MTL - Ma’am, Your Little Dragon Cub is Four and a Half Years Old (Lady Is a Dragon)-Chapter 945 Don't give up lightly, Der Spiegel begs you 2

  Chapter 945 Don't give up lightly, Mirror please 2

  Mo Yinhe's body staggered suddenly, and took two steps back before standing still.

  The next second, he forced himself to stabilize, grabbed Si Mingjing's wrist, and led her in first.

  He believes in his wife's medical skills!

  The surgeon's sentence may not be the final outcome!

  Old man Ye fell down on the spot, and Ye Shen and Ye Siyuan rushed over to support him.

   "Grandpa? Grandpa?"

   "I...I'm fine, help me in."

  Master Ye’s eyes were dark for a long time, and he also knew that he couldn’t faint, otherwise he might not even see his wife for the last time, so he had to persevere no matter what.

  Ye Xingguang was also the first to help her husband, and immediately said in a low voice: "Junqing, if you really can't do anything... give mother to Chu Hug, don't care what mother said at the beginning, let people live first!"

  Thinking back in those days, Ye Xingguang's adoptive father was dying of illness, and Ye Junqing was like this. Without a word, he gave the old man a first hug, and pulled the old man back from the death line.

  But in recent years, Ye Junqing has asked the second elder this question.

  When they are dying, are they willing to be embraced for the first time and become vampires, so that they can live for many years, but Mr. Ye and Mrs. Ye made it clear that they just want to live, age, sick and die normally.

  Birth, old age, sickness and death is a fate that no one can escape. They don't want to be embraced for the first time. If that day really comes, let them let it be.

  Obviously there is a way to save him, how can he endure his mother letting nature take its course?

Ye Jun stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his five fingers restrained and tense, each jaw was so forbearing that it turned white, and his nails were almost embedded in his flesh. There was an uncontrollable voice in his heart, wanting to rush into the operating room to hug him for the first time. Mother.

  In the operating room, the doctor has announced that the operation failed.

  It was really too late for Mrs. Ye to be sent to the hospital. They had tried their best to save the name of the old man, but Mrs. Ye was really old...

  Not to mention them, I am afraid that the daughter-in-law of the genius doctor of the Ye family will also be unable to recover from this situation.

  At this time, Si Mingjing walked in with a medical kit on his back.

  She didn't even bother to ask the doctor about Mrs. Ye's condition, but quickly glanced at the various values ​​on the instruments connected to the operating table, and then observed Mrs. Ye's heart condition through the see-through eye.

  Just looking at it, Si Mingjing felt chills in her heart. She took a deep breath, no heartbeat?

   No, not nothing, just very faintly, very very faintly...

  Mo Yinhe saw her pale face visible to the naked eye, his heart sank suddenly, his thin lips were tightly pressed together, he was unwilling to speak, but had to say: "Mingjing, how is it?"

Si Mingjing took a deep breath and didn't dare to spit it out. She turned around stiffly, and glanced at Mo Yinhe, her eyes were actually sad: "Yinhe, I..." Mo Yinhe stopped her, because men have tears and don't flick them lightly. Tears welled up in Mo Yinhe's eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Try it first, and don't draw conclusions lightly. Mingjing, I beg you."

  Si Mingjing's eye sockets were also wet, she nodded with difficulty, took a deep breath, then quickly calmed down, opened the medicine box, took out the silver needle from it, and stabbed it steadily as if it was not her who was sad in her eyes.

   Anyway, give it a try.

  Even in vain!

  Mo Yinhe is right, don’t jump to conclusions.

  She still remembers that when she first arrived on Earth, it was Mrs. Ye who led her to Ye's house.

  Lao Madam Ye's kindness is vivid in my memory, she is an old man who loves the younger generation so much, she shouldn't just leave like this, Madam Ye has never enjoyed the family happiness of so many children.

  Galaxy's arbitrary door technology is still under development, maybe in the near future, they will be able to bring their children to live in Night City all the time, so that Mrs. Ye can be hugged by her little great-grandson and little great-granddaughter every day, she loves children so much.

  Tears moistened Si Mingjing's eye sockets.

  She wiped it off quickly, and she couldn't let the tears blur her eyes at this time, she needed to concentrate and concentrate on administering the needle.

   "Mo Yinhe, find the blue bottle on the bottom shelf of my medicine cabinet."

  Mo Yinhe heard her words, rummaged through her medicine box, and found a blue bottle at the bottom.

  He picked it up and asked, "This?"

   "Yes, melt this up and serve it to grandma. I don't have time to do it." Si Mingjing said.

  Mo Yinhe held the blue bottle and asked, "How?"

   "Hot water."

   Ye Shen helped Mr. Ye come in, and when he heard this, he turned around and went to find hot water.

  He went to the nurse's station, asked the nurse for a cup of hot water, rushed back, handed it to Mo Yinhe, and said, "Brother, hot water, no, lukewarm water, can sister-in-law?"

  Si Mingjing didn't make a sound, but he didn't object.

  Mo Yinhe disliked that the glass of water was too full, poured out half of the glass, and then dissolved the pills poured out of the blue bottle into the water, trying to feed her grandma, but found that grandma had lost the ability to eat.

  Si Mingjing said without thinking, "Pour it in."

   "How to pour?"

  Ye Siyuan watched too much TV and said, "Use your mouth!"

   This joke is not funny at all, but Mo Yinhe can't think of a better way at the moment. Fortunately, Mr. Ye is behind him, otherwise, Mo Yinhe thought, he would really end in person in an emergency.

   "Grandpa!" Mo Yinhe handed the water glass to Grandpa Ye.

  Old Master Ye held the water glass tremblingly, took a sip by himself, then bent down, and poured it into Mrs. Ye's mouth bit by bit.

  Master Ye repeated this action many times, most of it flowed out, and only a small half was poured in.

   Mo Yinhe was afraid that the medicine would not be effective enough, so he asked, "Mingjing, is it okay? Shall I take another one?"

  Si Mingjing slowly inserted the silver needle into it, injecting the heat of the dragon at the same time.

  She said, "It's all right."

  Mo Yinhe nodded.

  Si Lisao walked in with the children. Everyone stood silently and watched quietly, fearing that the sound of talking would affect Si Mingjing's concentration.

   Several surgeons who had declared the death sentence to Mrs. Yelao did not leave the operating room immediately. They were also watching, wondering what Si Mingjing was insisting on?

   Does she really have a way?

  However, if there is still a glimmer of hope, they will not give up the treatment of the patient. The operation has indeed failed. At this time, it is better to bid farewell to the patient than to waste time on over-treatment.

  Ye Nian Bai Xiaoaojiao clenched her lips and walked to the operating table, holding Mrs. Ye's old hand with her small hand.

  That hand was not as warm as usual, but cold and bitingly cold, Ye Nianbai was very uncomfortable.

Ye Nianbai couldn't restrain himself from crying, and stood by to call Mrs. Ye, who was in a coma, with a strong nasal voice, and deliberately said arrogantly: "Grandma, don't sleep, the young master is back, you get up, give the young lady Master cooks delicious food, otherwise I will be angry!!"

  (end of this chapter)