Chapter 1203 Promise Me to Marry Him (1)

She was only hurriedly wearing a pair of jeans and a black hooded sweater, her hair was still wet, and she was wearing slippers.

The temperature outside had long been cold, and the cold wind attacked her body, mixed with a bit of the coldness of winter.

The taxi was driving quickly, and the plane trees on both sides of the road passed by gracefully, just like the tears in her eyes, blurring her eyes. She seemed to be racing against time, constantly urging the driver to go faster, faster, and faster.

She had long been numb to the invasion of the cold wind, and her mind was full of the pale and weak body on the bed. When she thought that she might never open her eyes again, her heart was like a knife.

That was her only relative in this world who loved her the most.

After rushing to the hospital, she rushed in directly, constantly shouting to make way.

When she arrived, she was faced with the closed door of the emergency room, with a red light on. A tall man leaned against the wall, with a complex expression, but he could not hide his fatigue.

Hearing the hurried footsteps, he slowly raised his head.

Qiao Xier just looked at the closed door of the emergency room, and her eyes could no longer move away.

She walked slowly.

"She, how is she..."

She didn't know how she made the sound, her lips opened and closed, trembling slightly.

Bo Jing looked at her pale face and thin body that seemed to fall down with a gust of wind. His eyes became more secretive and he knew deeply that no one knew what was hidden in his eyes and heart. No one could see through it.

He moved his feet slightly and walked over.

"If possible, maybe you can see her for the last time when she was alive."

This is the fact. Although it is cruel, he had to tell her and could not hide it.

As soon as she said this, she felt dizzy and her legs softened, and she was about to fall to the ground. A tall figure was quick and hugged her immediately, but she was too heavy to bear. She sat on the ground as if she was filled with lead. Bo Jing leaned over and held her wrist tightly.

"Brother-in-law... Brother-in-law..." Qiao Xier murmured in a low voice, but at the end of the murmur, hot tears fell down. She cried in a low voice, desperate and painful, like a lonely little beast.

She clenched her hand tightly, deep into her palm.

As if he noticed her despair, he stretched out his hand as if he wanted to hold her in his arms, but his hand stretched out, inexplicably thinking of what she said before, and suddenly stopped in the air.

In the end, he slowly retracted it and turned it into a fist.

It didn't take too long, because she was a dying person, and she was in pain when she was alive. After all kinds of chemotherapy, her body had long been unable to endure. In this last emergency treatment, the doctor snatched back her last bit of time, and at the same time, he also pulled out all the tubes inserted in her body one by one.

When the operating light went out, Qiao Xier held on to his arm to stand on her weak feet.

The doctor came out, the best and most authoritative expert in nephrology.

Once, her parents died. When she was young, it was her sister's thin shoulders that supported her. She went out to work hard to make money so that she could go to college. Later, she raced hard to make money to save her life in the hospital.

If it weren't for me, how could my sister have kidney failure at such a young age, not to mention anemia and malnutrition.

"Doctor, how is the situation."