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n700 Full text ending (part 100)

nA group of people was waiting outside the resuscitation room.

nBo Yimo leaned against the wall, not letting anyone see her expression at the moment.

nBo Yicheng rubbed her head and comforted her silently.

nSu had already told them about Bo Zhan’s condition in advance so that they could be mentally prepared.

nHowever, no one could prepare for such a thing in advance.

nMore than an hour later, the doctor pushed the surgery cart out. Bo Zhan was wearing an oxygen mask, looking Haggard.

nHe was awake for the time being, but his consciousness was still blurry.

nThe doctor had already informed them that she was in critical condition. They just had to see if she could make it through the night.

nwhat’s the probability? ” Bo Yunli’s jaw gradually straightened. what’s the probability of surviving tonight? ”

nThe doctor didn’t answer, only shaking his head in regret.

nThe expressions of the people around him sank.

nHe also understood the doctor’s meaning.

nThe Butler was also one step away from his coffin, but after hearing the doctor’s words, he couldn’t help but cry out loud. He couldn’t stop the emotions in his heart.

nHe had accompanied Bo Zhan for his entire life. The two of them were master and servant, and also close friends.

nA few days ago, he had clearly seen Bo Zhan attend the birthday banquet in high spirits.

nReminiscing with his friends.

nHowever, when he was pushed out of the resuscitation room, he looked extremely old.

nThey were simply not the same person.

nEveryone knew that this day would come, but seeing their loved ones getting old and losing their glory, they still couldn’t help but feel sad.

nBo Yunli had arranged the best Ward for her. From the beginning to the end, it seemed peaceful.

nIn the last ten hours of Bo Zhan’s life, he might need to be saved at any time, so he couldn’t go back to the Bo family to torment himself.

nIn the afternoon, Bo Zhan’s consciousness was slightly more clear.

nHe felt like he was in a dream that he could never wake up from.

nHe might faint again at any moment.

nAfter the birthday celebration, he seemed to have fulfilled his wish.

nWhat people were most afraid of was losing their thoughts and the energy in their bodies that they had always been holding on to being drawn away. Life was like an inverted hourglass, beginning its Final Countdown.

nHe first called Bo Yunli into the ward and instructed him on some matters.

nSu didn’t follow them in, but waited outside with the children.

nThe grandfather and grandson chatted for a long, long time.

nHe gave some instructions.

nIt wasn’t for his own funeral, because he knew that his grandson would do it well.

nIn the end, it was su ye and the children who were still worried.

n“She’s also young and has a short temper like her grandaunt. You should dote on Yingluo more.”

n“Little Jasmine is exactly like her mother, Yingluo.”

n“Yicheng will have a lot of responsibilities in the future. You’ve already raised him to be outstanding enough. Give the child a smile. Your son loves you very much, Hanhan.”

nBo Yunli responded to them one by one, his tone solemn.

nAfter they came out of the ward, Bo Yunli’s expression was emotionless. He only patted Bo Yicheng’s shoulder and said in a calm tone that great-grandfather wanted to see them, as if nothing had happened.

nHowever, su also noticed that his eyes were tightly wound with blood vessels.

nIn the afternoon, Yan Zhengwei and Zhang Qingfeng came to visit Bo Zhan.

nAfter they left, a few more waves of people came in succession.

nBo Yunli only picked those that his grandfather wanted to see.

nAfter attending the birthday banquet, Wang Qingshen went to continent S for a business trip and chatted with Bo Zhan for a while in the video call.

nBo Zhan propped himself up and bid his final farewell to the people around him.

nThe mist in the oxygen mask fluctuated, and the old man’s breathing was weak.

nAt night, after sending away the visitors, the corridor in front of the ward became quiet again.

nBo Zhan asked the Butler to come out for the last time.

nHe was called su ye.

nSu was not surprised either, as if he had expected it.

nAfter entering the ward, Bo Zhan held the green pine pendant in his hand, his expression serene.

nSu also entered the house and smiled at him.

nBo Zhan also laughed.

nAfter saying his last words, Bo Zhan expressed his regrets.

n“I’ve always said that I’ll be able to see your great aunt after I leave, but who knows what will happen after I leave? now I have a house full of children and grandchildren, and my family business is booming. My only regret is that I can’t see your great aunt again. If she can be by my side now, I’ll definitely feel better, wuwuwu!”

nPerhaps it was because they looked alike and were blood-related, Bo Zhan didn’t tell anyone else but su ye.

nSu also lowered his eyes.

nShe wasn’t sure if Bo Zhan would see other old friends after he left, but she was sure he wouldn’t see her.

nBecause Lao Ai was still in the Yang realm!

nShe suddenly recalled what Wen Yu had told her before.

nIf she let Bo Zhan leave just like that, it would indeed be a little disloyal.

nBo Zhan, ” su also called his name directly.

nA long-lost form of address made Bo Zhan suddenly stop.

nFor a moment, he thought that he had lost his consciousness on his deathbed.

nBut immediately after, he heard su ye’s faint voice say,”Haven’t I always been by your side?”

nBo Zhan looked at her, his eyes wide open.

nAlthough he was wearing an oxygen mask, one could still clearly see his complex expression of shock, surprise, confusion, disbelief, and many other emotions mixed together.

nAfter an unknown period of time, his lips trembled as he said, ” “You, you’re Yingluo.”

nBefore he could finish his sentence, su nodded at him.

nBo Zhan felt all the blood in his body rush to his heart.

nNo wonder …

nNo wonder he always felt that something was wrong.

nEspecially on the day of the birthday banquet, su ye could easily tell that the painting was a fake!

nAlthough he did not know what bizarre incident had happened in between, he could confirm that she was really su ye when she called him ‘Bo Zhan’.

nBo Zhan opened his mouth and was about to say something when the surveillance camera beside him suddenly made a strange sound.

nSu also took a quick look at the data. She knew that the moment was coming.

nIn less than ten seconds, the doctors who had been waiting outside rushed in with a surgery cart.

nThe people outside the door were extremely anxious.

nAs Bo Zhan was carried onto the surgery cart, su consoled him, don’t be afraid. I’ll be with you outside.

nWithin a day, this was the second time Bo Zhan had entered the resuscitation room.

nJust like what the doctor had said, the chances of Bo Zhan making it through the night were slim.

nEven though the doctors were trying their best to save the patient, everyone knew that the success rate of saving the patient was almost zero.

nSu also thought about it. Wen Yu was right. She should be honest.

nHe lay in the resuscitation room and thought that he would not be afraid if he guarded outside the door.

nShe prayed for him to leave peacefully.

nThere was no pain.

n……

nAfter a long wait outside the resuscitation room, the light of the operating theater went out with a snap.

nThe moment the doctor came out and took off his mask, the people around him were already sobbing.

nThe Butler told himself to be strong. He still needed to take care of the old master’s funeral Affairs. He couldn’t collapse now.

n“Doctor, the old man is …”

nThe Butler had just finished speaking when Bo Zhan was suddenly pushed out.

nThe group of people was about to pounce over and cry when they found that the old man’s head was not covered with a white cloth Kasaya.

nOn the contrary, he was wearing an oxygen mask.

nThe doctor took off his mask and took a deep breath. “A miracle! It was a medical miracle! The old man’s desire to live was shocking! I’ve already snatched it back!”

n“Aiya, that’s great. The old man is really blessed!”

n“Amitabha! Buddha, please bless us!”

nA voice of shock suddenly emerged from the joyful voices.

nSu ye,”what?” He’s been rescued?”

nBo Zhan, that big mouth, had actually been saved?

nThe doctor blinked.

nMrs. Bo, why didn’t Huahua seem very happy?

nHe must have seen it wrong.

nBo Yunli noticed that su ye’s expression was not quite right, and his tone was concerned.”What’s wrong? Are you too worried about Grandpa?”

nAt the same time, Bo Zhan, who was so excited that he couldn’t speak, hurriedly asked the Butler for his phone after being pushed back to the ward.

nWith the back of her hand still full of needles, she shakily opened her WeChat, checked a few people, and sent a message to them.

nShe didn’t know who he had selected and what he had said.

nHowever, the people who saw his WeChat were all stunned at the same time. When they came to their senses, they rushed to Jindo hospital from all over the world without stopping …

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