Huang yize held Yun Bilu's hand and gently kissed her fingers.
He wanted to hold her tightly to wake her up, but he didn't dare to use too much strength, afraid that she would be in pain.
"Girl, how could you run over like that? I'd rather get shot than see you like this ..."
"Girl, don't go back to sleep. Are you willing to leave me alone?"
"Little girl, do you know how much pain I'm in? don't scare me, okay?"
"Little girl, my heart is actually getting smaller and smaller. It's also because I can't stand the scare ..."
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When the entourage on the plane heard Huang yize's desolate and hoarse voice and heard what he said, their eyes turned red.
This was especially true for doctors, who were used to seeing life and death situations. This was also the first time they felt that they could not handle such a situation.
However, they felt that their young Master's words were useful, because Yun Bilu's breathing was still stable.
