1250. Vegetative State

Qiao Xu leaned on Lu Moqing's shoulder, the whole scene at that time filled her mind.

She had just felt that the person was suspicious, and before she could tell Mo Mo, she was suddenly pushed far away by her.

She watched as the man stabbed Mo Mo's heart with a fruit knife, over and over again.

At that moment, she felt so helpless, only able to watch as she was stabbed.

In her mind, the image of the fruit knife piercing Xia Yumo's heart kept repeating, and Lu Moqing could feel that Qiao Xu's eyes were trembling even more severely.

He furrowed his eyebrows and held her even tighter with both hands.

Like comforting a child, he gently patted her back.

After waiting for more than an hour, the light in the rescue room finally went off.

Gu Junhang almost bounced up from his chair the instant the light went off, rushing to the door of the rescue room.

"How is she, doctor?"