Chapter 1043 Who is the king of cold weapons

Wang Zheng stared at Li Yiran quietly, but Li Yiran, who was lying in the intensive care unit, did not know that he and Wang Zheng were only separated by a transparent glass wall.

Li Yiran's last words touched everyone's heart. Someone on the Internet has already launched a vote, and the rate of support for Wang Zheng's acceptance of Li Yiran is 100%.

If nothing unexpected happens, Li Yiran will definitely be elected as one of the top ten "moving Chinese" figures this year. Such touching words and tragic actions made countless people cry crazily.

How can a girl who looks weak make such a brave move?

"What are you thinking now?" Wang Zheng looked at the figure behind the glass wall and said softly, "I usually work too hard. Take this opportunity to have a good rest."

Only she knows whether Li Yiran can hear it or not.

Wang Zheng sighed gently. If it hadn't been for him, Li Yiran would not have become what he is now. Although the evil Brother Luo has died, can this be exchanged for Li Yiran's life?

At this time, He Yan stood beside Wang Zheng.

"The situation is not too optimistic. The doctor has done his best. It is a miracle to be able to maintain this vital sign now." He Yan whispered, and he looked at Li Yiran with solemn eyes.

"I've already thought of it." Wang Zheng nodded and said.

"The head suffered a severe impact, causing severe intracranial hemorrhage, severe brain shock, and blood clots compress a large number of nerves. Even China's most famous brain experts can't take them all out. They can only expect these blood clots to resolve by themselves."

Wang Zheng took a deep breath: "What is the probability that these blood clots will resolve by themselves?"

"Less than 0.5%, and this is based on the premise of Li Yiran's brain injury recovering by itself." He Yan's face turned blue.

Wang Zheng once said that if He Yan could not save Li Yiran, he would demolish the headquarters of Guoan. Now it seems that the headquarters building of Guoan is already in danger. However, Wang Zheng is not in the mood to do such a boring thing.

"Brain damage recovers by itself, 0.5%..." Even if Wang Zheng has guessed the answer in advance, this extremely low probability number still makes him quite uncomfortable. He knows that this number has represented - impossible.

"Does this almost mean that she will lie down here forever?" Wang Zheng's face was very ugly, because three words flashed in his heart... The living dead, these are three words that make people extremely desperate.

Li Yiran should have enjoyed her wonderful life and should have enjoyed her eye-catching aura, but it turned out to be like this because of herself. How can Wang Zheng's heart not regret that it is absolutely unfair for a girl to suffer from the imprisonment of this life because of her.

However, no matter how unfair it is, what can be done? Things have happened, and even the most famous brain experts in China are helpless. All they can do is to wait for the almost impossible miracle to happen.

As for Xiao Chenyu and Zhang Xuan, their lives are not in danger. The former's shoulder was hit hard by Duanmu Yichen, which was almost completely useless, while Zhang Xuan broke several sternums. The two are lying in a ward. If they take good rest, they should be able to fully recover, but the time required is a little too long.

"Hey, tell me, who is the king of cold weapons in China, hey, ah!" Zhang Xuan turned his face and looked at Xiao Chenyu, who had been silent all day. He smiled. As a result, the smile was a little large, which affected the wound. After laughing, he screamed and grinned with pain.

"It's really useless." Xiao Chenyu curled his lips and looked too lazy to pay attention to you. Although the name of the king of cold weapons in China is indeed attractive, it is not something Xiao Chenyu particularly cares about.

"Don't talk to me about Chinese and American nationality. Even if I am American, I am still Chinese. I can also compete with you for the title of King of Chinese Cold Weapons." Zhang Xuan said endlessly.

"If you really want to be the boss, let's have a fight now." Xiao Chenyu shook his head and said indifferently.

"Fight now? Hahaha, just as you die now...ah!" Zhang Xuan was complacent when he smiled and screamed in pain.

"Xiao Chenyu, let me tell you, your right shoulder is ruined, and you can't even use the gold knife and silver wire. Do you still want to fight with me? If you break an arm, you can't take care of yourself in the future! I'm not bragging. Although I broke a few bones, it's easy to kill you without gold knives and silver threads!"

"Can't you take care of yourself even if you masturbate?" Xiao Chenyu was almost happy by Zhang Xuan's words: "I have a woman, so I don't need to do it myself."

The two guys lying in ** are still discussing who can kill whom now. These words fell into the ears of the nurse at the door, making them feel extremely strange.

"Anyway, it's easy to abuse you now. You still talk less nonsense. Be careful that I'm in a bad mood to beat you up." Zhang Xuan was single-minded to establish his own prestige, but completely forgot that he had been provoking the other party before.

"Is it?" Xiao Chenyu sneered: "You might as well try it. If you can defeat me, I will admit that you are the king of Chinese cold weapons."

"Really?" Zhang Xuan's eyes suddenly glowed brightly: "Are you sure?"

"I'm not bored enough to play with idiots." Xiao Chenyu said.

"Who do you think is stupid... you wait!" Zhang Xuan angrily took out the knife fan and wanted to give it to Xiao Chenyu!

But at this time, a golden light suddenly flew from Xiao Chenyu's illness**, as fast as a gust of wind, flying past Zhang Xuan's nose and forehead, and directly into the wall behind Zhang Xuan's head!

Looking at the silver thread only one centimeter above his nose, Zhang Xuan almost peed!

"My God...you...isn't your right hand completely useless? How can he..." Zhang Xuan said tremblingly. He didn't dare to move now for fear of touching the sharp silver line above his head! What's wrong with Xiao Chenyu? If he speaks, he will take action. If he is a little biased, I'm afraid he will be directly fired by the golden knife!

Xiao Chenyu, who has always been cold, turned his head and his voice was still cold, but he could hear a playful smell: "Forget to tell you that I'm a left-handed person."

"What...you...you are actually a left-handed..." Zhang Xuan never thought that Xiao Chenyu, who always used a knife with his right hand in front of the world, was actually a left-handed man! That is to say, this guy's left hand is stronger than his right hand!

"What kind of freak am I competing with the king of Chinese cold weapons?" Zhang Xuan was really miserable to be played with by Xiao Chenyu. The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became, and a mouthful of blood spewed out directly.

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