Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

With a face that makes all women crazy, the deep facial lines are perfect and the thin lips have an almost ruthless connotation, even if he lies quietly in bed with his eyes closed, the oppressive breath around him persists.

He Zeyu, the man of this world.

Because of the collapse of the world line, two years ago in a car accident and turned into a vegetable, he has yet to wake up.

And Shen Kibai's task is to enter his spiritual world and wake him up.

The time and reality of the spiritual world are not proportional, and even a short minute is enough.

After the system gave the prompt, Shum Wood White closed his eyes and woke up in a daze and noise.

“Doctor, my sweetheart is dying. Please help her. I'm on my knees. You must bring her back to life.” A man in a white and blue uniform was holding her thighs in tears and seemingly heartbroken.

Shen Mubai was a little confused. Before she could figure out what the situation was, she was irritated by the other party's crying again. She looked at the white coat on her body and understood that she might be a doctor now. Although she wanted to know what the male owner was now, seeing this patient crying very tragically, she felt compelled to condense a few points, so she asked, "How is your... sweetheart doing now? ”

The man said with tears and snot, "She just flew down the stairs and broke her arm, Doctor, she's still alive. ”

The noise around them attracted the white attention of the sunken wood to the past, only to the hallway, full of patients, some playing with the belt, some sitting on the seat, and some even scolding each other with anger.

Shen Kibai, ".....” Is this really a hospital?

Before she thought about what was wrong, the man holding her thigh cried again, "Doctor, you have to come with me to save her, it's too late. ”

Shen Kibai felt that life was at stake, and now it was not time to think of something else, so he said to the man, "Where is she now? You take me there. ”

The man nodded and climbed out of the floor with tears, then took her out of the corridor and turned all the way out.

Outside, there are patients wearing blue and white clothes everywhere, and occasionally there are several doctors wearing white coats.

Shen Kibai followed him and always felt something was wrong. As a matter of principle, he fell from upstairs and broke his arm. Shouldn't he be sent to the operating room now?

But looking at this man with her all the time, thinking, maybe not yet discovered by the doctor, the pace grew ever more urgent.

They took her to an empty space, scattered around several patients, and looked up at the sky as if there was a flower in the sky.

The man stopped and cried again, kneeling down and holding her thigh, pointing not far away, "Doctor, help her!” He struggled with fear, as if there was a real blur ahead of him.

Shen Kibai, "...” She's not blind, is she?

“Doctor, is she hopeless?” The man looked at her in panic, his nostrils and tears all smudged.

Shen Kibai thought he was really blind, so he asked politely, "Well, did your baby go to the O.R.? ”

The man shook his head, “She's right there, her arm's right there, so scary, so scary, isn't she a dead doctor?” The more he cried, the tighter he held the white thighs of the trees.