"I'll call a doctor." Ye Bo Dao.

Seeing so much blood and looking at the appearance of Ye Shui-ink, he felt bad and always had an ominous feeling.

went to the nurses'station to explain Ye Shui-mei's condition. A doctor said that he might be too nervous to follow him to the operating room.

It was just there, but it was a mess. Ye Zhao pulled the ink on the leaves. She was preventing the doctor from pushing the bed away. She saw the small body wrapped up in white cloth on the bed. Yebo was corrugated and the car key in her hand hit the ground.

"No, you can't take...