Action to Save Little White Flower [Quick Transmigration GL]

Outside the operating room, the familiar sound of high-heeled shoes kept approaching. Shen Qingwei turned her head and saw Zhao Xingyue who was walking in a hurry, and immediately went up to meet her.

She is helpless and hesitant now, and most of the money in the medical card has been spent. Whether Shen's mother can survive in the end depends on today's desperate fight.

Zhao Xingyue gave her a strong hug, "Don't be afraid!"

How could Shen Qingwei not be afraid now.

When signing the informed consent form for the operation, her hands were shaking.

Shen's mother's current situation is very grim. Without surgery, she can only live for a few days. She is also living on a hospital bed with a ventilator. Although surgery is extremely risky, the success rate is only 50.00%. It can prolong life for several years.

In order to be able to talk to her mother again, Shen Qingwei chose to give it a go.

Signing the surgery agreement was considered to be the most important decision she made in her life, except when she was filling out the college entrance examination application.

But she was still afraid.

She was so afraid that her heart trembled, and she was afraid that if Shen's mother did anything wrong on the operating table, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

When she was scared to death, Zhao Xingyue came.

She couldn't explain why she called Zhao Xingyue, and why she expected Zhao Xingyue to accompany her at the door of the operating room. Before she could find out the answer, Zhao Xingyue on the opposite side had already hung up the phone.

She thought Zhao Xingyue would not come.

But here she is.

Like a dandelion seed blowing in the wind, Shen Qingwei suddenly found a place to stay.

The two sat on the waiting chairs outside, and Shen Qingwei hugged Zhao Xingyue tightly, hoping to draw strength from her.

Perhaps it was due to her psychological factors. After Zhao Xingyue appeared, Shen Qingwei felt that her emotions had stabilized a lot.

Not so scared, not so hesitant.

People in the Shen family are not cowards, she thought, just like her mother is sober, between lingering for a few days and fighting for life and death, she will definitely choose the latter like her.

After all, what's so scary about dying if living is all about suffering?

Zhao Xingyue didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only hold her hand.

He said to Shen Qingwei again and again: "Don't be afraid."

Amid the shouts of "Don't be afraid", Shen Qingwei found that her tears had stopped, but she didn't want to leave Zhao Xingyue's arms at all, she just wanted to hold her quietly.

She was afraid that as soon as she let go of Zhao Xingyue, she would become a rootless duckweed again, and could only fall into the endless whirlpool along the current.

Time passed minute by minute.

Ding--

The lights in the operating room turned from red to green, and the door opened.

The first one to come out was a nurse with a serious expression, "Let me go, let me go, the patient has to be transferred to the ICU."

Seeing Shen's mother being pushed out, Zhao Xingyue and Shen Qingwei immediately followed the doctor's life.

Outside the ICU, Shen Qingwei looked at her mother surrounded by busy doctors and nurses through the transparent glass.

But in just half a month, she has lost her human form.

The cheeks were deeply sunken, and the cheekbones were high and protruding. If she hadn't seen her mother suffering from illnesses like this every day, she would not have believed that this was her own mother.

In Shen Qingwei's memory, her mother has always been beautiful. When she was young, she often wore a flowery skirt she made by herself, and carried herself outside, and asked her father to take pictures of the two of them with a fool's camera.

The doctor who rescued him took off his mask and said to Shen Qingwei: "We have tried our best. Now it depends on your mother's fortune. If you can survive the most dangerous 24 hours, there should be no problem later. But if something happens in the middle Any complications, we can only try our best to rescue."

Shen Qingwei knew the meaning of his words, choked and said: "Thank you doctor, you have worked hard."

Zhao Xingyue hugged her shoulders from the side.

For the next 24 hours, she stayed by Shen Qingwei's side.

She is not a mortal, even if she enters a mortal body, she does not need to sleep. When her body is resting, her soul is perceiving Shen Qingwei's condition.

Shen Qingwei hadn't slept, and she couldn't sleep either.

The two of them just sat outside the door of the ICU. When Zhao Xingyue was taking a nap, she stared blankly at the ICU ward.

Suddenly, Zhao Xingyue felt a familiar icy breath. She opened her eyes, but saw an extra acquaintance in the ward.

Sensing her gaze, the life-threatening ghost messenger turned his head and opened his eyes wide.

He stammered: "Master, sir?"

Zhao Xingyue shook his head at him.

The ghost messenger was full of embarrassment, "My lord, the time has come for this person. If I fail to take her ghost away in time and go down to the underworld, I will be punished by the lord."

Zhao Xingyue said in her heart: "I know you are in a dilemma. Her fate should not have a specific time for her death. It is still an hour long. Please accommodate me and let my friend say goodbye to her."

For the fate of ordinary people, the time of killing is accurate to the moment, but for people like Shen's mother who died prematurely due to the influence of evil spirits, the time of being killed is only accurate to the hour.

One moment at a time is death, and two moments at a time is also death.

Whether he can live for a while or not depends entirely on the ghost's time and mood.

This is not a difficult task, the ghost officer thought, he walked into the ward again, and lightly wiped Shen's mother's face, all the monitors in the room started beeping crazily.

Before Shen Qingwei could react, the doctors and nurses rushed into the ward, and the curtain was pulled to block the view from the outside.

Shen Qingwei's hands were as cold as ice. She held onto Zhao Xingyue's hand, and the chill penetrated into Zhao Xingyue's bones along the skin.

Zhao Xingyue held her shoulders tightly, "Don't be afraid."

Shen Qingwei didn't speak.

Although she couldn't see anything, she kept her eyes fixed on the direction of the ICU without blinking, hoping to wait for a good answer.

After a while, the tired doctor came out of the room.

He said: "The patient is awake and wants to see you. Come in with me."

"My mother is awake?! Really?!" Hearing that her mother had woken up, Shen Qingwei was overjoyed at first, but under the doctor's sympathetic gaze, she slowly calmed down, "Is...is it a flashback?"

The doctor didn't answer the question, but said: "The patient doesn't have much time, so hurry up."

Shen Qingwei had a sore nose and almost cried again.

Fortunately, she was still holding Zhao Xingyue's hand, and the other party gave her a lot of support.

Zhao Xingyue: "Don't cry, it's important to see Auntie first."

Shen Qingwei raised her hand viciously and wiped her face, "Don't cry, I don't cry, I want to laugh."

As she spoke, she pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying.

After entering, the doctors and nurses retreated behind the two of them.

Sure enough, Shen's mother was awake as the previous doctor said.

The ventilator she was wearing had already been taken off, and the eyes looking at Shen Qingwei at this moment were full of reluctance and tenderness.

Mother Shen: "Xiaowei..."

Shen Qingwei walked over quickly, took her hand that was stretched out to her, and responded crisply: "Hey."

Although I told myself to smile and maintain a good mood in front of my mother, when I held my mother's skinny hand, which was like chicken feet, she still couldn't hold back the tears, and they fell down.

Mother Shen: "Don't cry, there's nothing to cry about. I'm so happy now. I saw your dad just now, and your dad said... If I don't go, he's going to leave. In my heart... Now...the only...the only thing I can't let go of is you."

Mother Shen: "After Mom is gone, you have to take good care of yourself, eat well, sleep well, don't... stay up late and play with your phone, it's not good for your eyes, you know?"

Shen Qingwei: "I know, I know. I know it all."

Mother Shen tried her best to raise her hand, touched her face, and said with a smile: "It's a pity, I haven't seen my future son-in-law yet..."

Shen Qingwei was sad in her heart, but she pretended to be shy on her face, "Mom, what are you talking about?!"

After Shen's mother finished what she wanted to say, she noticed another person standing in the room.

Seeing Zhao Xingyue, she laughed.

Mother Shen: "This girl...is really handsome."

As soon as the voice fell, the heart rate on the monitor was suddenly pulled into a straight line.

Amidst the loud sirens, it took Shen Qingwei a while to realize what had happened.

She fell on her mother's body and burst into tears.

"Mother--"

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Zhao Xingyue helped Shen Qingwei organize the funeral.

Shen Qingwei's grandparents and grandparents all went very early. The Shen family had no relatives. Only a few neighbors who had lived for many years came to the funeral. Knowing what to say to comfort her, he could only sigh, put incense sticks on Shen's mother, and left.

The cemetery had been chosen long ago, and it was next to Father Shen.

On the day of closing the coffin, Zhao Xingyue came.

Shen Qingwei stood beside her, dressed in black, with white linen on her arms, with a calm expression, only her two red and swollen eyes showed this kind of calm, the calm left after some kind of hysteria.

Leaning on Zhao Xingyue's shoulder, she said in a weak voice, "I don't have a mother anymore."

In this world, there is one less person she can rely on.

Zhao Xingyue did not speak, her eyes were fixed on the two phantoms standing in front of the tomb.

It was a man and a woman. They were both very young. They looked about thirty years old. The man was wearing a suit. He was tall, thin and handsome. He wore glasses with thin frames. The red floral skirt happily held the man's arm and leaned on his shoulder.

The two of them smiled at Zhao Xingyue and Shen Qingwei.

Behind her, a familiar ghost messenger nodded slightly to Zhao Xingyue.

The ghost messenger said: "Your Majesty heard about you, and specially allowed the two of you to return to reality to see your daughter for the last time."

Zhao Xingyue: "Thank you for your hard work."

When leaving, she was about to reach the edge of the cemetery, when Shen Qingwei suddenly turned her head as if feeling something.

She waved her hand towards the air, and Zhao Xingyue saw that Shen's father and Shen's mother, who were about to be taken away by the ghost messenger, were also waving towards this place.

Shen Qingwei said loudly: "Farewell, Mom and Dad!"

Father Shen and Mother Shen: "Goodbye."

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