[ABO] Orange can't be bullied

"Qiao Xuwei, Qiao Xuwei..."

Gu Cheng lay on Qiao Xuwei's body, his face was stained red with blood, he couldn't believe that Qiao Xuwei died just like that.

Great, heartbeat, and breathing...

Qiao Xuwei is still alive, he is still alive.

Picking up Qiao Xuwei's arm, exhausting all his strength was useless, he couldn't resist moving him with his small body, but luckily he found a wheelbarrow in the warehouse, put him in it with all his strength, and pushed such a The wheelbarrow struggled on the road.

Qiao Xuwei's lips were turning white, his body was rapidly losing temperature, and his pulse was constantly weakening. He kept calling him: "Qiao Xuwei, hold on, I'll take you to the hospital right now."

The cell phone was about to run out of battery, and both his and Qiao Xuwei's cars had been run out of gasoline. The only way to do it was to lean on his legs.

Sister Wang said that he is Qiao Xuwei's omega, and there is a connection between them. He can feel the coldness of Qiao Xuwei's place now, so he can only keep calling him, calling him in his heart.

The weather is not beautiful, and suddenly it rains heavily. The rain in summer has always been rapid. You don't care about how hot you are during the day, especially the rain after night.

In the rain, he quickened his pace.

Every second Qiao Xuwei was exposed to rain, his body temperature dropped a little faster.

The night was completely deep, and Gu Cheng was walking slowly on the muddy dirt road, one foot in front of the other. He didn't know how long he had walked.

Eventually, a stumbling alcoholic on his way is his only lifeline: "Do you have a cell phone, please?"

The drunkard touched Gu Cheng's face, this fragrant omega is really hard to see here: "Oh, your little omega looks good, of course I have a mobile phone, but you have to let me touch it , I can give it to you."

Tears and rain mixed together, not to mention kissing, as long as he can give him a mobile phone and let him call, he is willing to do anything: "...OK."

The expected pickle did not arrive, only to see the drunken alcoholic with a swollen head and unconscious on the ground, while the assailant was expressionless and unapologetic.

In the gloom, a piece of sunshine finally came into view, and Gu Cheng was overjoyed: "Brother Zheng Xing."

There is Jiang Zengyi in the car behind him.

"Don't talk, let's take Qiao Xuwei to the hospital first."

In the evening, he suddenly found the location uploaded by Qiao Xuwei in the company's network disk. The network disk was shared by the two of them. Qiao Xuwei sent the location all the time. There must be something wrong. It's a pity that the location It's not accurate, it's only located within a radius of five kilometers.

He could only lead people to investigate bit by bit. Later, he found bloodstains in the warehouse, but the bloodstains were washed away by the rain, and they couldn't find their route. Fortunately, he finally found them.

Qiao Xuwei's operation lasted more than five hours in the operating room. After hearing the news, Qiao's parents, who were traveling around the world, threw away the RV and didn't want their luggage. They took the nearest flight and bought economy class in a hurry. rushed back.

Zheng Xing and Jiang Zengyi contacted the best doctor, and tried every means to save Qiao Xuwei's life. Gu Cheng was still wearing that suit, which was dried by his own body temperature, and there were large and small mud spots on his trouser legs. Turning purple, the body trembled uncontrollably.

The attending doctor came out of the operating room with a solemn expression: "Which of you is Qiao Xuwei's family?"

Papa Qiao held Papa Qiao's hand tightly: "We all are."

After signing the documents, the attending doctor called them to the next conversation room: "The operation was successful. Fortunately, due to the impact of the angle of the pistol, the bullet caused a penetrating injury to the lungs and did not hit the heart. The fortune is Keep it, it's just..."

This just grabbed Gu Cheng's heart again: "Just what?"

The doctor sighed, this alpha is still so young: "It's just that the bullet injured the patient's spine, he has lost his spontaneous breathing and can only rely on a ventilator to maintain it, and he has now entered a deep coma state, with almost no response to the outside world. "

What does it mean to lose spontaneous breathing?

Will he die if the ventilator is removed?

Gu Cheng choked up: "Then will he still wake up?"

The doctor didn't want to pour cold water on the patient's family, but the nature of his work required him to tell them the truth: "It's possible, it depends on the patient's awareness of survival, but I need to tell you that even if he wakes up, there is still a possibility. It is very likely to become a high paraplegia and lie in bed forever."

Father Qiao shook his figure: "Okay, thank you doctor."

His hands were as cold as iron, and Dad Qiao was very anxious: "Can your body hold it? Do you want to take a rest?"

Qiao's father pulled away from Qiao's father's hand, and staggered towards the bench in the hospital. In just a few months, Ding Xin passed away, and his only son became a half-dead man: "I'm fine, I want to be alone. "

After walking two steps, Father Qiao passed out from exhaustion.

For four days in a row, Qiao Xuwei lived in the ward, and Gu Cheng went to the hospital every day and only had to live in the hospital. During this period, all the pet shops were handed over to Fang Wenming, and Qiao's father also looked for him many times. Tell him that Qiao Xuwei may not wake up in this life, and hope that he can leave Qiao Xuwei and start a new life as soon as possible.

He thought more than once, if he had been able to go to him not so recklessly, at least calm down and think about it, or had notified Zheng Xing in advance, would the matter have another ending.

Sister Wang brought a large bowl of herbal food. These days, he is just like Gu Cheng, he is restless and weeping. Sometimes he folds clothes for Qiao Xuwei, and he will cry. How can a good person become so.

"You have been staying with Mr. Qiao in the hospital for the past few days. Your face is sunken. I made a medicinal diet. You can drink some and make up for it."

The strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine made Gu Cheng frowned. He couldn't live up to Sister Wang's kindness. He reached out to take the bowl of medicinal soup, and with a flick of his wrist, the whole bowl fell to the ground.

Sister Wang hurriedly checked whether he was burned, and apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, Mr. Gu, I'll serve another bowl."

For a while, the whole room smelled of traditional Chinese medicine. Gu Cheng covered her mouth and retched non-stop. There was no food in her stomach, and she couldn't vomit anything. She could only wipe away her tears and declined Sister Wang's kindness.

"No, I can't eat it."

Sister Wang took a rag to wipe off the soup on the floor. He was afraid that Qiao Xuwei would collapse before he woke up.

After bringing breakfast and milk, Sister Wang earnestly said, "You must eat something. You won't be back until after [-] o'clock in the evening these few days. You won't be able to rest for long. You will go to the hospital again at dawn the next day. Your body won't be able to handle it at all."

Forced himself, he took two bites of bread, didn't chew a few mouthfuls, and drank half a glass of milk. Not knowing if he was full, he picked up the car key with a swipe of his mouth: "It's okay, I can hold on."

Sister Wang was helpless, and said: "Well, Mr. Gu, be careful on the road."

Qiao's father went to deal with the reporter's issue, but all the visitors disappeared, while Qiao Xuwei was lying on the hospital bed, and the silence in the ward was terrifying.

His whole body is full of tubes, the ventilator is working, nurses come in to change the medicine from time to time, the nurses accompany him around the clock, and Gu Cheng tells him stories from time to time while sitting and massaging.

It's just that he still doesn't show any signs of waking up.

When he came out to get lunch, Gu Cheng heard crying one after another. In the past few days, it is inevitable to encounter this kind of parting in the hospital. This is the begging of the living to the dead. Ask them to leave later, but the fact always backfires.

"Give it up, let it go."

The nurse pushed the hospital bed, and the deceased on the bed was covered by a white cloth. They hurriedly pushed forward, with relatives and friends following behind them. Suddenly, an arm that was still warm fell out from under the white cloth and touched Gu Cheng. palm.

An invisible force wanted to pull all his strength out of his body again.

He kneeled on his knees, this feeling...

This feeling was also felt when Ding Xin had just passed away.

Hope was rekindled.

Is there any hope for him to save Qiao Xuwei?