He rubbed her hair, wiped away her tears, and asked softly: "Have you been there?"

"Well...she hasn't woken up, and her high fever hasn't gone away. She was still talking nonsense when I went there. Ji Changmu's condition is even worse. He is in the intensive care unit and can't even see her." Ye Jiaqi cried uncomfortably.

A throbbing pain in the heart.

"Nothing will happen to little Youzi, but it's hard to say for Ji Changmu." Qiao Muyuan frowned, "I have already communicated with the hospital."

"Jing Rui also told me when I went there that Ji Changmu's condition was very bad, but Jing Rui also told me that Xiao Youzi kept saying before she fell into coma that if Ji Changmu had any problems, she wouldn't be alive.

Already."

"I know, I know." Josnian knew it in his heart, "I won't let this happen."

This little girl seems to be more heartless and forgetful than anyone else, but she is very affectionate.

"Josnian... there is nothing we can do..." Ye Jiaqi felt desperate for the first time. There was nothing they could do about such a thing. The only thing they could do was to save Ji Changmu's life, but what could they do to save it? The whole capital

The best doctors are already here.

"I have communicated with the hospital. The initiative now lies with the hospital. We can only passively accept all results." Qiaosnian calmly analyzed with her, "If the worst happens, Qiao Muyuan must stabilize her emotions.

."

"Jing Rui said that Zhixing is already on his way back to China."

"Why is he back?"

"He came back with his mentor. His mentor is one of the best brain experts in the world. Maybe he can save Ji Changmu."

Josnian didn't have high expectations. He just nodded and wiped away Ye Jiaqi's tears: "Yeah."

Ye Jiaqi didn't ask too much from Josnian. She also knew that Josnian was a man, not a god, and there were always things he couldn't do anything about.

The so-called resignation to fate is mostly like this.

Beijing is very cold in winter.

On a December night, tiny snowflakes floated, and when the wind blew, the flakes became chaotic and danced in a chaotic manner under the light and shadow of the street lamp.

A thin layer of snow gradually accumulated on the roof, black and white, chilling and cold.

The capital is still the same capital, with bright lights and strange lights.

The private plane landed on the tarmac at Qiao Zhai.

Qiao Zhixing didn't expect it to snow in his hometown. Fortunately, he wore a long gray coat and a scarf. When he came down, he looked up at the white flakes of snow everywhere.

The wind blew across his young and energetic cheeks and bangs, and Qiao Zhixing's usually relaxed and cheerful face became a little more serious and serious.

He put his hands in his coat pockets and got off the plane with his mentor.

Qiao Zhai had already prepared hot tea, but time waited for no one. They did not sit down to drink tea, but took the car directly to the hospital.

Sitting in the back row of the car, which was very warm, Qiao Zhixing took off his gloves and scarf, took a breath, and his fair face had elegant features.

He handed over Ji Changmu's examination reports to the teachers, and they conducted professional medical communication in English throughout the process.

In the eyes of Dr. Beutle, Qiao Zhixing is his favorite student. He has not received such an outstanding student for many years. He is very talented and talented in medicine. He is simply a rare genius.

Moreover, because of his young age, Qiao Zhixing is bolder and more talented. He has independently published many professional medical papers some time ago, causing a sensation in the medical community.
Chapter completed!