1855: C1855 Call for Help

C1855 Call for Help

Pei Zhan seemed to have heard her call. He struggled to turn his head to look at her.

His eyes, which were about to fade away, suddenly lit up. He saw Xu Yunan, who was almost crying.

His fingers moved slightly, as if he wanted to hold her hand tightly. However, he didn't have the strength, so he could only move his fingers.

"Nan, Nan, yes, no. I can. Accompany. You... go back. An, the city. Go. Good, good, live, live..."

"No, no. Brother Pei, I don't want to go back to Ann City. I want you to accompany me. I don't want to be alone anymore... No, no. Brother Pei, I don't want to go back to Ann City. I want you to accompany me. I don't want to be alone..."

Xu Xiaoyan sobbed silently.

She turned around and looked at the doctor. With a puff, she knelt down. "Doctor, please, save him, save him. He can't die..."

Qi Yaoming saw her and quickly helped Xu Yunan up. "Sister-in-law, what are you doing? Get up quickly..."

Qi Yanyan looked at Xu Yunan and couldn't help but be slightly moved.

The doctor sighed and said, "It's not that I don't want to save him, it's just that he hurt his heart. Moreover, the injury is too serious. I'm afraid that if I touch him... He's... He's holding his breath right now, waiting for you to come. I'll meet you once. Otherwise, he would have..."

" No, there must be a way! Can I change my mind? Give my heart to him, I want him to live! "

Xu Yunan desperately begged the doctor.

As long as Pei Zhan was alive, it didn't matter even if she died!

Everyone present was shocked. They all looked at this stubborn and thin girl with sympathy.

Qi Yan Yan was even more shocked. She had looked down on this woman before and felt that she was useless. No matter what, she wasn't worthy of Pei Zhan.

She also liked Pei Zhan and had liked him for many years. She had once confessed to Pei Zhan, but he had rejected her. She never got married, and had been waiting for him.

Now that Pei Zhan was on his last breath, she was also sad and heartbroken, but she had to admit that she couldn't do what Xu Yunan had done. She would risk her life for Pei Zhan!

The doctor still shook his head. "He can't bear such a big surgery right now. You should stop mourning..."

"No, there must be a way. There must be. I can't let him die. He can't die like this..."

Xu Xiaoyan's voice was already hoarse, but she was still unwilling to give up.

At this time, Pei Zhan, who was on the operating table, was about to die.

When he heard Xu Yunan's words, tears streamed down his face.

This might be the last time he would cry in his life. He regretted not doting on this silly girl.

He called out to her with great difficulty, "Nan... Nan..."

Xu Yunan got up from the ground and returned to the operating table. She looked at Pei Zhan's pale face. Her heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife. "Brother Pei, you must hold on. You are not allowed to die. There must be a way. Someone will definitely save you. Yes, Jiang Nanxi. Yes, she is the Godly Doctor, Brother Pei. You must hold on. I will call Jiang Nanxi now..."

She hurriedly took out her phone from her bag and called Jiang Nanxi via video call.

At this moment, Jiang Nanxi was in the living room, teasing her daughter with Yeh Beixiao and Jiang Xiaolang. Her phone was on the coffee table next to her.

When she heard the ringtone, she immediately picked up her phone and smiled at Yeh Beixiao. "This Nan is really hardworking! I think she will catch up to me, the teacher, soon!"

It was during these few days that Xu Xiao Nan became Jiang Nanxi's teacher and asked her to teach her acupuncture.

As she spoke, she picked up the video call.

Just as she was about to speak, she heard Xu Yunan crying at the top of her lungs, "Teacher, Brother Pei is going to die. I beg you to save him. He can't die..."0

Jiang Nanxi was stunned and quickly said, "What is going on? What's the situation with Pei Zhan now?"

Xu Yunan immediately pointed the camera at Pei Zhan. She held back her grief and said clearly, "He was stabbed in the heart. It was very deep..."

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