At the moment Yaorao fainted, Leng Luo felt that his life was incomplete. He hugged Yaorao with blood all over his hands, and hugged her tightly, as if Yaorao would be gone as soon as he let go.

"Leng Luo, the ambulance is here, please let go!"

Seeing him like this, Gao Ming had to take his hand away, but he was afraid that he would touch the saber on the back of Yaorao's head, so he was a little blocked for a while.

"I won't let go! No one of you cares about me! I want to carry her to the hospital! Don't worry about me!"

Leng Luo's voice was already a little hoarse. He carefully hugged Yaorao and got into the ambulance. Yaorao's face was as pale as paper, and her hands were even more cold. Leng Luo was full of fear and panic at this time.

"Wife, let's go to the hospital, and the man will accompany you for surgery!"

No nurse who followed dared to interfere, so he could only hold Yaorao and provide first aid for Yaorao.

Gao Ming and the others looked at Leng Luo, even though they reported the situation to the military headquarters, and asked for a long vacation for Leng Luo. He felt that Leng Luo was not suitable for special training and missions at this time.

Mr. Leng and Ren Yanran had just arrived home when they received the news. Ren Yanran had not cleaned up the room yet, and the things in her hand were clattering and putting them on the ground. The person was sitting there, but he couldn't react for a long time.

"Don't sit there, go quickly, Leng Luo is probably going crazy!"

Mr. Leng felt uncomfortable when he saw Ren Yanran like this, and his eyes were filled with tears.

"The wound is on the back of the head. Can the old man still survive? Yaorao still has our children in her belly."

Ren Yanran seemed to have reacted only then, sitting on the ground crying loudly, feeling so uncomfortable that she couldn't make it.

"Stop crying, go and have a look! Our son is gone at this time. If you cry again, this family will be over."

Mr. Leng helped Ren Yanran up and rushed to the military hospital in a military car.

The lights in the operating room were on, but Leng Luo could not see any signs.

"Where is my son?"

Mr. Leng grabbed Gao Ming's collar and couldn't stand it. He was really afraid that something would happen to Leng Luo.

"I hugged Yaorao and entered the operating room. No one wanted to take over. It's really worrying to be neglected. Commander, I'm not nice to say, don't be angry. Yaorao was hurt on the back of her head, and half of the entire saber was in. It's really hard to say whether she could live. But Leng Luo's current mental state is, I'm afraid he will..."

Before Gao Ming could finish his words, Mr. Leng's body trembled and he suddenly became clear.

"Leave it to fate. I know more about how deep this child has to love Yaorao than you. If Yaorao sacrifices, my son will be gone."

The old man suddenly sat on the chair in the corridor with a trembling body as if he was a teenager, with a look of anxiety.

Everyone was waiting, and Leng Luo carried Yaorao into the operating room, watching the doctors coming and going to prepare first aid equipment, and was indescribable anxious.

"Doctor, how about it? Is my wife saved?"

Leng Luo's appearance was a little scary. The military doctor took a deep breath and said, "Lieutenant, you must put her on the bed for us to check it out. It's really hard to say if it's too late."

"I'll let it go, I'll let it go! You guys save her quickly! I beg you to save her quickly!"

Leng Luo carefully laid Yaorao on the hospital bed, looked at the examiners who were examiners up and down, and then shook his heads to each other, and his heart seemed to fall into an ice cellar.

"What does it mean? What does it mean to shake your head? Can you save it?"

Leng Luo collapsed at that time.

"Second Lieutenant, this is the hospital. We can understand your mood. Please go out first!"

"I tell you, if I can't save my wife today, will I blow up your hospital?"

Leng Luo grabbed the doctor's collar, and his scary appearance made the nurses tremble one by one.

"Even if you blow up our hospital, you have to make room for us to take surgery, right? Go out!"

Zhang Yu suddenly appeared here, grabbed Leng Luo, grabbed his collar and threw it out.

"Zhang Yu, I know you are a doctor of medicine. Can I beg you to save my wife?"

Leng Luo's hopeful eyes made Zhang Yu feel a little painful, "I'll do my best!"

After saying that, he threw him out of the operating room.

"Son! Son, are you okay?"

Ren Yanran was startled when she saw Leng Luo's bloody appearance. After confirming that he was not injured, she realized that the blood was all enchanting. She suddenly felt her chest was stuffy and blocked.

Leng Luo leaned against the wall of the corridor as if he had lost his soul, staring at the operating room lamp, his eyes unblinking, and he was a little crazy.

Ren Yanran wanted to say something, but Old Master Leng grabbed her and shook her head.

The nurse came out and carried several bags of plasma in. After a while, she came out, back and forth, squeezing everyone's heart.

Leng Luo kept thinking about Yaorao's words "I love you!" in his mind, which was so heartbroken. She said he was quite handsome, and she said she loved him! This was the first time he heard Yaorao say these three words. He still thought that when his son grows up, he would be cute in front of his son.

Thinking of the child who was more than four months old, Leng Luo suddenly felt unable to breathe. His grandson was in the corner of the wall, gasping for breath, but still felt that there was no oxygen.

Looking at Leng Luo's appearance, Gao Ming's brows frowned tightly and walked up to persuade him to take a break, but Leng Luo was thrown away. He was like a fish leaving the water, and no matter how he gasped, he felt uncomfortable in his lungs.

Seeing him like this, Gao Ming took a deep breath, knocked Leng Luo unconscious with a knife, and asked someone to take a walk to the next room to rest.

"Commander, Leng Luo's condition is really not good, he needs to find someone to watch."

Gao Ming looked at Leng Luo's ward with a worried look. No one would want such a thing to happen, but he did not want his soldiers to terminate their military career from then on.

"I understand. Captain Gao, please go back first. There are a lot of special forces, so it's enough to have us here."

Mr. Leng's words made Gao Ming nod slightly, salute, and then brought the other special forces back to the army.

The operation lasted for more than four hours, and the lights in the operating room finally went out. Zhang Yu walked out exhausted and felt a little stressed when he looked at Mr. Leng and Ren Yanran's anxious and worried eyes.

"Where are you neglected?"

"I was knocked out. I was resting. Doctor Zhang said anything if I have anything to say."

Mr. Leng looked at Zhang Yu with his eyes, and Zhang Yu suddenly felt depressed.

"Commander Leng, Yaorao was rescued, and the child was fine. But it was not out of danger yet. The saber stabbed too deeply, which hurts the nerves. If you can't wake up within twenty-four hours, you may not wake up for the rest of your life."

"What do you mean? What does it mean to never wake up in your whole life?"

Ren Yanran was immediately excited and grabbed Zhang Yu's collar, tears had already flooded.

"That means that if you can't wake up within twenty-four hours, you're a vegetative person!"

Zhang Yu took a deep breath, and then finished quickly, tears as big as beans slid down.
Chapter completed!