Rebirth of the giants: the chief lady is too ferocious

Joan sat there anxiously, she was worried that if Lu Junsheng's situation didn't get better before dawn, if it got worse, what should I do?

Qiao An was sitting on a chair outside the intensive care unit, while Mu Jinnian and Lu Junyao went out for dinner!

The two of them didn't eat dinner until 10:30, under the urging of Joan, they went to eat.

Qiao An stayed here alone, guarding Lu Junsheng across the door.

Joan sat there, eyes wide open, looking at the closed door of the intensive care unit.

She was sitting on the chair with a particularly focused expression, but after a while a flurry of footsteps came from the end of the long profile, breaking her concentration.

"Hurry up, Jianyi's heartbeat is gone!" said the leading doctor while running.

"Quickly prepare the adrenal gland count and atropine." The medical staff ran while talking about the rescue plan.

Joan sat there, watching the medical staff running over like mighty soldiers.

Those flustered footsteps made her heart, which had just calmed down, jump up again.

Those people entered the intensive care unit, and Joan sat there, only listening to the people inside saying, "Quickly inject the adrenal gland, every 3 minutes, cardiopulmonary abdominal resuscitation..." A series of medical terms penetrated into Joan's eardrum.

Joan sat there, feeling flustered and uncomfortable.

Joan's heart hadn't recovered yet, and the door of the intensive care unit opened again!

The nurse pushed out a cart, and there seemed to be a person lying on the cart, covered by a white sheet. Joan couldn't tell if it was really a person, because the entire cart was covered by the cloth with.

The cart was slowly pushed out of the intensive care unit, and a large number of medical staff who had just entered also came out.

Joan sat there, looking at the medical staff in astonishment.

The medical staff took off their masks and sighed, "It's a shame! I just left like this in my 20s!"

"Oh, life is impermanent."

"It was fine yesterday, but there was a sudden intracranial hemorrhage just now."

"It's all life!"

"Riding a motorcycle without a helmet, I fell, and the fall was not light."

"Yes, the lad is careless."

"That's how he died."

"Ugh!"

Just when the medical staff were lamenting the impermanence and regret of life, they heard a heart-piercing cry, "Ah! My baby...you..." The grief-stricken cry resounded through the whole The long outline of this floor of the intensive care unit.

Joan sat there, staring straight at the push bed that was slowly advancing and then being grabbed by someone.

The push bed was dragged by someone, and half of the white sheet was torn off. A young man was lying on the push cart. His head was wrapped in white gauze, and the neck was also covered with gauze, which was where the trachea was.

The trachea was cut, which shows that this person suffered a lot during his life.

It's sad that after suffering so much, he still left in the end.

Joan sat there, staring at the people on the cart with wide eyes in horror.

"Bao'er...can't go...you go, leaving us two old..." The cries were earth-shattering.

The family members dragged the cart and refused to let her go. A middle-aged woman named Bao'er was lying on the cart, hugging the deceased on the cart.

The tight embrace when parting from life and death is happening right now.

This scene made people couldn't help crying.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is horrible.

"My Bao'er..." The middle-aged woman lying on the push bed called out one after another.

"Quick, pull away!"

"Don't cry, don't cry!"

"Everyone is gone, what's the use of crying?"

Someone began to persuade, but the middle-aged woman couldn't listen to the kind words of persuasion at all. She lay on the person on the cart, hugged him tightly, and kept shaking her head and crying.

The heart-piercing cry penetrated the eardrums of those present and hit the bottom of their hearts.

"Bao'er, come back quickly!"

"You can't go."

"My mother didn't leave, but you did!"

"Heaven has no eyes! Let me send a white-haired person to a black-haired person!"

From the reading between the lines, Joan deduced that the person crying on the cart was the mother of the deceased.

The mother of the deceased was crying incessantly there.

Some people stepped forward to dissuade and drag her, but they could not separate her from the deceased.

"Don't pull me, I'm going with Bao'er."

"I want to go with Bao, I want to accompany him."

"My sweetheart, my mother will accompany me on the road to Huangquan."

The bloody cries made Qiao An feel sad.

White-haired people send black-haired people, such tragedies happen every day.

Her second brother, Lu Junsheng, was about the same age as the deceased.

Thinking of this, Joan dared not think further.

On the promenade, the family members of the deceased were crying heartbroken, and Qiao An was terrified when he heard it.

Sitting there, huddled, the whole body trembling non-stop.

The person who just passed away was also injured in a car accident.

The operation was fine a few days ago, but suddenly it's not working!

Her second brother, Lu Junsheng, also had a brain injury, and the location of the injury was not suitable for surgery, so the bleeding could only be stopped.

If the bleeding continues, her second brother will be like the person in front of her, and will leave them forever.

Joan bit her lip, covered her face with her hands, and let the tears flow from her fingers.

Joan sat there, really unable to express the feeling of fear.

It was like a swamp in front of her, she was thrown into the swamp, her body was slowly sinking into the swamp, she could clearly feel the taste of death.

Joan stood up and ran into the bathroom.

She cried loudly in the bathroom until she couldn't shed a single tear.

She stood by the window in the bathroom, looking at the bright lights outside, but her heart was dark.

Joan, who cried out her tears in the bathroom, walked out of the bathroom.

"Are you okay?" Mu Jinnian, who had been looking for Qiao An, asked worriedly when he saw Qiao An leaning on the wall.

Qiao An raised his head, glanced at Mu Jinnian, "It's okay."

Her eyes were already swollen from crying, but Mu Jinnian could still tell that she had just cried.

"I'll help you to rest." Mu Jinnian put his arms around Qiao An's waist.

How could Joan have the mind to rest, seeing that scene just now broke her whole spirit.

"I'm not sleepy, I want to stay here and guard my second brother." Qiao An knew that it was useless for her to stay here, but she just couldn't leave Lu Junsheng behind.

She wants to guard here, whether Lu Junsheng is alive or dead, she will guard him.

He was really going, and after she had arranged everything, she followed him.

Joan did this not because she was dying for love, but because she couldn't bear it. Her kind-hearted second brother left so alone.

It is said that good people don't live long, and evil people last for thousands of years. At this time, she really hopes that her second brother is a person full of evil.

If Lu Junsheng is a big villain, then he won't die, but will live for a long time.

Mu Jinnian couldn't hold back Qiao An, so he took her to a chair and sat down with a half hug and half hug.