Qin Miaomiao shook her head for fear of physical overdraft, and her face was ugly. She barely supported her body and looked at the doctor by Lu Qingshen. She handed the prescription to Lu Qing, and she accompanied Lu Qing to the pharmacy to get the medicine.
"You sit down first and I’ll get the medicine."
Qin Miao Miao absently looked at the queue behind Lu Qing’s crowd, and the moment she left Lan emerged in her mind. In retrospect, it was a dull pain in her heart. Perhaps it was at that time that Lan felt that she was going to die, so Cui Ce left by herself. She couldn’t help but burst into tears when she thought of this.
Meng Yan stared at the emergency room light and suddenly went out. He got up nervously and looked at the doctor coming out from the inside to ask about the situation nervously.
"Doctor, how is my friend now?"
The doctor took off the mask and Meng Yan couldn’t help but sigh. "The patient has a serious heart disease. According to the medical records given by the former doctor, his life span is still half a month and he still doesn’t have a good rest. Now his body has been greatly damaged, which has caused her illness to get worse. Now, although people have been rescued temporarily, the situation is very bad. You should be prepared psychologically.":
Chapter 92 I accompany you
"What did you say? You said he had three months to live."
The doctor naidi left with a sigh
Meng Yan was completely blinded. He stared at the people coming from the inside with a dull face. He didn’t know if what the doctor just said was true. He never thought that Lan had three months left. In that case, why did he volunteer to join the filming and why didn’t he have a good rest at home?
"Is it Qin Miaomiao? You are the last Qin Miaomiao who promised to take a picture of her company?" Meng Yan soliloquized to sit in front of the bed and stare at the man wearing a breathing mask.
Aside, the mental picture shows that it is calm, but Meng Yan’s mood is very complicated. It is difficult for him to face the fact that Lan has a life span of three months from the ground. It is even more difficult to accept that Lan may not make it. This doctor’s words make him practice without optimism.
Feeling depressed, he got up and went to the window to see that the night outside was still heavy and black. He didn’t know if Lan had a chance to wake up.
Qin Miao Miao stared at the bandaged toes and calmed down a little. She stared at Lu Qing and said, "Husband, I want to see Lan."
"I’ll go with you."
Qing Lu didn’t know if Lan had been pushed out of the emergency room. He called Meng Yan.
"Has Lan come out?"
"Come here when you come out."
Qing lu blunt Qin Miaomiao nodded "haze intensive care unit we now in the past"
In the bacteria Qing Lu and Qin Miaomiao carefully opened the door of the intensive care unit and saw Meng Yan, three people wearing the same bacteria, exchanging a look and suddenly the room was quiet.
Looking at the sickbed wearing a ventilator, Qin Miao Miao’s heart is collapsing at the moment. She stares at the sickbed painfully and shed tears.
Lu Qing saw Qin Miaomiao’s face was very poor. Wearing a mask, he could feel her complicated emotions. He stared at her eyes and shed tears. He could not help but clenched Qin Miaomiao’s hand. "Okay, Simon, Simon, don’t be sad."
Meng Yan didn’t say a word from beginning to end because he hasn’t come out of the shock yet. The more he thinks about it, the more he thinks that Lan can survive today. It’s unknown. If Qin Miaomiao knows this, he doesn’t know what reaction he will have. He thinks that he can’t sit still, and then he exchanges a look with Lu Qing and walks out of the intensive care unit.
"Simon Simon I go out"
Qin Miao Miao didn’t speak and glanced at Lu Qing’s eyes. She never left with her eyes closed. Now she is worried about when Lan can open her eyes.
"Can you open your eyes and look at me? I shouldn’t have lost you. You always wanted to listen to you when I was there. I never thought that when I left, you were exhausted. It was all my fault."
Once again, Qin Miao Miao couldn’t cry, and her heart panicked and felt uncomfortable because she couldn’t think about what the last thing was when Lan lost consciousness. If she could see Meng Yan earlier and let Meng Yan find Lan earlier, would he still be awake?
The world doesn’t sell regret medicine. Qin Miaomiao thinks that things can’t happen, so she holds Lan’s hand uncomfortably and feels that his hand has no temperature. Her heart is gradually filled with guilt:
Chapter 921 Not worth me
Lu Qing followed Meng Yan away from the intensive care unit, took off the mask and looked at the awkward Meng Yan’s heart wondering, "Why don’t you wink at me and let me follow you out?"
"Lu Qing, I want to talk. You can choose to tell Qin Miaomiao or not to tell her one minute later and know that she can hope for one more minute."
Meng Yan sounded very pessimistic. Lu Qing had a bad feeling that he didn’t know what else to do. He stared at Meng Yan and frowned.
"Just now, the doctor told me that Lan had been treated before she had a serious heart attack. If it wasn’t for filming, he would have been treated in the hospital. At that time, he found me. He said that he wanted to play Secret No.6 first hero. I asked him why, and he said that he liked this movie very much."
Lu Qing heard Meng Yan pause and covered his palms with sweat.
Meng Yan looked at him and continued to say, "If it weren’t for the kidnapping today, I wouldn’t know that Lan and I are friends. If Qin Miaomiao wanted to know, he would definitely blame himself."
"What are you trying to say?"
Meng Yan sighed. "Just now, you didn’t ask the doctor about Lan. The doctor said that he was in poor health. If the hospital is treated in a safe manner, he will live for three months, but now it is unknown whether he can hold on. Lan is now running."
Lu Qing suddenly froze and roared in disbelief. "What did you say?"
Meng Yan’s words made Lu Qing’s heart completely flustered. He didn’t expect Lan’s body to be beyond redemption. Three months’ life may not last. These words made him first associate the person with his lover Qin Miao.
"I know you’re worried that Qin Miaomiao will blame the generation, but we should be mentally prepared. If Lan doesn’t make it, you should finish the countermeasures."
The words once again stimulated Lu Qing. He never understood the people around him except his family, his lover and his children. I didn’t expect him to worry that Lan wouldn’t last and that he wouldn’t live.
"If arashi, he, he, Simon, Simon will certainly blame himself."
The person Lu Qing is most worried about is Qin Miaomiao. Seeing that she has been blaming herself, she is a very responsible person. This time, it is also Lan who sacrificed herself to let her escape first, which means putting herself in danger and giving Qin Miaomiao a chance to live. This kindness is no less than saving his life.
"How can she bear it? How can she?"
Meng Yan looked at Qing Lu because he was worried that Qin Miaomiao had a red eye socket. The whole person sat in the chair with his hands in the depths of his hair and bowed his head uncomfortably.
"Lu Qing can’t even fall down with you, even if there is one percent hope, we can’t give up."
Meng Yan’s eyes throbbed, and he was worried that he was no less than Qing Lu’s concern for Qin Miaomiao. At this moment, he hoped that God would not be too cruel.
Qin Miao Miao stared straight at Lan wait for a while, sipping her lips and wiping away tears in her eyes. Suddenly, she smiled awkwardly. "I’m sorry for letting you see my humiliating side. I’m not so fond of crying Lan at ordinary times. I’m not worth it. You know I can’t respond to you. Do you want me to owe you a generation?"
Qin Miao Miao said off and on that she wished Lan had suddenly opened her eyes because she had quarreled. Although she knew that the probability was too low, she still hoped Lan would wake up early:
Chapter 922 Lost
As time goes by, it gradually dawns, and the day replaces the night, and the sun shines on Qin Miaomiao.
She looked around at the wooden bridge and found that there was no one there. The fallen leaves fell off her body with the wind. She turned to look at a person on the bridge.