Ling Ang stood there aimlessly, Junpo's body seemed to have lost all control, as if a gust of wind could destroy him, and his soul disappeared.
The waiting time was the most painful. The unknown fear of death and survival almost made him lose consciousness.
Every second he felt like he was lying on a red-hot iron bed. He wanted to struggle violently, but couldn't stand up. The pain made him want to pass out countless times, but he often wandered between life and death. the edge of.
He really couldn't imagine how heartbroken his future life would be if Wang Aoshuang really left like this, or it would be meaningless.
He leaned against the wall, praying and praying, hoping that God would bless her.
His figure kept lingering outside the operating room, looking up at the lights in the operating room countless times.
It seemed like centuries had passed, and when he almost couldn't hold on any longer, the lights in the operating room finally went out.
The doctor finally came out, with a hint of relief on his face.
Ling Ang rushed over like flying, covering the doctor anxiously, "Doctor, how is she?"
The doctor breathed a sigh of relief and smiled slightly, "It was a narrow escape. She was lucky to escape from the hands of death. The rescue was successful and she will fully recover after a period of recuperation."
In an instant, deep joy surged out like a torrent, as if all the happy events in the world seemed to be concentrated on him, and the excitement of his mood was indescribable.
If he was suffering in the 18th level of hell at the previous moment, then he was enjoying in paradise at this moment.
He closed his eyes deeply and thanked God for mercy and allowing her to survive safely!
He felt as if he had been through the gates of hell for thousands of times that day, and his soul had been tortured to pieces.
At this moment, he felt that he was still breathing and heartbeating.
After waiting for a long time, Huang Aoshuang finally came out of the operating room.
Looking at her forehead wrapped in snow-white gauze, her face looked like petals washed by rain.
His heart was filled with both joy and heartache.
Since she is still suffering now, but after all she has escaped from the hands of death, everything will be fine.
After a long time, Wang Aoshuang moved her eyelids slightly and slowly opened her eyes.
In the haze, she saw that incomparable face, and he was looking at her anxiously.
"Aoshuang!" Seeing her open her eyes, he was so excited that he held her palm tightly, almost crushing her palm.
Looking at everything in front of her, Wang Aoshuang realized that she had been saved.
Although seeing Ling Ang, she felt uncontrollable joy in her heart.
But soon she became gloomy again.
She said weakly: "Why did you save me? I should die like this."
Ling Ang was excited and angry at the same time, "Aoshuang, I don't allow you to say that! I said you can only be mine. As long as I am here, not even King Yama can take you away."
She smiled weakly, this man was really domineering.
"Ling Ang, take me back to the police station."
A trace of displeasure appeared on Ling Ang's face, "I don't allow you to say such thoughts again. From now on, as long as I am around, you will have to stay by my side all day long."
Her voice was very low, "Ling Ang, what I said is true. I have to bear the responsibility myself and don't want to injure anyone."