Seeing that he was so stubborn, Luo Lan suddenly stopped the movement in her hand, turned her head to look at him, her eyes slightly raised, and she said sternly:

"Since you don't believe me, take him away."

Yan Luo, she turned around and shook her sleeves to leave.

Seeing that she was really leaving, Leng Zian suddenly panicked. Now Xiaozhi's legs had already entered the gate of hell. When he saw Xiaozhi was out of breath, he no longer had any hope. Now she said she could save him.

How could he miss this opportunity? Even if he is a dead horse, he should let her try it.

So he quickly stepped forward and grabbed her, looked at her with pleading eyes, and begged in a hoarse voice,

"As long as you can save him, you can do whatever you want me to do. I won't bother you. I believe you, I will leave now, and leave now."

Yan Luo, he waved his hand and shouted at everyone:

“Everything out.”

Everyone present heard his words and retreated one after another, and the door was closed.

Seeing that they finally left, Luo Lan waved her hand and the operating room she carried with her suddenly appeared in front of her.

Xiaozhi's current situation is very critical. Judging from his appearance, he was apnea caused by being strangled, brain hypoxia and insufficient blood supply intracranials. If he is not rescued in time, he may have a cardiac arrest at any time.

Luo Lan quickly put him into the hyperbaric oxygen chamber, put an oxygen hood on him, used a ventilator, and gave him a cardiotropic injection, and then began to use an external defibrillator on him.

After a pause, Xiaozhi's condition did not improve. Looking at the ups and downs of breathing frequency on the ventilator, her brows frowned in a line.

All this treatment did not have obvious results. The last hope is to perform a tracheotomy on him, and to input the resuscitation drug into his body through the trachea to ensure his breathing smoothly and prevent him from suffocating and dying.

Time is urgent, Luo Lan dared not stay for a moment and quickly entered the tense operation state.

Her eyebrows were frowning. While she was worried that she would not be able to treat Xiaozhi, she was worried that even if she was treated, it would leave him with irreversible sequelae.

The operation lasted for four hours. It was not until dark that she felt Xiaozhi's weak breathing from the ventilator. When the breathing frequency on the monitor gradually became normal, her heart was relieved.

I came down a little, but this did not guarantee that Xiaozhi would wake up smoothly, it only means that his life was temporarily saved.

She did not move him out of the hyperbaric oxygen chamber, and then ordered brain-relieving drugs to calm his heart before leaving the operating room.

She knew that there must be many people waiting for her outside at this time, so she had to go out and report a letter to her.

Sure enough, the moment she opened the door, the dark night was already illuminated by torches and oil lamps. Leng Zian even came up directly and asked anxiously with expectations:

"How is it? Is Xiaozhi saved?"

Luo Lan pursed her lips tightly, looked at Leng Zi'an with her eyes serious, twisted her eyebrows and said:

"The life is temporarily saved, but he has lost his own breathing for too long. It cannot guarantee when he will wake up, nor whether he will wake up, perhaps, he will never wake up."

Hearing this, Leng Zian was anxious. He wanted to squeeze into the door, and kept shouting, "I don't believe it, I want to see him."

But Luo Lan stopped him, "It's useless to keep your argument like this. You can see his situation clearly just now. It's not easy to save his life now. As for when will he wake up, or whether he will wake up, he can only

It depends on God's will."

Hearing this, Leng Zi'an's face turned pale, his body shook, and Duosheng, who was standing behind him, came to support him.

He covered his head with one hand and murmured helplessly.

"What kind of evil did I, Leng Zi'an, do? I just found my son and I want to be separated from him. God, why are you so cruel?"

Before he finished speaking, this arrogant man, the man who was 1,000 feet tall, suddenly knelt in the room where his son was, beating his chest and stamping his feet and shouting to the sky.

"God, let my son wake up. Let me bear all the sins alone. Never let my son have something to do."

His crying rang through the sky, instantly bringing people into the cold valley. When the people present heard this, they felt sad and crying.

Seeing this, Duosheng hurriedly choked up and helped him, "Prince, get up, the ground is cold. God will bless the young prince with sincerity."

He shook Duosheng's hand, shook his head vigorously, and kept beating his head with both hands, murmured anxiously,

"I won't get up. I'm going to kneel here and wait for my son to wake up. If he doesn't wake up, I will accompany him to die."

Her words made Luo Lan feel sad. Although she tried her best to control her, she could not stop the cold tears from falling.

At this time, Leng Zian was not the arrogant King of Zhennan, nor the general who galloped on the battlefield. He was just a father, a father who was worried about whether his son could be safe.

Seeing that he was a little excited, Leng Yu saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him.

"Uncle Emperor, it's useless to kneel here, and it's not worth it to hurt your body. Get up!"

"No……"

Leng Zian shook his head vigorously, "I won't get up if Xiaozhi doesn't wake up."

Luo Lan could understand his mood, and everyone present could understand that Xiaozhi was his only son, and his father-son relationship had just begun. How could he accept that he suddenly lay in bed and had a life and death unknown?

Luo Lan sighed, slowly raised her tone, and slowly spoke to comfort her:

"Uncle Emperor, what you have to do now is not to kneel here to seek peace, but to protect your body and wait for Xiaozhi to wake up and let him see a perfect father."

After hearing what she said, Leng Zian pursed her lips, shook her head again, and said hoarsely:

"I have never been with him well for so many years. Now I just had the opportunity to accompany him, but he was lying there and didn't move anymore. It's all my fault. If I had been with him in person when he went to the cottage, maybe I wouldn't have been like this.

It's up, so I must be with him."

Seeing that he was so stubborn, Luo Lan sighed and continued to comfort him:

"Uncle, I just told you that Xiaozhi's situation is not very good, but his life can be saved, so it is useless for you to kneel like this. God will not be particularly kind to him just because you kneel for a long time.

Whether he can survive depends entirely on his own will. I think Xiaozhi is a strong and smart child. He can definitely survive this. You go back and rest for a while. Come and accompany him during the day tomorrow, otherwise you, your elder
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