You Are My Wings

After Qingqing took a deep breath, she said the last sentence, "...The doctor said that even if the situation is optimistic, Luo Yuxuan has only one week left to live."

"Then what if the situation is not optimistic?" Li Mubai was a little anxious.

Qingqing looked at him and slowly looked away, "...Maybe I won't be able to survive tonight..."

"........."

"........."

There was an eerie silence in the ward.

Li Mubai on the hospital bed opened his mouth, but was speechless, his eyes were blank and blank.

Although he had been mentally prepared for such news, the moment it really arrived, he still felt an indescribable and heart-piercing pain.

The Hong Kong girl with a gentle smile, who would never be cruel to him, was always gentle, submissive, even submissive and obedient to the point of making him feel distressed, has the young girl really reached this point now?

In front of his eyes, he seemed to see that sunny afternoon again, the smile of the girl who asked him for directions in non-standard Mandarin.

"Hello sir, do you know how to get to this place?"

...... Li Mubai's eyes were empty and cold.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that the focus was slowly restored.

Then, he took a deep breath and lifted the sheets off his body.

sit up.

"Let's go, Qingqing," he just said this and stood up in his hospital gown, "Let's go see Yu Xuan."

Qingqing hesitated and wanted to say something, but after seeing Li Mubai's firm eyes, the girl stood silently for two seconds, and finally lowered her head weakly.

"Oh."

Without any resistance, Qingqing bowed her head obediently and followed Li Mubai out of the hospital.

Chapter 254 Dr. Yun

Luo Yongxiang stood in the corridor of the hospital, his expression dead and indifferent.

This once powerful man who occupied half of the underworld in Hong Kong now seems to have aged 20 years overnight, and the wrinkles between his brows and eyes look tired and weak.

It is the most painful thing in the world for all parents.

Back then, in the corridor of such a hospital, with his back to his wife's ward, he could do nothing while listening to his wife's painful cry on the hospital bed.

Fifteen years later, when he stood in the same hospital corridor again, although his daughter was sleeping peacefully in the ward, Luo Yongxiang's grief deepened.

Powerlessness was his greatest pain at this time.

Even though he is the leader of the all-powerful triple gang outside, a famous underworld boss in Southeast Asia, but at this time, he is no different from any ordinary father.

When his wife died, he was in pain, but in order to take care of his daughter, he had to force himself out of the shadows as quickly as possible.

It can be said that over the years, his daughter Yuxuan has always been his spiritual support.

However, just eight hours ago, the doctor's diagnosis had taken away his only hope and spiritual support.

Luo Yongxiang's spirit was about to collapse.

When Nie Tiannan came over, Luo Yongxiang was still standing in the corridor with a blank expression, not responding to the approaching people behind him.

It wasn't until Nie Tiannan called him three times that he suddenly woke up.

"Ah... Anan?" After calming down, Luo Yongxiang's eyes finally regained focus, "What's the matter?"

Nie Tiannan's eyes dimmed, "The people from the Winter Research Institute have already arrived at the hospital, and their person in charge wants to chat with you."

Luo Yongxiang sneered, "These guys... are fast enough. Let them come over, at least come over today, they finally don't have to bother me anymore."

Three minutes later, a woman in a white coat and an English-language work permit came from the other end of the corridor, followed by a group of researchers in the same attire.

These people are from the same research institution, the Winter Research Institute in the United States, and for a long time in the past, they have been trying to contact and convince Luo Yongxiang to follow their advice - send Luo Yuxuan to the institute for treatment.

For these researchers, the seriously ill Luo Yuxuan is an excellent research sample, both in terms of constitution and the rare disease she suffers from.

They have certain confidence that Luo Yuxuan's illness will be cured.

However, Luo Yongxiang has always refused their requests.

Because he didn't want his daughter to be a guinea pig for this group of people, and this research institution was not a professional medical institution, the reason why they said they were sure to cure Luo Yuxuan was only because of Yuxuan's illness and the research of one of their projects. direction related.

For this group of people, treating Luo Yuxuan to make her recover is not the most important thing, what they want is to obtain a rare research sample.

It was because of this realization that Luo Yongxiang never agreed to the request of this group of people.

What's more, the so-called healing methods of these people actually have a success rate of less than [-]%...

Today, however, nothing matters.

Luo Yongxiang looked at the group of people in front of him and smiled sarcastically, "Everyone came fast enough. My daughter was notified of her critical condition in the morning, and you will arrive in the afternoon. This speed seems to be 'intentional'."

None of the researchers said anything about the sarcasm in Luo Yongxiang's words.

The person in charge calmly stretched out a hand and said, "We have been concerned about Miss Luo Yuxuan's condition, so we came as soon as we got the news. I hope Mr. Luo doesn't mind."

Luo Yongxiang raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at the woman in front of him, sneered and reached out to shake her hand, but his indifferent attitude was clear at a glance.