Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

However, to die is to die, even if there is still residual heat in her body, even if there is a little sign of life, she is doomed to be saved. This is not only because her basic vital signs have disappeared, but also because she is completely No will to survive.

No matter how good a doctor's medical skills are, they can't save a person who wants to die.

Let the Yang family come in this time to see them for the last time.

During the rescue, Yang Rong had a slight reaction, but it disappeared immediately. The doctor thought it might be a miracle at first, but it was obvious that he was thinking too much.

Perhaps, she will repeat this again, maybe there is still a little bit of concern.

In line with the medical ethics of being a doctor, they let the Yang family come in to say goodbye.

Yang's mother and Yang's father were helped in, and they had already knelt down beside the operating table, and Yang's mother was crying almost heartbroken.

Holding Yang Rong's body, she cried out sadly, "Rong'er, Rong'er, why are you so cruel, you're gone, what do you tell mom to do! What to do!"

"Get up, get up, and tell me clearly! Rong'er..." Mother Yang cried with tears streaming down her face, questioning her hoarsely.

All the people present covered their eyes and cried out.

Even Yang's father, who had been trying not to cry, almost burst into tears at this moment. He trembled and covered his face, not even daring to see his daughter's body.

"Rong'er, Ah Rong, what should mother do, what should I do?" Mother Yang howled, patting Yang Rong's body non-stop.

Xin Xiaotian was already stupid.

Losing loved ones again and again was completely beyond his tolerance.

He was squeezed to the back by the Yang family, and he didn't force his way in. He just stood behind and wept silently. At this moment, in the eyes of this man, there was no more vitality.

Xin Furong stood at the door of the operating room, squatting on the ground, crying out of breath.

An atmosphere of sadness hangs over everyone.

The doctor and the nurse stood aside, but they didn't know how to intervene. In the end, he had no choice but to find Mo Ziqi who was standing outside and said, "Before Ms. Yang was sent to the hospital...we worked hard for a few Hours, I really tried my best, sorry."

The doctor's parents thought that if Yang Rong could really be saved, the doctor could work hard inside for a longer period of time, but - there was really no other way.

Mo Ziqi lowered his eyelashes, he didn't give any reaction, but the doctor noticed it sensitively, the hand by his side was tightly clenched into a fist, and seemed to be trembling slightly.

Even though Lu Hanfan couldn't hear what the group of people were saying, he could guess something from these reactions.

The fat cat in his arms began to struggle hard, unable to get away, and even began to bite him with his teeth and scratch him with his claws, but he still didn't let her go.

in the emergency room.

Yang's mother had already fainted from crying several times, but she woke up again, woke up crying, and then continued to faint, tossing back and forth like this.

Both Yang Niankang and Yang Nianfu were extremely sad, but they still had to stabilize their emotions and comfort their parents.

Yang's mother was nearly seventy years old, but at this moment, she struggled out of the arms of Yang Nianfu and his daughter-in-law with a force that came from nowhere, and threw herself on the rescue platform, crying and cursing at Yang Rong. , and even stripped off her clothes.

"Mom, don't do this, how can you make my little sister feel at ease." Yang Nianfu stopped anxiously.