At the same time, in the hospital operating room.

Yan Xiaye never felt dizzy, but seeing Yan's mother closing her eyes in a drowsy manner, the doctors around her all looked solemn, with blood dripping from the snow-white gloves on her hands, thin and slender bodies

The body shaking uncontrollably.

Li Beicheng held her quickly with his eyes and hands, and made up his heart to take her to the front of the operating table, and spoke in a lack of emotion: "Mom, can you hear me talking? I am Li Beicheng."

Yan's mother couldn't take care of herself, and her rapid breathing covered the oxygen mask with a layer of mist. I don't know if I heard Li Beicheng's greetings, or was indifferent when I heard them.

Li Beicheng was still waiting for her to answer, and the tense atmosphere in the operating room suddenly seemed a little awkward.

The dean lowered his voice at the right time and replied in place of Qi Ruoyouyu's mother: "Don't worry, this is not general anesthesia. Even if the patient may not be able to answer, there is still no problem with his hearing."

Li Beicheng nodded slightly, lowered his eyes and looked at Yan Xiaye who was unsteady standing.

Referring to the scene when the two of them came to Yan's mother last time, he sighed helplessly and called him with another name that did not belong to her: "Shui Rou, don't be in a hurry to be sad. As a daughter, you should have

Do you want to tell her?"

The dean and the doctors looked at each other, not understanding whether Li Beicheng was crazy or what, and it was not like this to point a deer to a horse.

But Li Beicheng's identity could not tolerate any disrespectful speculations, so that even if they sympathize with Xia Ye in their hearts, they could only wait and see silently on the surface, and at most pretended not to hear anything.

"mom……"

To everyone's expectations, Yan Xiaye did not get angry with Li Beicheng because of this, but instead played the role of Yan Shuirou with his eyes down very obediently. Even the voice he spoke deliberately imitated the other party's tone, with

The uncontrollable tremolo: "You must get better soon. Ya'er, and I, and my father, cannot live without you."

Not far away, a doctor was staring at the undulating electrocardiogram on the instrument.

He quickly understood Yan Xiaye's intention as Yan Shuirou. He was moved and looked at Yan's mother who had not moved on the operating table, and shook her head helplessly.

Yan Xiaye felt a little cold, and in a hurry he turned his head to look at Li Beicheng, hoping to get some instructions from him and tell her what to do next.

The latter looked at her insensitively and said indifferently: "If you have nothing else to say, we can leave immediately."

For the Yan family, Yan Xiaye's actions were considered to be the end of kindness and righteousness. Even the most harsh hypocrite could not demand or blame her too much on this matter.

But Yan Xiaye's requirements for herself have always been outrageous. She bit her lip in a restless state and was unable to make up for a moment.

"You can continue to say that in this case, the call from the patient's family can often have a surprising effect, but the specific details may require more cooperation from you."

The dean saw that Yan Xiaye was in a complicated mood, and quietly exchanged a look with Li Beicheng and put the choice in her hand: "With that being said, the majority of the futile ones are still the ones who are in vain, and a miracle will not come.

If the patient wants to see another daughter…”

Yan Xiaye closed his eyes dejectedly.

As Yan's mother's favorite daughter, Yan Shuirou was so frivolous that she could not refuse, but instead she had to accept the test and choice of conscience.

Unfortunately, it is not the time to consider whether this is fair. The doctors gathered here have gathered the elites of the entire Jianghai. They have not yet chosen to give up, so how could she escape in the face?

The slender fingers pierced into the palm of his palm. Yan Xiaye pondered for a moment, trying to choose what could stimulate Yan's mother as much as possible and continued: "Mom, Yan Xiaye has my tape in his hand. If she announces that, Ya and I

What should I do in the second half of my life? I am so scared. Please don’t leave me at this time, I can’t handle it alone..."

Some of these are the truth that she wanted to tell Yan’s mother countless times when she was a child, but now Yan Xiaye no longer remembers it.

Anyway, the first sentence was said, she put down her figure and ran to the end, really putting herself into Yan Shuirou's role, completely forgetting Li Beicheng who was frowning beside her, "You open your eyes and look at me, dad is an unreliable one.

Yan Xiaye wished he could kill me with his own hands. I am the only relative in this world who can rely on. Are you really willing to leave me and Ya'er alone?”

The doctors around were watching Yan Xiaye in amazement and tried his best to save the patient's life. He was indescribable in his eyes.

They were also very strange. She looked just a fragile and beautiful little woman, so why could she bear so many misfortunes and get to where she is today step by step?

As Yan Xiaye pieced together more words, Li Beicheng had a handsome face that was extremely dark.

If it weren't for the wrong time and occasion, he would have caught Yan Xiaye as soon as possible and asked her carefully, what was the so-called tape? How many things did she hide from him?

"Mom, I will find a way to let Beicheng marry me immediately. I will be the only young lady of the Li family from now on. You and Dad have worked hard for most of your life. I will pay you to travel around the world. Dad will no longer upset you because of gambling debts.

, I will pay back all the money he owes, and our family’s good days are still to come..."

Speaking of this, Yan Xiaye swallowed her saliva with dry mouth, and she didn't know how to continue.

Even in those years when she had not left the Yan family, the mother-daughter communication between Yan's mother and Yan Shuirou was secretly carried out on her back, which made it difficult for her to imitate Yan Shuirou very much.

At that time, she was very wronged and unloved, but now she has understood the real reason for Yan's mother's behavior - after all, only Yan Shuirou is Yan's mother's biological daughter, and she, Yan Xiaye, is nothing more than an adopted daughter.

At this time, the doctor who was responsible for observing Yan's mother's condition showed joy. In desperation, he forgot to call Yan Xiaye: "It works, please continue with the young lady!"

Yan Xiaye was ordered to rack her brains and tried her best to tease herself: "You know, Yan Xiaye would never let me go so easily, and would not watch the happy married life between me and Beicheng. She had mine in her hand.

Evidence, I don’t want to lose everything I finally got. Mom, please wake up. As long as you are still alive for one day, Yan Xiaye will have to show mercy to me!"

He stated the pros and cons in one breath, and Yan Xiaye looked at the operating table in front of him panting, waiting for the doctor to announce a miracle.

Yan's mother's love for Yan Shuirou is beyond doubt. As long as she knows that Yan Shuirou is not doing well, even if she only has the last breath, she will do her best because she is reluctant to let Yan Shuirou down.

At this moment, not only Yan Xiaye was alone in his heart, but also the doctors in the operating room.

Only Li Beicheng stood behind her with a bad look, glanced at her thin figure with his eyes flashing, thinking about how to force out the secrets from her in a while.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

As time passed by, the doctors' expressions gradually became disappointed.

The dean withdrew his gaze with regret and turned to Yan Xiaye, who was pale.

As a medical staff member, he knew that everything she had just done must have been under a lot of psychological pressure, but he was so strong that he admired him, so he bravely corrected his name in front of Li Beicheng: "Ms. Yan, here

Everyone understands that you have done your best, and as I said at the beginning, miracles will not come fairly to everyone..."

“Is this over?”

interrupting the dean's unfinished comfort, Yan Xiaye stared at the beating lines on the instrument in a daze.

She couldn't understand what those numbers represent, but the sound of the sounds indicated that Yan's mother had not left this world at this moment.

The dean took a deep breath, took off his mask and shook his head: "Please beg for the change. This operation cannot be said to be unsuccessful, but it cannot awaken the patient's consciousness. Next, she should be able to use modern medicine.

With the help of the two, the life will last for several days.”

"Vegetative?" An unknown noun was spitting out from his scalp lips, and Yan Xiaye opened his eyes wide in confusion. "I have seen it in the newspaper before, and there are precedents of vegetative people waking up."

She couldn't wake up Yan's mother, probably because she was not the real Yan Shuirou.

In this case, if she could seize the time to find Yan Shuirou, wouldn’t Yan’s mother still have a glimmer of hope for survival?

"The patient's condition is a bit different from that of a vegetative person. In fact, in terms of her condition, if it weren't for the full funding of the second master Li..." Being stared at Li Beicheng's cold eyes, the dean was forced to change the topic: "Anyway, I understand,

Your hope, but the possibility of that happening is slim."

While speaking, the doctor who was responsible for taking care of Yan's mother suddenly shouted: "Director, Dean!"

"how?"

The dean turned around in surprise, and then he saw Yan's mother's fingers trembling by the bed in front of everyone, and the water vapor in the ventilator was covered in white.

Other doctors breathed a lot, and immediately someone came forward to ask Xia Ye and Li Beicheng to leave. "The patient has a sense of survival, please go out and wait."

Unexpectedly, Yan Xiaye was kicked out of the operating room. She had not yet recovered from the tension between life and death.

Xiao Yunduo took out the textbook from her schoolbag and looked at it. As soon as she saw Yan Xiaye coming out, she immediately ran over to greet her: "Yanyan, how are you? Have you cried secretly?"

"Should you wait for me."

Relying on his height and long legs, Li Beicheng easily blocked Xiao Yunduo in front of him, and asked in a gloomy tone: "Yan Xiaye, what's going on with the recording and evidence you mentioned?"

Now that things have come to this point, Yan Xiaye doesn't think she has any reason and wants to hide it for the people who want to kill her several times.
Chapter completed!