Chapter 841 Unrescued

He experienced again the powerlessness, helplessness and heartache when he faced the dying Brother Xi.

Hearing this, Shangguan Qingmu was in great pain, the twenty-one stabs were not only Shangguan Yu, but also his life.

Gu Li's body softened, and he took two steps back, hitting his back directly against the wall.

Ah Sheng, Yaoyao, Yaoyao.

There are two pools of blood, one pool belongs to Shangguan Yu, then there is another pool...

Gu Li turned around, stumbled and ran out.

Shangguan Aoki hugged his wife and looked at the operating room with eyes full of grief. He didn't have the courage to go in...

In the end, Shangguan Qingmu endured his grief, carried his wife and left the door of the operating room, found the ward closest to the operating room, put his wife on the bed, and then fell into endless pain...

The drunkard looked at Jun Moyan, then walked away with his head down.

At the door of the operating room, only Jun Moyan and Wen Xiaoai were left.

"...Jun Moyan?"

Wen Xiaoai called him softly, her tone full of worry and sadness.

Although Jun Moyan told her that Shangguan Yu was not a good person, and even pestered him with shamelessness, she knew that Jun Moyan was only joking.

In his heart, Shangguan Yu is actually as important as the second brother.

Just like the position of Jun Moyan and Ye Qige in her heart.

Jun Moyan slowly let go of the clenched fists on his side. He withdrew his arm from Wen Xiaoai's hand a little stiffly, and then said softly, "...wait for me outside."

Wen Xiaoai couldn't hold it back, tears welled up.

But she let go of him obediently, but after Jun Moyan entered the operating room, she still followed him and went in together.

During the operation, the smell of blood far overwhelmed the smell of disinfectant water.

On the operating table, a white cloth gently covered Shangguan Yu's body.

When Jun Moyan saw this scene, his already heavy steps were too heavy to lift.

He stood there, holding his breath as he watched the scene on the operating table, his hands that had been loosened just now were clenched again.

He seemed to have worked hard for a long time before he could muster up enough courage to continue walking forward again.

The closer he got to the operating table, the more painful it was for Jun Moyan to walk. Every step required a lot of courage.

No matter how good his psychological quality was, no matter how strong his endurance was, facing Shangguan Yu Bingliang's body at this moment, his psychological defenses still slowly collapsed.

Jun Moyan exhausted all his strength and courage to walk to the operating table.

He looked at Shangguan Yu's familiar face profile reflected under the white cloth, his breathing became short of breath, and his eye sockets were so hot that they seemed to be bleeding.

He gritted his teeth and slowly stretched out his hand.

When his trembling fingertips twirled the corner of the white cloth, his heart clenched tightly.

Jun Moyan paused for about ten seconds before slowly lifting the white cloth bit by bit.

Even though he was mentally prepared enough, when he saw Shangguan Yu's pale, lifeless face, he still collapsed.

Jun Moyan's body trembled, his fingertips trembled, and the white cloth fell off from his fingertips, covering Shangguan Yu's lifeless face again.

Jun Moyan's legs gave way, and he almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, he supported the edge of the operating table with his hands.

"Jun Moyan..."

Wen Xiaoai looked at Jun Moyan, who couldn't even stand firmly, stepped forward subconsciously, but still didn't rush to help him.

Jun Moyan resisted the tears from flowing out of his eyes. He tightened his fingers on the edge of the operating table inch by inch until his fingertips turned white.

He still can't believe that a person who was alive yesterday is lying here unable to move.