"What? You don't want your son to live?"
This sentence made Song Siyin startled.
After she finished drawing, she held Song Yanqing's hand, closed her eyes, and stroked her index finger on Song Yanqing's lips.
She closed her eyes as if she was praying silently or something, and soon, even the medical staff could see something was wrong.
The pattern she painted on Song Yanqing's face with blood gradually sank into Song Yanqing's cheeks, and the marks were fading visible to the naked eye.
At the same time, his face began to become more lively, even a little better than the sickly look before.
Everyone was stunned by this scene.
What era of magical drama is this
Song Siyin's eyes widened even more, trembling all over.
When the Song family wanted to rush in from behind, Song Siyin didn't know what to think, and quickly told A'an: "Close the door!"
Ah Another subconsciously paid attention to the door of the emergency room.
He knew very well that this scene must not be seen by others.
As Song Yanqing's body came back to life, the monsters surrounding him roared unwillingly, but had to retreat.
Before leaving, he looked at Qiao Jin with vicious eyes.
In the end, it turned into streaks of black smoke and dissipated behind the wall.
Others, however, cannot see it.
Song Yanqing's fingers trembled suddenly, and the instrument began to make a crisp sound.
That is a detector that represents the patient has vital functions.
Zhong Li'an and the other doctors Da Neng looked at each other, unable to believe such a thing.
Song Siyin's eyes were red at that time: "Yanqing—"
The voice was full of excitement, and the heart hanging in despair finally fell to the ground.
Song Yanqing's eyes opened slightly.
Deep brow bone, a pair of eyes like ink, bright and charming.
He rolled his eyes, and first saw Qiao Jin holding his palm.
His hands were cold, and at this moment he could feel how warm Qiao Jin's hands were.
Qiao Jin still had her eyes closed. At this moment, she opened them and met Song Yanqing's gaze.
She smiled faintly: "Are you awake?"
Song Yanqing didn't know that he had stepped into the gate of hell just now, but he probably realized what happened, and smiled softly: "It seems that I really predicted it right."
Qiao Jin didn't lie either.
Song Siyin stepped forward, his tone trembling: "Yanqing."
Song Yanqing looked at Song Siyin with a weak smile: "Dad."
With the sound of dad, Song Siyin completely shed tears.
Qiao Jin let go of his palm, and he immediately looked at Qiao Jin. Qiao Jin stepped back, and the doctors looked at each other, but they still moved forward and began to examine Song Yanqing's body.
Seeing that Song Yanqing's body was only low and everything else was normal, Zhong Li'an nodded slowly: "Medical miracle."
other people:"… "
Could this be something explained by a medical miracle
Just now this girl used a strange method to save a dying person alive!
The blood on Song Yanqing's face had completely disappeared. Who would believe that this was a medical miracle
This is - magic.
Song Siyin is not an ordinary person after all, he has many questions to ask Qiao Jin, but definitely not now.
Taking note of every face in the room, he wiped away his tears, with a cold and serious expression on his face: "I don't want you to talk about what happened today."
All the doctors trembled, who would dare to say this
Qiao Jin didn't care: "It's okay, it's okay if they say it, if they say it, they will get backlash."
This is her business, and if she speaks out, any serious consequences will be blamed on them.
Doctors: "..."