At this moment, Song Yiyuan's blood was flowing backwards and his body was cold and stiff.
He rushed to the bedside and repeatedly probed Lin Qingqing's neck, wrists, heart, and ankles.
Testing again and again without getting tired of it.
The heart is not beating, and there is no pulse in the neck, wrists, or ankles.
"impossible."
"impossible."
"impossible."
Song Yiyuan kept repeating this to himself.
He didn't believe that Qingqing would die easily from poisoning.
Qingqing has a mysterious space and those incredible machines, so she won't die.
That's impossible.
He could no longer control himself, and his tears fell onto the white sheets.
I felt dizzy and wet.
"Why is there no doctor to save you?"
He suddenly looked up and looked around the emergency room, his eyes falling on Director Zhu and several doctors from the Kyoto Liberation Bureau First People's Hospital.
Song Yiyuan rushed over with red eyes and dragged Dr. Zhou, whose face was pale and sweaty, to the bedside.
"If you try to save her, Qingqing will definitely not die."
"Even if her chest was pierced, she wouldn't die!"
Secretary Ye stepped forward and grabbed Song Yiyuan.
Loud comfort.
"Colonel Song, calm down."
"After General Lin died, the doctors continued to work on him for over twenty minutes."
"I feel so exhausted." He uttered the five words with difficulty.
"impossible!"
Song Yiyuan shouted loudly.
Mr. Zhang wiped the corners of his eyes, his face turned pale, and his body suddenly fell backwards. Secretary Ye was quick to catch the unconscious Mr. Zhang.
He shouted to Dean Zhu who was waiting on the side.
"Hurry, hurry, first aid!"
Dean Zhu and several doctors had been watching this side closely. When they saw Mr. Zhang fainted, they immediately rushed over.
Several doctors worked together to put Mr. Zhang on the bed next door.
"Mr. Zhang, he fainted from excessive grief. Pay attention to his various physical indicators."
"Do a full inspection!"
The dean ordered the first aid measures with a serious look.
Secretary Ye stood aside with a face as pale as paper.
Several leaders standing beside Lin Qingqing's bed quickly walked to the middle of the two beds and looked at Mr. Zhang who was surrounded by doctors with serious expressions.
"Hey~ this this this this..."
A leader sighed, his face full of worry.
Song Yiyuan looked at Mr. Zhang, whose face was pale, lying on the hospital bed with his bloodshot eyes. He walked to Lin Qingqing's bed with slumped shoulders and sat down.
He picked up Lin Qingqing and held her tightly in his arms.
The voice was sad: "Qingqing, Qingqing, wake up."
"Don't you want me anymore?"
"What will Langlang and the others do now that they have lost their mother?"
Xu Jingyao, who was standing at the door of the emergency department, flicked away the cigarette butt in his hand and kicked Wang Guobin, who was lying on the ground.
Striding into the emergency department.
"Is Mr. Zhang okay?" he asked Dean Zhu.
Dean Zhu wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "It's just a fainting caused by excessive grief. As long as the body indicators are fine, he will be fine after waking up."
This short hour was truly thrilling.
Two big shots had accidents in the hospital one after another, and he was worried every minute.
Xu Jingyao nodded and glanced at Song Yiyuan.
I feel that at this point, it’s almost done.
He sat down on the chair at the end of the bed and waited for Zhang Gong to wake up.
In less than three minutes, Mr. Zhang woke up slowly after being rescued by many doctors.
"Mr. Zhang, you're awake!" the doctor shouted in surprise.
Dean Zhu nodded with relief: "As long as he wakes up, everything will be fine."
At this time, Commander Liao, who heard the noise, walked into the emergency department with a grim face.
Seeing the situation inside, he couldn't help but stagger and had to hold on to the door frame to avoid falling.
Lin Qingqing, who was held in Song Yiyuan's arms, had a crooked neck and her hands hanging limply on both sides. It was obvious that she was no longer alive.
Did someone poison this face?
General Lin died of poisoning at the age of twenty. Who had the guts to kill him?
He was the one who led General Lin into the army, and he was promoted to the rank of general in just two days. It was truly shocking.
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