Chapter 1137 Mu Han, Brother Tsing Yi Had a Car Accident

The teenager couldn't help murmuring.

The next moment, completely out of the control of the brain, he yelled from the heart:

"...Brother Mu Han?"

A very familiar name.

He was familiar with it as if he had called this name thousands of times before, and the familiarity was engraved in his bones.

The drunkard trembled all over, but the soft "Brother Mu Han" that could not be heard at all seemed to be called into his heart.

He has been looking for a voice that he is so familiar with that he can no longer be familiar with it for nearly nine years...

The drunkard was a little dazed.

"You, did you hear any sound just now?" He looked around emotionally, not knowing what he was looking for.

"Sound? What sound?"

"No."

Although the door is open at the moment, and occasionally a few doctors, nurses and patients pass by, this is very common.

But he would ask this, obviously not about these ordinary voices.

Both nurses said they didn't hear it, but the boy beside him was surprised by the alcoholic's reaction.

Did he... hear his voice?

Isn't he mortal? How can I hear his voice?

"……do not have it?"

The drunkard looked at the ward where there was no other person except the three of them, and his heart throbbed twice.

He had a heart problem, but he clearly knew that this pain was not due to illness,

but heartache.

The eye sockets were red uncontrollably, and the eyes were sore and swollen.

Just now, he seems to have heard Brother Ci calling him.

"Is it an auditory hallucination? You have a hearing problem, and it should be normal to have auditory hallucinations."

"Mu Han, let's go to the operating room first. The operation is about to begin. This operation is very important."

"Where's Tsing Yi?"

He still ignored the nurse's words and looked towards the door uneasily.

"I don't know, you can call and ask. The doctor was still asking him to sign just now."

"……it is good."

The drunkard tremblingly dialed Tsing Yi's phone, and the blind tone from the phone made him even more uneasy.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unanswered, please try again later..."

No one answered.

Suppressing his wild thoughts, the drunkard dialed again.

Still no one answered.

His already trembling hands trembled even more now.

There was a rush of footsteps, and the figure of the nurse from before appeared at the door of the ward. She gasped and shouted at the alcoholic on the bed:

"It's not good, Mu Han, Brother Tsing Yi was in a car accident and was just sent to the hospital for emergency treatment."

There was a "boom" in his brain, and for a moment his heart almost stopped beating.

Almost before the brain reacted, the body had already responded.

The alcoholic, who had been sick all the time and needed help to walk, somehow got the strength to get off the bed like crazy, and rushed out of the ward, not even thinking about putting on his shoes.

"Mu Han."

"Where are you going, Mu Han?"

The three nurses chased after her.

Stumbled all the way to the emergency room.

I just saw the doctors and nurses rushing into the emergency room pushing the surgical trolley.

Before the door of the emergency room closed, the alcoholic rushed in.

On the operating table, a person who was fine an hour ago is now covered in blood and unconscious.

The wound on his head was still bleeding, staining his gentle face red.

The nurse was stopping the bleeding.

The drunkard could barely stand and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, he held on to the wall, so he managed to hold on and didn't fall down, but his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

"Mu Han? Aren't you going to prepare for surgery? Why did you come here?" The nurse who was about to close the door saw the wobbly drunk who suddenly barged in and asked.