Lu Yimo's surgery lasted five hours.

For Song Mingyi, every minute of these five hours and three hundred minutes is as long as a century.

Every minute and every second is incomparable torture.

Seeing Yao Qingchuan coming out, Song Mingyi immediately stepped forward.

"Professor Yao, how is Momo?"

As soon as Song Mingyi finished speaking, she was violently knocked away by Lin Weiyan.

She staggered, and finally stood firm by holding on to the wall.

When Lu Shenxing saw this, his expression suddenly darkened and he looked at Lin Weiyan coldly.

Just as he was about to have a seizure, Song Mingyi held him back.

"Don't worry about these little things, the most important thing now is Mo Mo."

Lin Weiyan seemed not to notice. She took Yao Qingchuan's hand and asked, "Doctor Yao, how is my son?"

Yao Qingchuan said: "The young master's life has been saved for the time being."

Lin Weiyan forced a smile: "Really? That's great."

Song Mingyi focused all her attention on Lu Yimo and did not notice Lin Weiyan's abnormality. Then she asked: "Doctor Yao, when will Mo Mo wake up?"

Yao Qingchuan glanced at Song Mingyi and said apologetically: "Teacher Song, I'm sorry."

Song Mingyi's heart suddenly sank, and she forced a smile and said, "Sorry? Why did you say sorry?"

Yao Qingchuan said: "Mr. Song, I won't hide any medical issues from you."

"When the young master was in a car accident, his head was severely hit. I don't know when he will wake up."

"You don't know what it means? How is Mo Mo doing?" Lu Shenxing asked with a low face.

Yao Qingchuan said in a difficult tone: "The young master is likely to become a vegetative state..."

In fact, Song Mingyi had already guessed this result when Yao Qingchuan spoke just now.

But now that I heard Yao Qingchuan say it himself, this is still unacceptable.

"That is to say, Mo Mo has to lie in bed all the time. He doesn't know when he will wake up. How old is he... He is only five years old and he has to suffer such a crime."

Song Mingyi suddenly remembered a sentence she had seen accidentally. If one life could be exchanged for another, then the rooftop would be full of mothers.

Song Mingyi wished he could exchange one life for another.

She is willing.

She wished that the person lying on the hospital bed was herself.

Then, Song Mingyi's legs went weak, and if Lu Shenxing hadn't been supporting her behind her, she would have fallen to the ground.

Song Mingyi said: "I'm going to see Mo Mo."

"Ming Yi!"

Then, Lu Shenxing heard Song Mingyi say in a stern tone he had never heard before: "Don't reject me or stop me, otherwise I will be very angry. I must go and see Mo Mo."

Lu Shenxing was silent, and after a moment he said, "Okay, I'll carry you over."

"Don't refuse! Your body has not recovered yet. It is always good to save a little energy, so that you can have more energy during the process of diagnosing and treating Mo Mo."

After hearing this, Song Mingyi immediately opened her arms: "Hug me."

Lu Shenxing hugged Song Mingyi and quickly went to the ICU.

Lin Weiyan stared at the two people's backs with twinkling eyes, hesitated for a moment, and quickly followed them.

Song Mingyi and Lu Shenxing both changed into sterile clothes and entered the ICU.

Originally, Lin Weiyan had no way to get in, but she kept making a fuss and even threatened her by claiming that she was her biological mother. Song Mingyi had to compromise and let Lin Weiyan enter the ICU.

At this time, all the wounds on Lu Yimo's body had been treated.

The impact he suffered was very serious, and his body was covered with white bandages, and countless medical devices were connected to his body.

The various data displayed on the running instruments represent his physical condition.

Lu Yimo, who was wrapped in gauze and instruments, looked even weaker and thinner lying on the bed.

Just like a bubble swept by the strong wind, it is so fragile that it looks like it will burst at any time.

Looking at Lu Yimo like this, Song Mingyi felt that her heart was tightly grasped by a pair of invisible hands. Her throat was so tight that she couldn't make any sound.

Momo! Her ink!

The child who was so lively and cute before is now as silent as a broken doll.

Song Mingyi bit the soft flesh in her mouth fiercely, using the pain to force herself to calm down.

She walked to Lu Yimo's side, gently held his hand, and put her fingers on Lu Yimo's wrist.

After a while, Song Mingyi took back her hand.

This time, he directly took out the gold and silver needles.

It was already half an hour after a set of acupuncture was applied.

Song Mingyi's face was as pale as white paper, and her clothes were soaked with sweat.

However, this set of acupuncture techniques that saved the lives of Mrs. Lin and Er Bao had no effect on Lu Yimo.

He was still lying there quietly.

Song Mingyi frowned tightly and pursed her lips.

Soon, she was about to give Lu Yimo acupuncture again, but just when she was about to make a move, she was stopped by Lu Shenxing.

Lu Shenxing looked at her and said, "Mingyi, that's enough."

Song Mingyi's mood suddenly became unbearable.

He yelled: "Enough? Why is it enough! Don't you see? He is still lying here, waiting for me, my mother, to save him! Why is it enough!"

"Lu Shenxing, what nonsense are you talking about! Get out of my way immediately! Otherwise, don't blame me for falling out with you!"

Lu Shenxing had never seen Song Mingyi like this.

He knew that Song Mingyi was very angry and angry now, but he still didn't get out of the way.

"Mingyi, you are too tired to continue the treatment..."

"Can't? Who says it can't be done! You don't have anything to say about Lu Shenxing!"

She looked at Yao Qingchuan and said, "Dr. Yao, please drag this man away from me immediately. Don't let him influence me to save Mo Mo!"

Yao Qingchuan did not move. He sighed and said: "Teacher Song, I know you are a ghost doctor, and I also know that your medical skills are very good. But you are not a god after all, and not everyone can be saved..."

"Especially what the young master injured was his brain. Even today with highly developed medical civilization, the brain is still the most mysterious organ in the body."

"The brain is injured. In addition to necessary medical treatment, our best way is to pray to God to bless the young master for a speedy recovery..."

Song Mingyi knew what Yao Qingchuan said.

Just because she knew it so well, her emotions suddenly couldn't hold back at this moment.

She held Lu Yimo's hand and shouted: "Mo Mo... Mo Mo... open your eyes and look at mom!"

"Look at mom! Didn't you say you want mom to stay with you? Now mom has time, please open your eyes and look at me..."

Song Mingyi's tears were like broken pearls, sliding down her face: "Momo, don't you love your mother the most? Can't you see your mother crying? Then why are you letting your mother cry now? Wake up quickly, you are good and obedient Please wake up soon, okay?”

Every word is like a cuckoo crying for blood.

Lin Weiyan was on the side, pretending to be grief-stricken.

However, the expression on her face, which was covered by her hands, was relaxed.

Lu Yimo is now in a vegetative state, so the things he heard will not be spread.

In this way, the secret that Lu Yimo and Er Bao were not her biological children would not be revealed.

As long as he has this identity, no matter how much Lu Yimo and Erbao hate him, even if Lu Shenxing is now in love with him.

She still has countless opportunities to get rid of Song Mingyi.

Lin Weiyan believes that the final victory will only belong to her!

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