Chapter 11: Malevolence

Miao Xiaobei, who had chased down the stairs, witnessed the whole thing.

She frantically pushed her way through the crowd, holding her in her arms as she stood in front of her best friend, looking at the blood on the floor.

Shouting: "Doctor, Doctor, help her. " The voice was weak and sad.

Murongling also did not expect such a thing to happen, eyes sharp look to sit on the ground seedling night.

Watching her pain around for help, choking chest pain, strode forward.

The driver was hit by a car, and he was driving, and..

Miao small North See murongling come over, hug her kneeling on the ground to beg him, mercilessly will head on the ground.

"I was wrong, it was all my fault, I was malicious, hurt you, it was all my fault, I beg you to save her, okay, I beg you. "

She was really wrong to let her come, knowing how hard their hearts were.

Murongling kneels half on the ground, holds her in the bosom, lets the doctor carry away the child and the woman.

But who knows, the woman raised her hand to seize his arm.

"You have to trust Okita, she would never lie to you, " she said, letting go of her hand.

Miao Xiaobei pushed him away and followed him with difficulty, leaving only him and a pool of blood.

Miao evening collapsed on the ground, think of just he looked at his eyes, all over in the cold.

How did that woman know the baby wasn't Murong Ling's.

She's the only one in the world who knows. How did she know.

Night, night, night. I can't believe it.

"Ling brother, you listen to me to explain, I did not mean, is behind someone pushed me, I did not stand, so the child will... I really did not mean. " Miao night cried on the ground said.

Murongling listened to the cold look at one eye, command people took her down, he turned and followed up.

The doctor checked, the child is safe and sound, but the woman in the emergency room has not come out for a long time.

Miao Xiaobei stood alone in the doorway waiting, lower lip was bitten out of blood.

She's the one who really wants to die.

So the mother doesn't die, the baby doesn't die, and the best friend doesn't get into a car accident.

She banged her head against the wall in frustration.

Murongling want to come forward to stop, but think of the cause of the matter, stop steps, watching from a distance.

In an hour, the lights go out and the doctor comes out.

Miao Xiaobei stopped, grabbed the doctor's arm and asked, "how is she? Is She all right? "

His eyes looked longingly at the doctor, wanting him to give him the answers he wanted.

The doctor took off his mask with a heavy look on his face. "I'm sorry, we've done all we can. The patient's spleen has been punctured, so I'm sorry for your loss. "

"No way, she can't be dead. You must be lying to me, right? "

Miao Xiaobei shook his head, do not believe his words, clearly just fine.

"I'm sorry. " The doctor put on his mask and broke free of her restraints.

"You must be a gang, deceive me, I am a doctor, I can save myself. " She said and ran to the emergency room.

Murongling grabbed his arm and imprisoned her in his arms, which he did not expect.

Miao Xiaobei cried for a long time, suddenly quiet down.

He thought she had calmed down a little, and as soon as he let go of her hand, her body fell straight down.

Found that she fainted, murongling embrace her back to the ward, stay for a while.

Then he left and sent someone to take care of the driver and the woman's funeral and the compensation.

It wasn't until the evening that he returned to the ward.

Still Asleep, she touched her arm, only to discover that it was boiling hot.

Hurriedly called the doctor to the consultation room infusion, toss about a night, the temperature of the small north body of the seedling only rise not fall.

Murongling and the doctor sensed something was wrong.

Several doctors stood before him in the dimly lit corridor outside the door, their heads bowed, their hearts trembling.

"It's already the second day, and you told me that you still can't find the cause of the disease. What do you need from such a big hospital? Give you one more day. If she doesn't wake up, you'll all get the hell out of Kyoto. " Murongling's expression was so cold, then he went into the room.

Miao Xiaobei quietly lying in bed, both hands are hanging intravenous drip, a small face completely no color.

He seldom saw her so well-behaved.

He stepped forward, holding her scalding hand in his, feeling nothing but bones.

I can't believe how thin she's gotten.