No matter how Fu Yiqian screamed, Fu Xixi on the treatment bed showed no reaction at all.

The heart rate meter on the side kept leveling.

The atmosphere in the entire treatment room fell into a deathly stiffness and suffocating tension.

Fu Yiqian's eyes began to turn red.

He was worried that Fu Xixi would never wake up again! He was afraid of losing her completely! He couldn't imagine the days when he would never see Fu Xixi again, nor could he imagine her lying in the cold cemetery.

However, the rescue has been going on for more than three hours, and the heart rate monitor has leveled off. Is there still a glimmer of hope?

Subconsciously, he thought not, and was considering whether to call Bo Zhanye, so that if he couldn't wake up... he could see him for the last time...

But he doesn't want to accept this fact!

No!

Xixi will not die!!! Absolutely not!

He continued to hold Fu Xixi's hand and said one sentence after another:

"Xixi, your parents love you so much, and your eldest brother, second brother, and third brother love you so much, so you just recognized us, and you haven't fulfilled your filial piety. Are you reluctant to leave?

And Xiao Mo and Yaya, they are so cute and small, are you willing to leave them behind and let them be single-parent children without a mother?

The most pitiable thing is Bo Jiu. He doesn't love anyone but you. How painful would it be if he received the news of your death? How should he go about his future life? Are you willing to let him live in grief for the rest of his life?

Xixi, listen to your brother and wake up, okay? We need you...

Xixi...xixi..."

One call after another, so deep and urgent, choked with sobs.

Lan Jiao lay on the bed, feeling unspeakable jealousy in her heart.

When she died, thousands of people cursed her, and after her death, thousands of people despised her. No one worried about her or felt sorry for her.

But now, the aloof prince is heartbroken about Fu Xixi. If Bo Zhanye, Fu Ziyang and the others knew about it, they would do the same.

They are the same woman, have the same appearance, and were even born on the same day, same year, same month, and the results are so different.

What has her life become?

She suddenly felt that it would be better if Fu Xixi died, since her life was just like this anyway, and if there was no improvement, it would be better to go to hell together.

However...

‘Beep, beep, beep!’ The originally parallel heart meter suddenly fluctuated.

"It's alive! It's saved! The lady is alive!" The extremely excited voice filled the entire treatment room.

Qiao Sang continued to intensify his rescue efforts, unwilling to let go even for a fraction of a second.

Fu Yiqian's eyes lit up with stars, and he cried with joy: "That's great, Xixi, I know you are the best child and won't make us sad.

Thank God...Thank God..."

He excitedly held Fu Xixi's hand and thanked God. He believed in miracles and gods for the first time.

Because no one understands this kind of fear, fear, and the feeling of losing and finding, which is more joyful than all the beautiful things.

It was also the first time for Qiao Sang to see a man looking so helpless and happy. You have to know when he, standing at the top of power and omnipotent, had ever been so excited?

She couldn't help but smile and her eyes filled with water.

What a charming and loving man.

...

Until night, Fu Xixi did not wake up, but her stable heart rate and physical signs indicated that she was safe.

Her cell phone rang again and again, all messages from Bo Zhanye:

【When did you come over?】

【Um?】

【Busy?】

Fu Yiqian knew Fu Xixi's password lock and also knew her mentality and didn't want Bo Zhanye to worry.

So he swiped to unlock and replied: [My condition is not very good this afternoon and I am still in the treatment room.]
Chapter completed!