The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Ning Quruo said expressionlessly, "I understand.

He only said these four words, and then he had no intention of talking, but waited at the door of the operating room.

The doctor took one look and sighed.

As a doctor, the most difficult thing is often when facing the patient's life and death.

Although this Miss Gu is not dead.

But the news of coma is not much different from death.

If there must be, it is probably because there is still a glimmer of hope in everyone's hearts that this person may wake up one day.

The doctor walked away.

The corridor fell silent again.

It's like a pool of stagnant water. ˜”*°•.˜˜.•°*”˜

Everyone seemed to have had their souls drained out in an instant and became puppets on strings.

Until the door of the operating room opened again and the hospital bed was pushed out.

Ning Quruo moved and grabbed the railing of the hospital bed with one hand.

In sight, countless people rushed up, and countless hands came to touch the railing.

And one of the hands... had fair skin and slender fingers. They looked extremely delicate, but they also looked extremely familiar to the man.

The man raised his eyes.

Ning Ruoqing's excessively pale face caught his eye.

Ning Quruo said in a light voice, "Second uncle."

He saw the man opposite him raising his eyes in his direction, and could even clearly see his figure reflected in Ning Ruoqing's amber eyes similar to Gu Weimian's.

"Second uncle, you just heard the doctor say that Weimian is like this entirely because of something wrong with her. You only left her a small scar, so we have no right to sue you.

He spoke in such a gentle and humble manner, which he had never done since he was a child.

He smiled and said, "It's just about hurting people on purpose... Can the second uncle be a little later? At least, let her wake up."

He said, touching the woman's soft hair.

Because the injury was on the forehead, the doctor shaved off a small piece of hair to facilitate the surgery.

"Look at how she is now. Even if you scold her, she won't react at all. It's not much fun to torture her, don't you think?"

Ning Ruoqing's fingers trembled uncontrollably.

Ning Quruo didn't take another look, turned around and followed several nurses to push Gu Weimian's bed back.

Just as the ward door was about to close, a big hand with distinct joints stretched out.

Ning Quruo lowered his eyes and saw Huo Yan sitting in a wheelchair.

The two looked at each other in silence.

Ning Quruo's eyes felt cold and he was about to close the door when Huo Yan whispered,

"There's no use staying with her."

Ning Quruo's cold face sank, followed by a hint of sneer, "I'm sorry to bother you on your business trip to Citi Country."

Seeing the man become silent again, Ning Quruo breathed a sigh of relief and was about to close the door when he was pushed away by Huo Yan.

At the same time, his whole body was lifted open by Huo Yan.

Ning Quruo's face turned completely dark.

Seeing Huo Yan walking towards Gu Weimian's hospital bed, he walked up quickly to drive Huo Yan out, but someone pressed his shoulder.

Turning his head, Duan Qianchuan appeared in the ward.

"Don't you want to know how you woke up from the last sleepless coma?"

Ning Quruo was stunned for a moment.

Duan Qianchuan didn't say anything specific just now.

He thought that Gu Weimian woke up on his own after lying for a while.

Is not it?

Duan Qianchuan walked to Gu Weimian's side and said, "Yuan Xiu."

The person on the bed made no sign of waking up.