Reborn as the God of Death and became the Captain of the Ten Blades

Wang Xiaomi was not giving up. She was used to Mark's attitude. She picked up a piece of celery with chopsticks and put it into her mouth, chewing slowly. She continued, "Husband, think about it. There are many patients with the same disease in our country now. How painful they must be."

The old man also echoed: "That's right, if it can really be promoted, it will be a great merit."

"I checked online and found that this disease is still a terminal illness and cannot be cured." At this point, Wang Xiaomi suddenly became excited: "It means that the person's method has not been promoted, or even that we are just lucky to have been treated."

Her eyes were filled with excitement. As a wife, she was happiest that her husband was saved from the pain of a terminal illness. It would be even better if we could cooperate to promote this method.

As for what bargaining chips I had, I had long forgotten about them. I just thought that person didn't like to be in the spotlight.

Being in the spotlight is what I am best at, isn't it? I, Wang Xiaomi, have seen all kinds of storms.

Seeing that her mother-in-law was about to speak, Wang Xiaomi waved her hand: "Mom, let me say it..."

Before he could finish, there was a loud bang on the table, followed by a familiar and angry voice: "How many times have I told you not to mention this!"

"I..." Wang Xiaomi was speechless, feeling a little aggrieved and angry, and she also slammed the table and stood up: "Mark, what's wrong with me? I just care about you and hope that our family can live a good life in the future."

At this point, Mark's eyes suddenly became fierce. It was the first time that Wang Xiaomi saw Mark so angry. He never showed such an expression when his son was lost before. She was confused for a moment.

Mark turned to his daughter and said, "Take your brother out to play, and be safe."

Mary didn't seem surprised and walked away with her frightened brother.

When his daughter and son completely disappeared from his sight, Mark's face turned gloomy and he said to his wife: "Wang Xiaomi, if you mention this to me again, I will divorce you."

As soon as the words fell, the air condensed instantly. Wang Xiaomi didn't expect Mark to say this. She was at a loss, pointing at Mark with both hands, trembling all over, pointing at her husband in front of her, speechless.

The old man immediately stood up and yelled, "You are crazy, Mark, I tell you, if you dare to divorce me, I will sever the mother-son relationship with you."

Mark regretted it as soon as he finished speaking, but the matter had to be resolved, so he said, "If you mention it again, I agree." After that, he went straight back to the house.

Leaving behind two people at a loss.

……

"Sister, I'm hungry." Manou looked up and said to Mali, with longing in his pitiful eyes.

Ma Li was not full either. She looked around and set her sights on a barbecue restaurant: "Come on, sister will take you to eat barbecue."

"it is good."

"Boss, give me a basket." He took the basket and began to pick.

Perhaps it was the nature of a child, Manju became extremely curious about the surroundings. His eyes lit up, and when he suddenly found something interesting, he quickly walked away.

Ma Li didn't notice at all. She picked very carefully and said, "Manou, we have your favorite chicken legs and sausages. What do you want to eat?"

Suddenly, a sharp horn sounded across the sky, and I seemed to hear a very slight sound of falling objects in my ears, as if I felt something.

Turning around, she saw the body of a child lying in the middle of the road. At first she didn't care, she just felt a little familiar, and a feeling of palpitations strangled her breath.

"No way... No way..." This was the only thought in my mind. I comforted myself with a hopeless hope, and my steps seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

When I approached to confirm, my head immediately buzzed, and the people around me heard a heart-wrenching scream: "Agate..."

Hospital, emergency room.

Mary leaned against the wall, sobbing quietly.

A series of rapid footsteps were heard.

Mark, Wang Xiaomi, grandma, Tian Ye and Zhao Ling came together.

"Dad..." Mary stood up and stood timidly.

“Pa…” Mark was so angry that he almost used all his strength: “I told you to be careful, be safe, how did you take care of your brother?”

Ma Li's suppressed emotions suddenly burst out, and she was completely unaware of the pain on her face: "Dad, Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of my brother." After saying that, she burst into tears.

Wang Xiaomi stepped forward quickly, hugged Ma Li in her arms, stroked her flushed cheeks lovingly, and comforted her: "It's okay, Ma Naoji is blessed by heaven, it's okay, it will be okay." She couldn't help shedding tears.

Tian Ye had a look of anger and distress on his face, and questioned Mark: "Mark, what did you promise me? It's only been a short time, and our son has become like this. If anything happens to our son, I will never forgive you." He couldn't help crying.

Zhao Ling didn't say anything. He and Mark looked at each other with complicated and worried expressions, staring at the door of the emergency room in a daze.

About two hours later, the flashing lights in the emergency room stopped abruptly. As the cold door slowly opened, everyone's hearts rose to their throats, revealing a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

"Doctor, is my son okay?" Mark walked over and asked nervously.

The doctor walking in front took off his mask, unable to hide the disappointment in his eyes: "I'm sorry, we tried our best."

Hearing this, Ma Li collapsed on the ground, her eyes dull, and she murmured, "How is it possible? How is it possible? It only took a moment."

Tian Ye couldn't bear it any longer, and with tears in his eyes, he stepped forward and slapped her, shouting angrily: "Ma Li, I will never forgive you in my life."

Everyone looked at Manou lying on the hospital bed. At this moment, Manou's body was filled with dense needles and tubes. The air was deathly silent and no one dared to breathe loudly.

Mark held back his tears, his heart aching, wishing it was him lying on the bed.

The doctor just said, "The child has a series of comminuted fractures all over his body, and his abdominal cavity is filled with blood. What's more serious is that his ribs are completely inserted into his lungs, and his head is also seriously injured. Normally, Manou can hold on for another night." After saying that, he sighed and left the ward. Poor child.

One night, one night. These three words lingered over everyone's head like a nightmare.

The most painful thing in the world is not seeing the young die. Grandma is numb now. She can't accept the fact before her. She just feels dizzy and holds her body together, not daring to move a step.

I was afraid that if I fainted, I would never see my precious grandson again.

"What should I do? What should I do?" Mark muttered to himself like a possessed person.

"There must be hope, there must be hope." Mark racked his brains.

Zhao Ling then spoke up: "Old Ma, let's go to another hospital. Maybe there is still hope. I know a friend who is an excellent doctor. Maybe he can help."

When the others heard this, hope ignited in their eyes.

"I'll go and handle the transfer procedures." Zhao Ling had no idea and could only do his best and leave the rest to fate.

Suddenly, Mark moved, and quickly pulled out the needle from Manjue's body in front of everyone's horrified eyes.

"You're crazy, Mark." Tian Ye shouted anxiously.

Mark seemed not to have heard it. Instead, he quickened his hands, wrapped himself in the quilt, and slammed the door while holding his son.