pushed forward. He only thinks that the sky is going to fall.
He almost fainted in the dark, and then he stifled it. No, now he can't have an accident. If there is something wrong with Tang poetry, he has to support it for Tang Wei
At this moment, he is just an ordinary person, a tiny, drop in the ocean in front of life and death.
When Bo Ye was outside, he dialed Bai Yue. Later, Jiang Ling and Bai Yue came to see Bo Ye and were startled, "you're going to die!"
What Bo Ye can't hear most now is the word "death". Jiang Lin immediately changed his voice, "go and check your body quickly. Are you crazy?"
Bai Yue drags Bo Ye to stand up. Bo Ye still has his own cough blood in his palm. He grabs Bai Yue and says, "Tang poetry Tang poetry, she just... "
"Don't worry, I heard the situation on the way here. The hospital will give her cardiac resuscitation in time."
Bai Yue pressed Bo Ye's shoulder and found that this man, who had always been powerful, was shaking so much that he was afraid of a Tang poem accident.
Bai Yue couldn't bear it and frowned, "why don't you check with me and let Jiang Ling guard here and promise to return Tang poetry to you?"
Bo ye murmured, "do you promise? Can you promise - I'll... "
"Can I promise you?" Bai Yue also trembled with his voice, "Tang poetry can't have an accident. You have to believe this. You still have a lot of things to do with Tang poetry, don't you? Tang poetry certainly hasn't completely dispelled her hatred for you. She won't leave. How can I make a clear account with you? If you think about the good, don't worry... "
Bai Yue's unscrupulous consolation really played a little role. Bo Ye nodded and looked flustered. "Yes, I haven't treated her well. She must be angry with me and can't swallow this tone..."
"It's right to think that Tang poetry should be handed over to Jiang Lin. you can go back with me to review it." Bai Yue dragged on a thin night, "ajiang, can you bring back Tang poetry?"
Jiang Ling Leng Leng, on the white more that pair with oppressive eyes, clenched his fist, "I will let her wake up well."
Bo Ye followed Bai Yue to stagger. Later he got into the car. He stroked his throat and coughed several mouthfuls of blood.
Bai Yue takes Bo Ye to his base and asks him to lie down. He is preparing the measurement of anesthetics. Bo Ye stares at Bai Yue's face. He is also wearing bright red clothes during the operation, and his flamboyant eyebrows are complicated at this moment.
Bo Ye said, "I want to live."
Bai Yue was stunned.
This is the first time that Bo Ye has such a clear desire for survival.
Earlier in Australia, Bai Yue joked and said to Bo Ye, "your life will be lost anytime and anywhere. What if you die?"
At that time, Bo Ye didn't care at all. A frivolous smile on the monster's face melted in his eyes all over the world. "If I die, I'll die. I don't care about anyone. Anyway, I live a natural and unrestrained life."
But now, Bo Ye says to Bai Yue, "I want to live."
He had the drive to live as hard as he could.
He wants to go. There is a future for Tang poetry.
So now he has changed his mind. He is no longer an unrestrained person, and he has no regrets even if he is afraid of death. He wants to live hard. No matter how bad the kidney is, he can't leave Tang Shi alone in this world.
White more to thin night firm eyes, suddenly smile, "good."
Live on, Bo Ye. There are endless possibilities in the future.
Anesthetics are sent into the body, and every cell is gradually silenced and sleeps from mania. Later, when Bo Ye closes his eyes, the last scene in his mind before the dark comes is the face of Tang poetry.
If we can all survive Bo Ye said to himself, tell Tang Shi that I love you.
******
thin night opens its eyes again on a sunny afternoon.Do or think the same without prior consulation2 as like as two peas in the first place, the light is still refracting when the light is projected into the lens.
Bo Ye looked at the needle on his left hand, and then went to see his two good friends. He spoke hoarsely, "where's Tang poetry?"
Jiang Ling said to Bai Yue, "what did I say?"
Bai Yue sighed and took out his wallet from his pocket. He grabbed a hundred yuan and slapped it in Jiang Ling's hand. "You win."
There are three question marks on thin night's forehead.
Bai Yue said, "I bet Jiang Ling on what you say when you wake up."
Thin night some speechless, "how do you block?"
"I think the first thing you say when you wake up is," where am I? " Bai Yue shrugged his shoulders. "Jiang Ling said that when you open your eyes, the first sentence must be to ask where Tang poetry is."
Thin night pulled to pull the corner of the mouth, he feels the waist is particularly empty, "I feel my kidney is shivering..."
Bai Yuele said, "you may have to be careful when you have sex in the future."
"Don't mention it I haven't lived for hundreds of years... "
Jiang Ling chuckled, clapped her thighs and laughed, "you have today, too! At the beginning, he took different women home every day to express his anger at Tang poetry, but now he's a widow. "
"Bah." Thin night scolds a way, "what keep alive few, Tang poem didn't die again."
At that time, a phone call came.
Jiang Ling added, "guess who? That's a hundred bucks
Bai Yue immediately said, "Tang poetry!"
"No -" Jiang Ling expressed regret and handed Bo Ye her mobile phone, "your son."
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The ECG is in a straight line. The machine makes a steady and long sound. At that moment, Bo Ye's ear seemed to be struck by a thunder, and then there was a noisy buzz. His eyes were red and his lips were trembling, but he couldn't make any sound. Language has lost the function of expressing emotions. There was a cry of despair in her body. Bo Ye staggered for a moment and was held by the medical staff. Then she watched Tang Shi be carried down by those people and sent to the emergency room. Bo Ye could hardly stand still. Next second, she covered her mouth and coughed up two mouthfuls of blood. The medical staff was startled and thought that Bo Ye was desperate. He immediately helped him to the rescue room. Bo Ye hoarsely said, "save Tang Poetry - save Tang poetry!" "When the patient arrived, there was no heartbeat. Immediately prepare for cardiopulmonary resuscitation and electric defibrillation. The operating room needs five nurses, and the family members of the trauma patients also need to have a physical examination immediately." Several doctors in the corridor quickly prepare for the procedures. Bo Ye stands at the door of the operating room, watching Tang Shi's heart return to zero and being pushed forward. He only thinks that the sky is going to fall. He almost fainted in the dark, and then he stifled it. No, now he can't have an accident. If there is something wrong with Tang poetry, he has to support it for Tang Wei At this moment, he is just an ordinary person, a tiny, drop in the ocean in front of life and death. When Bo Ye was outside, he dialed Bai Yue. Later, Jiang Ling and Bai Yue came to see Bo Ye and were startled, "you're going to die!" What Bo Ye can't hear most now is the word "death". Jiang Lin immediately changed his voice, "go and check your body quickly. Are you crazy?" Bai Yue drags Bo Ye to stand up. Bo Ye still has his own cough blood in his palm. He grabs Bai Yue and says, "Tang poetry Tang poetry, she just... " "Don't worry, I heard the situation on the way here. The hospital will give her cardiac resuscitation in time." Bai Yue pressed Bo Ye's shoulder and found that this man, who had always been powerful, was shaking so much that he was afraid of a Tang poem accident. Bai Yue couldn't bear it and frowned, "why don't you check with me and let Jiang Ling guard here and promise to return Tang poetry to you?" Bo ye murmured, "do you promise? Can you promise - I'll... " "Can I promise you?" Bai Yue also trembled with his voice, "Tang poetry can't have an accident. You have to believe this. You still have a lot of things to do with Tang poetry, don't you? Tang poetry certainly hasn't completely dispelled her hatred for you. She won't leave. How can I make a clear account with you? If you think about the good, don't worry... " Bai Yue's unscrupulous consolation really played a little role. Bo Ye nodded and looked flustered. "Yes, I haven't treated her well. She must be angry with me and can't swallow this tone..." "It's right to think that Tang poetry should be handed over to Jiang Lin. you can go back with me to review it." Bai Yue dragged on a thin night, "ajiang, can you bring back Tang poetry?" Jiang Ling Leng Leng, on the white more that pair with oppressive eyes, clenched his fist, "I will let her wake up well." Bo Ye followed Bai Yue to stagger. Later he got into the car. He stroked his throat and coughed several mouthfuls of blood. Bai Yue takes Bo Ye to his base and asks him to lie down. He is preparing the measurement of anesthetics. Bo Ye stares at Bai Yue's face. He is also wearing bright red clothes during the operation, and his flamboyant eyebrows are complicated at this moment. Bo Ye said, "I want to live." Bai Yue was stunned. This is the first time that Bo Ye has such a clear desire for survival. Earlier in Australia, Bai Yue joked and said to Bo Ye, "your life will be lost anytime and anywhere. What if you die?" At that time, Bo Ye didn't care at all. A frivolous smile on the monster's face melted in his eyes all over the world. "If I die, I'll die. I don't care about anyone. Anyway, I live a natural and unrestrained life." But now, Bo Ye says to Bai Yue, "I want to live." He had the drive to live as hard as he could. He wants to go. There is a future for Tang poetry. So now he has changed his mind. He is no longer an unrestrained person, and he has no regrets even if he is afraid of death. He wants to live hard. No matter how bad the kidney is, he can't leave Tang Shi alone in this world. White more to thin night firm eyes, suddenly smile, "good." Live on, Bo Ye. There are endless possibilities in the future. Anesthetics are sent into the body, and every cell is gradually silenced and sleeps from mania. Later, when Bo Ye closes his eyes, the last scene in his mind before the dark comes is the face of Tang poetry. If we can all survive Bo Ye said to himself, tell Tang Shi that I love you. ******thin night opens its eyes again on a sunny afternoon.Do or think the same without prior consulation2 as like as two peas in the first place, the light is still refracting when the light is projected into the lens. Bo Ye looked at the needle on his left hand, and then went to see his two good friends. He spoke hoarsely, "where's Tang poetry?" Jiang Ling said to Bai Yue, "what did I say?" Bai Yue sighed and took out his wallet from his pocket. He grabbed a hundred yuan and slapped it in Jiang Ling's hand. "You win." There are three question marks on thin night's forehead. Bai Yue said, "I bet Jiang Ling on what you say when you wake up." Thin night some speechless, "how do you block?" "I think the first thing you say when you wake up is," where am I? " Bai Yue shrugged his shoulders. "Jiang Ling said that when you open your eyes, the first sentence must be to ask where Tang poetry is." Thin night pulled to pull the corner of the mouth, he feels the waist is particularly empty, "I feel my kidney is shivering..." Bai Yuele said, "you may have to be careful when you have sex in the future." "Don't mention it I haven't lived for hundreds of years... " Jiang Ling chuckled, clapped her thighs and laughed, "you have today, too! At the beginning, he took different women home every day to express his anger at Tang poetry, but now he's a widow. " "Bah." Thin night scolds a way, "what keep alive few, Tang poem didn't die again." At that time, a phone call came. Jiang Ling added, "guess who? That's a hundred bucks Bai Yue immediately said, "Tang poetry!" "No -" Jiang Ling expressed regret and handed Bo Ye her mobile phone, "your son." www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
