Special Forces Officer Lu Beixiao has always subdued people with his fists. After getting together with Ye Qiao, he uses "dog food" (public displays of affection) to torment others!!! White...
With a "bang", the tall and strong figure fell backwards. Before Youyou could react, Tang Shaoting was already lying straight on the ground!
She screamed, and the door of the ward was kicked open...
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On the hospital bed, a man in hospital gown lay motionless, his face pale and his lips purple. Half an hour had passed since he fell into a coma, and he still hadn't woken up.
What puzzled Ye Qiao and Lu Beixiao was that his examination results showed that he had no disease or cause, and his central nervous system was still intact.
Even if Country T is so backward, it shouldn't be unable to diagnose the disease, right?
Lu Beixiao is already preparing to contact people in China and plans to transfer Tang Shaoting to China for treatment!
Tang Shaoting was unconscious for forty minutes before waking up.
Ye Qiao was the only one in the ward, sitting on a chair at the head of the bed with a calm expression.
"Hello, Mrs. Bandit!" Tang Shaoting climbed up, looked at her, and joked heartlessly.
Ye Qiao didn't give him a good look, "You were unconscious for a full forty minutes this time!"
Tang Shaoting sat cross-legged on the bed and said with a smile, "Just as I guessed! Time will get longer and longer, until you can no longer wake up and die!"
"Sister Qiao, why force yourself? Brother Ting, I want to reincarnate soon and start over!"
"How do you know you can be reborn into the next life?! Why don't you think about it, maybe you already have a previous life, and the regrets of the previous life should be made up in this life?!" She was angry at his mentality of having no desire to survive, not cherishing life, and not fighting the disease!
He just casually mentioned reincarnation, and she got so excited. He never believed in reincarnation.
"You're only 32! You're so young, why don't you want to live a good life?!"
"I don't want to live a good life?! I was poisoned by dangerous chemicals over the years! I'm lucky enough that I didn't get cancer!" Tang Shaoting retorted loudly with a stern expression.
"There's no hope! But I'm not afraid of death. It's that simple. I'll die if I die!" He said again, getting off the hospital bed.
"Sister Qiao, I'm sorry!" He stood in front of her, lowered his head, and said seriously.
Apologies for my last sentence yesterday.
Ye Qiao didn't look up, but twitched his lips. "The cause of your illness hasn't been found yet, and your central nervous system isn't damaged! We plan to take you back to China for treatment! If you're truly sorry, please cooperate with us! Tang Shaoting, I don't want to lose you as a friend! If anything happens to you, I won't sympathize or pity you, but I will be heartbroken!"
After she finished the last sentence, she raised her head and looked into his eyes with a frank look!
The man's Adam's apple trembled, his eyes reddened, and he turned his back. He smiled and said, "OK, I'll cooperate!"
How could he bear to make her heartbroken!
Ye Qiao stood up and her cell phone rang. She walked to the window to answer it and asked Tang Shaoting to go back to the bed. He might lose consciousness at any time and it was very dangerous.
Unknown international long-distance number.
"Hello!" She said politely out of courtesy as soon as the call was connected.
The other party didn't say anything. Ye Qiao frowned and greeted him politely again.
"Do you want to save Tang Shaoting?" A strange male voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Who are you? What do you mean?" Ye Qiao asked excitedly. She had just been discussing with Lu Beixiao who the person who had called her earlier to say that Tang Shaoting was going to die was!
"Tang Shaoting was poisoned. I have an antidote here. Do you want it?"
The other party said again.
Ye Qiao hadn't seen much in the past few years, but at this moment, he remained incredibly calm. "What conditions? How can I believe what you said is true?!"
(Today's update is complete! I can't write anymore, I need to take care of the baby!)