Wang Zheng just stared at Li Yiran quietly, but Li Yiran, who was lying in the intensive care unit, didn't know that there was only a transparent glass wall between him and Wang Zheng.

Li Yiran's last words touched everyone's heart. Someone had already started voting on the Internet, and the rate of support for Wang Zheng to accept Li Yiran was 100%.

If nothing else goes wrong, Li Yiran will definitely be elected as one of this year's top ten people who "moved China". Such touching words and such tragic actions made countless people burst into tears.

How could a girl who looked so weak make such a brave move?

"What are you thinking about now?" Wang Zheng looked at the figure behind the glass wall and said softly: "I usually work too hard, so let's take this opportunity to have a good rest."

Only she knows whether Li Yiran can hear it.

Wang Zheng sighed softly. If it weren't for him, Li Yiran wouldn't be what he is now. Although Brother Aluo, who was full of evil, is dead, can this bring back Li Yiran's life?

At this time, He Yan stood beside Wang Zheng.

"The situation is not too optimistic. The doctors have tried their best. It is a miracle that the vital signs can be maintained as they are now." He Yan said in a low voice. He looked at Li Yiran with solemn eyes.

"I have already thought of it." Wang Zheng nodded and said.

"The head was violently hit, causing severe intracranial hemorrhage, the brain was severely concussed, and the blood clots compressed a large number of nerves. Even the most famous brain experts in my country were unable to remove them all and could only hope that these blood clots would resolve on their own."

Wang Zheng took a deep breath: "What is the probability that these blood clots will resolve on their own?"

"Less than 0.5%, and this is based on the premise that Li Yiran's brain injury will recover on its own." He Yan's face was ashen.

Wang Zheng once said that if He Yan could not rescue Li Yiran, then he would demolish the Guoan headquarters. Now it seems that the Guoan headquarters building is in danger. However, Wang Zheng is not in such a mood to do such a thing

Boring things.

"Brain injury will recover on its own, 0.5%..." Even though Wang Zheng had guessed the answer in advance, this extremely low probability number still made him feel quite uncomfortable. He knew that this number already represented -

impossible.

"Does this almost mean that she will lie here forever?" Wang Zheng's face looked very ugly, because three words flashed in his heart... living dead, these are three words that make people extremely desperate.

Character.

Li Yiran should have enjoyed her wonderful life, should have enjoyed her spotlight, but she ended up like this because of herself. How could Wang Zheng not regret in his heart that a girl should suffer such a life because of her?

Confinement is absolutely unfair to him.

However, no matter how unfair it is, what can be done? Things have already happened. Even the most famous brain experts in China are helpless. All they can do is wait - waiting for that near-impossible miracle to happen.

As for Xiao Chenyu and Zhang Xuan, their lives are not in danger. The former's shoulder was hit hard by Duanmu Yichen and was almost completely disabled, while Zhang Xuan's sternum was broken several times. The two of them were lying in a room.

If you take a good rest in the ward, you should be able to fully recover, but the time required is too long.

"Hey, tell me, who between the two of us is the king of China's cold weapons, hehe, ah!" Zhang Xuan turned his face, looked at Xiao Chenyu, who had been silent all day, and laughed, but he ended up laughing.

The amplitude was a bit large and affected the wound. After laughing, he let out a scream that made him grin in pain.

"It's really useless." Xiao Chenyu curled his lips, looking like he didn't care about you. Although the title of the King of Chinese Cold Weapons is indeed attractive, it is not something that Xiao Chenyu particularly cares about.

"Don't talk to me about Chinese and American citizenship. Even if I am an American, I am still of Chinese origin. I can also compete with you for the title of the King of Chinese Cold Weapons." Zhang Xuan said nonstop.

"If you really want to be the boss, let's have a fight now." Xiao Chenyu shook his head and said indifferently.

"A fight now? Hahaha, just because you look dead now...ah!" Zhang Xuan got carried away as soon as he laughed, and screamed in pain again.

"Xiao Chenyu, let me tell you, your right shoulder is disabled and you can't even use a gold knife or silver wire. You still want to fight me? You have broken an arm and you won't be able to take care of yourself in the future! I'm not bragging.

Although I broke a few bones, it’s still easy to kill you without a gold knife or silver thread!”

"Can't you take care of yourself even after taking a flight?" Xiao Chenyu was almost angry at Zhang Xuan's words: "I have a woman, so I don't need to do it myself."

The two guys lying on the bed were still discussing who could kill whom now. These words fell on the ears of the nurses at the door, making them feel extremely weird.

"Anyway, it's easy for me to torture you now, so you'd better stop talking nonsense and be careful if I'm in a bad mood and beat you up." Zhang Xuan wanted to establish his prestige, but completely forgot that he was the one who provoked the other party before.

"Really?" Xiao Chenyu sneered: "You might as well give it a try. If you can defeat me, I will admit that you are the king of China's cold weapons."

"Really?" Zhang Xuan's eyes suddenly shone brightly: "Are you sure?"

"I'm not so bored as to tease an idiot." Xiao Chenyu said.

"Who do you think is stupid...just wait!" Zhang Xuan angrily took out the fan and wanted to hit Xiao Chenyu!

But at this moment, a sword of golden light suddenly flew up from Xiao Chenyu's hospital bed, as fast as a gust of wind, extremely swift, grazing Zhang Xuan's nose and forehead, and flew directly into the wall behind Zhang Xuan's head!

Looking at the silver thread that was only one centimeter above his nose, Zhang Xuan almost peed in fear!

"Oh my god...you...isn't your right hand completely useless? How can you still..." Zhang Xuan said tremblingly. He didn't dare to move now for fear of touching the extremely sharp silver wire above his head.

!What's wrong with Xiao Chenyu? He takes action as soon as he says it. If he's a little off, I'm afraid he'll be stabbed directly by the golden knife!

Xiao Chenyu, who was always cold, turned his head, his voice was still cold, but there was a hint of playfulness: "I forgot to tell you, I am left-handed."

"What...you...you are actually left-handed..." Zhang Xuan never expected that Xiao Chenyu, who always used his right hand to wield a knife in front of the world, was actually left-handed! In other words, this guy's left hand is more powerful than his right hand!

"What kind of freak am I competing with for the king of China's cold weapons?" Zhang Xuan was played so badly by Xiao Chenyu. The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Chapter completed!