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Chapter 3941

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A man who was as thin as a match, even if he had been frozen for a long time, he was already covered in livor mortis.

"Quickly go." Du Jiu Sheng pulled her hand and ran down the stairs. Luo Qingchen felt her heart jump into her throat.

"Peng, peng, peng." There were gunshots behind them. Du Jiu Sheng pulled her hand as he said, "What you gave him was fake?"

"He ….. His son is already like this ….." Luo Qingchen anxiously nodded. Even if it was real, there was no saving him!

This was a person who had been dead for so many years, if this medicine was really that amazing, Einstein could have been revived!

"Ah!" Wang Meng's angry roar came from the fourth floor, "Since my son can't be revived, you don't need to live either. All of you will be buried with him! "

"This is bad!"

When Du Jiu Sheng's voice sounded in her ears, Luo Qingchen tightly threw herself into his embrace.

No matter what, whether it was life or death, she had to be with him.

But Du Jiu Sheng still protected her in the end … …

There were times when a person's life was very short and they couldn't experience that many ups and downs.

But everything they experienced was definitely unique.

In a daze, Luo Qingchen seemed to hear the system's voice and that familiar prompt.

But when she opened her eyes, she was no longer in the Chaos Space.

-

Her vision was very blurry and she couldn't even hear clearly. She couldn't use any strength at all.

She wanted to move, but she found that she couldn't move at all.

Was this a hospital?

Luo Qingchen closed her eyes and the doctors around her began to check her.

Her vision and senses were recovering bit by bit. Her memories were a bit blurry, but a familiar figure appeared in front of her.

Where was Du Jiu Sheng? Where was Du Jiu Sheng?

She wanted to ask, but she found that after she was injected, her vision turned dark again and she lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, it was late at night and there were many people around her.

She blinked and blinked before saying with difficulty, "Jiu Sheng ….. Where is Du Jiu Sheng?"

"In the intensive care unit." Lu Xin frowned and said, "You've already walked through the gates of hell, don't let your imagination run wild for the time being."

Hearing that Du Jiu Sheng was still alive, Luo Qingchen let out a long sigh of relief.

At least he was still alive. At least she had a chance to see him again.

Luo Qingchen was no longer sleepy as she lay on the bed. She was waiting for herself to regain her strength so that she could walk from her ward to his.

However, time did not seem to wait for her. In just one night, she had already heard the news of his cardiac arrest five times in his ward.

Luo Qingchen felt that … she had no more time to wait …

Enduring the pain in his body, he rushed out of the hospital and ran all the way home to grab something.

She didn't know if she could save Du Jiu Sheng, but at least … …

If it didn't work, she didn't want to be alone in this life.

Without Nian An, she had nothing to worry about.

It was just a strange and bizarre incident, and he didn't seem to have suffered any pain.

Just treat it as a side story with mister Du Jiu Sheng!

He hoped that the next time they met, there would be a happy ending.

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Standing in the hospital room, Luo Qingchen felt like she was using her last breath to walk to Du Jiu Sheng's side.

There was a phrase that suddenly rang in her mind: The Other Shore Flower blooms and the world dies.

Some thousand years of memories began to fill her mind.

She opened the small bottle and dripped the so called Other Shore Sacred Water onto Du Jiu Sheng's lips.

The air seemed to be filled with a faint fragrance. In the next second, her vision turned black, and she fell into a deep sleep.

When she opened her eyes, she was stunned.

She was — —

The Chaos Space.

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