her eternal lucky star

Chapter 133 It hurts, it hurts!

Not only did it fail, but it also caused her to be backlashed!
Pick up the strand of hair with tweezers, and throw it casually into the flame of a white candle burning beside it.

The strands of hair were instantly ignited, making a "cracking" burning sound, and a faint black smoke rose...
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No.1 People's Hospital of Jiangcheng City.

The door of the operating room was opened, and the doctor came out while taking off his mask.

The fidgeting woman and her husband hurriedly surrounded her in the corridor: "Doctor, how is my daughter?!"

The doctor looked downcast, and shook his head helplessly: "The patient arrived too late, and the best rescue time has already been missed. Myocardial infarction. I'm sorry...we did our best."

The two of them turned pale.

"My daughter...my daughter was fine yesterday, how could..." The woman covered her mouth in disbelief, tears streaming down her face.

"The examination results did not reveal any other abnormalities. It is only possible that the recent period of excessive stress and high mental tension induced sudden cardiac death." The doctor looked at them and said with a heavy expression.

After a long time, a sad neigh suddenly erupted in the corridor: "Xiaorou——!!!"—
"what!"

Tang Xiaobao, who was sleeping soundly, opened his eyes suddenly, holding his right wrist tightly with one hand.

The blue veins on his right wrist throbbed wildly in a small range, and each jump seemed to pull his internal organs, and Tang Xiaobao's whole body twitched in pain.

The right hand clenched desperately, the left hand pressed the wrist, and the thumb even dug into the blue vein, but it couldn't stop it beating no matter what.

The heart-piercing throbbing pain came from the bottom of my heart.

"what……"

Tang Xiaobao was trembling all over, sweating like rain, biting his lips desperately, holding the flesh of his left chest tightly through his clothes with one hand, and after a severe throbbing pain, he couldn't help hitting his right wrist with his left hand.

"Don't hurt...don't jump, please——!"

"Boom!"

Tang Xiaobao fell unsteadily and fell to the ground, his knee hit the cold floor tiles heavily, moaning in pain.

Lying on the ground motionless, his head seemed to have been completely emptied of consciousness, only a soft and ethereal voice echoed: "Poor child, all the things that make you suffer, go destroy it, smash it!"

Tang Xiaobao's small face was pale, his forehead was covered with wet sweat, his black hair was disheveled, and his petite and soft body wrapped in a large hospital gown gradually became stiff.

The veins in his right hand twitched twice, Tang Xiaobao shook his whole body, supported himself with his left hand, got up from the ground, with a dazed expression, followed the voice involuntarily, and walked towards the hospital bed.

Lampshades, chairs, sheets, vases...

Tang Xiaobao's eyes turned red, and he kept hitting the ground.

"Boom!...Crack!"

"Snapped!"

The clean floor instantly turned into a mess, with broken glass, water, and broken pieces of equipment everywhere.

The four men guarding the door heard the movement, quickly opened the door and ran in. Looking at the scene in front of them, the four men showed varying degrees of stupefaction on their faces.

With a sound of "嗖——", a porcelain vase flew towards this side.

The four black-clothed men avoided each other, one of them subconsciously raised his palm and was about to knock Tang Xiaobao unconscious, the other black-clothed man hurriedly stopped him, and scolded: "Are you crazy? You won't be able to spare you if you hurt her deputy pavilion master!" "

The man was forced to stop, looking at the girl not far away who was throwing around like crazy, and frowned: "Then what should I do, if this continues, she will hurt herself sooner or later!"

(End of this chapter)