Princess Jiaojiao arrives, teasing the prince to blush and heartbeat

Seeing that he was so stubborn, Luo Lan suddenly stopped the movements in his hands, turned to look at him, with slightly raised eyes, and said sharply:

"Since you don't believe me, take him away."

After saying that, she turned around directly, flicking her sleeves to leave.

Seeing that she was really going to leave, Leng Zian suddenly panicked. Now Xiaozhi's legs have entered the gate of hell. When he saw that Xiaozhi was not breathing just now, he had no hope. Now she said she could save him, and he How could he miss this opportunity? Even if a dead horse is a living horse doctor, he should let her try it.

So he quickly stepped forward to hold her back, looked at her with eyes of pity mixed with pleading, and begged in a hoarse voice,

"As long as you can save him, I'll do whatever you want. I won't bother you. I believe in you. I'll leave now, now."

When the words fell, he waved his hand and shouted to everyone:

"All go out."

Everyone present heard his words and retreated one after another, and the door was closed immediately.

Seeing that they finally left, Luo Lan waved her hand, and the operating room she carried with her immediately appeared in front of her.

Xiao Zhi's current situation is very critical. Judging from his appearance, he suffered from apnea caused by being strangled, lack of oxygen in the brain and insufficient blood supply in the brain. If he is not rescued in time, he may suffer cardiac arrest at any time.

Luo Lan quickly put him into the hyperbaric oxygen chamber, put on an oxygen mask for him, put him on a ventilator, gave him a shot of cardiotonic, and then began to use an external defibrillator on him.

After the operation, Xiao Zhi's condition did not improve. Seeing the ups and downs of the breathing rate on the ventilator, her brows became a line.

All these treatments had no obvious effect, and now the last hope is to perform a tracheotomy on him, and inject resuscitation drugs into his body through the trachea to ensure his smooth breathing and prevent him from suffocating to death.

Time was pressing, Luo Lan didn't dare to stay for a while, and quickly entered the tense state of surgery.

Her brows were furrowed all the time. While she was worried that Xiao Zhi would not be cured, she was also worried that even if he was cured, it would leave him with irreversible sequelae.

This operation lasted for four full hours. It was not until dark that she felt Xiao Zhi's weak breathing from the ventilator. Seeing that the breathing rate on the monitor gradually became normal, her heart felt relieved. Come down a little, but this does not guarantee that Xiao Zhi will wake up smoothly, it only means that his life is saved temporarily.

She didn't move him out of the hyperbaric oxygen chamber, and gave him a brain refresher and a calming medicine before leaving the operating room.

She knew that there must be many people waiting for her outside at this time, so she had to go out and report a letter.

Sure enough, the moment she opened the door, the pitch-black night was already brightly lit by torches and oil lamps, and Leng Zian even walked up to her, anxiously asking with hope in her eyes:

"How is it? Can Xiaozhi be saved?"

Luo Lan pursed her lips tightly, looked at Leng Zian with serious eyes, frowned and said:

"Life is saved for the time being, but he has lost his spontaneous breathing for too long. There is no guarantee when he will wake up, nor can he guarantee whether he will wake up. Perhaps, he will never wake up."

Hearing this, Leng Zi'an became anxious. He wanted to squeeze through the door, and kept yelling, "I don't believe it. I'm going to see him."

But Luo Lan stopped him, "It's useless if you keep arguing like this. You saw his situation clearly just now. It's not easy to save his life now. As for when he will wake up, or whether he will wake up, we can only It depends on God's will."

Hearing this, Leng Zian turned pale, his body swayed, and Duo Sheng, who was standing behind him, hurried over to support him.

He covered his head with one hand and muttered helplessly,

"What crime did I, Leng Zian, do? I have just found my son, and I have to be separated from him. God, why are you so cruel?"

Before he finished speaking, this lonely man, this one-foot-eight man, suddenly knelt down in the room where his son was, beating his chest and screaming to the sky,

"God, please let my son wake up. Let me bear all the sins alone. Don't let my son have anything to do."

His cry resounded through the sky, bringing people into the gloomy and cold valley in an instant. When the people present heard it, their hearts were filled with sadness, and they burst into tears.

Seeing this, Duo Sheng choked up and went to help him, "My lord, get up, it's cold on the ground, God sees your sincerity, and will surely bless the little prince to be safe."

He shook off Duosheng's hand, shook his head vigorously, kept beating his head with both hands, and muttered anxiously,

"If I don't get up, I will kneel here and wait for my son to wake up. If he doesn't wake up, I will accompany him to die."

Her words made Luo Lan's heart ache. Although she tried her best to control it, she couldn't stop the cold tears from falling.

At this time, Leng Zian was not the proud Zhennan King, nor was he the general galloping across the battlefield. He was just a father, a father who worried about whether his son would be safe.

Seeing that he was agitated, Leng Yu hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him.

"Uncle Huang, it's useless for you to kneel here, and it's not worth getting hurt. Get up!"

"Do not……"

Leng Zian shook his head vigorously, "If Xiao Zhi doesn't wake up, I won't get up."

Luo Lan could understand his mood, and everyone present could understand. Xiao Zhi was his only son, and his father-son relationship with him had just begun. How could he accept that he was suddenly lying on the bed with unknown life or death?

Luo Lan sighed, raised her tone slowly, and said slowly, comfortingly:

"Uncle Huang, what you have to do now is not to kneel down here for Xiao Zhi's safety, but to protect your body and wait for Xiao Zhi to wake up so that he can see a healthy father."

Hearing what she said, Leng Zian pursed his lips, shook his head again, and said in a hoarse voice:

"For so many years, I have never been with him properly. Now I have the opportunity to accompany him, but he is lying there and does not move. This is all my fault. If I accompanied him when he went to the latrine, maybe this would not happen. It's over, so I must accompany him."

Seeing him so stubborn, Luo Lan sighed, and continued to comfort him:

"Uncle Huang, I just told you that Xiao Zhi's condition is not very good, but his life can be saved, so it is useless for you to kneel like this, and God will not be extra merciful to him just because you kneel for a long time, Whether he can survive depends entirely on his own will. I think Xiaozhi is a strong and smart boy. He will definitely survive this test. You should go back and rest for a while, and come to accompany him tomorrow during the day, otherwise you, an elder Kneeling here, I can't go in and rest, so I won't have the energy to heal Xiaozhi, and it will only make him worse, you can decide for yourself!"