"Family, don't be nervous. Put him down and we will carry him onto a stretcher."

An urgent voice came from his ears, and Jiang Linchuan looked at the strange face in front of him in a daze.

who are they?

Are you here to save the great god?

Yes, he called "120", these are the people who came to save the great god.

Jiang Linchuan carefully placed the person in his arms on the stretcher and forced himself to smile, "Please help me save my husband, and I must teach him."

His husband is still alive.

An hour ago, I was still talking to him.

The brain was roaring, buzzing, and the things in the field of vision were dazed and they formed a heavy shadow.

Under the horrified eyes of medical staff around him, Jiang Linchuan fell down with his body shaking.

—

When Jiang Linchuan woke up, he saw a familiar hospital scene.

There was a nurse over fifty years old in the room.

He asked, "Auntie, do you know where my husband is?"

He was anxious for a moment and fell into a coma. He didn't know how the great god was doing.

"husband?"

The old nurse shook her head in confusion, "Tell me your name, maybe I can find it to you. Just telling you your husband, there are so many people in this hospital, I really don't know which one it is."

"Name, He Mingqiu."

Jiang Fuchuan got off the bed, his eyes full of hope.

The old nurse thought carefully for a moment, "Is it the one who lost breath before being sent to the hospital?"

"Yes, yes, it's him."

Jiang Linchuan held the old nurse's hand, "How is he doing now?"

“Not very good.”

The old nurse said regretfully: "As soon as I came here, I went into the rescue room. It has been so long and there is no news yet. I guess..."

"No, no."

Jiang Zhichuan was unwilling to believe it, and he trembled with his lips, "Auntie, can you take me to the rescue room? I have to wait for him. When he comes out, he will be safe, he will definitely be."

How could a great god who brought back the situation of death in the game and created countless classic wonderful moments of turning defeat into victory in the game?

Just kidding that the universe is destroyed, Jiang Buchuan believes that it is only because he doesn't believe that the great god will die.

If you die, you will have to celebrate your 100th birthday.

The old nurse saw that he was excited and was afraid that he would faint again when he woke up, so she quickly responded, "I'll take you there, I'll take you there."

"Thank you, thank you aunt, thank you aunt."

Jiang Linchuan kept bowing, suppressing the whine in his chest, and followed the old nurse.

Go around and turn, and you will arrive in a while.

"Just ahead, the people and the medical staff have not come out yet. Don't worry, your husband will have a good fortune and will survive."

The old nurse looked at the little boy behind her and she burst into tears in a deep voice. She thought of her child and comforted her softly.

"Okay...thank you aunt."

Jiang Linchuan squatted down against the wall, staring at the lights in the rescue room without blinking.

Seeing this, the old nurse left silently.

—

Jiang Linchuan waited for a long time, and his eyes became sore, so he pinched his palms to allow the pain to maintain his awake time.

The lights in the rescue room were turned off without any warning.

The door was pushed open.

Jiang Linchuan woke up suddenly and stood up. He walked up to meet the first doctor.

"Doctor, how is my husband?"

The doctor rubbed his temples exhausted and said, "Here I'm rescued."

The simple four words made Jiang Kuichuan feel relieved.

Just save it, just save it.

"The patient has a family-borne heart disease and should have been treated before. It should have relapsed once in recent years. We have not detected his resistance to drugs. I think it was because he did not take the medicine, which led to a temporary shock."

(I'm sorry for making up!)

The doctor looked serious, "The patient is your husband, right?"

Jiang Linchuan said "yes" ignorantly.

"You should take good care of your husband and let him take medicine on time. He is so handsome. He died at a young age. How sad is his family members."

"No one wants to give black-haired people a black-haired person, right?"

"Yes, yes." Jiang Zhichuan cooperated and agreed.

"Okay, the patient has been transferred to the general ward. You two are so fucked to the general ward."
Chapter completed!