Chapter 501 Is She Really Going to Die?

"Don't say stupid things." Ye Yuchen pressed her big palm slightly, and she squeezed her cold hand, "It's okay, it will be okay..."

Mu Wanqing still shook her head.

She was all too familiar with this feeling, the feeling of dying. She didn't know whether the tumor was about to rupture or had already ruptured.

In short, she knew she was going to die.

"Let's go to the hospital, okay?" Ye Yuchen's voice was trembling, "Mu Wanqing, you haven't married me yet...promise me that you must hold on."

The man's throat was tight and he was choking.

He hugged Mu Wanqing tightly and was about to get up and hug her to leave, but the girl reached out and grabbed his collar, then turned her head and coughed weakly.

"Cough... cough cough..."

Mu Wanqing closed her eyes. She didn't cough hard, but there was still a bloody smell in her throat, and it even went straight to her brain, making her eyes black and confused.

There was a sudden sharp pain in my heart.

The sweetness in the throat suddenly increased, and the suffocation in the chest seemed to be suddenly released, like when the pump was turned on, it accumulated vigorous power and gushes out.

"puff--"

Mu Wanqing grabbed Ye Yuchen's hand by the skirt of her clothes, her fingertips lost strength, and she let go and slipped away.

Blood mist floated in the air, and a few bright red flowers bloomed before falling heavily.

On the ground, red blood flowed.

Sensing the urgency of the situation, Bo Liang froze in the middle of the fight, then looked sideways at Mu Wan, frowning tightly, "Fight quickly."

He was giving orders to his subordinates.

The priest also cast his eyes towards Mu Wan. When he saw the pool of blood blooming on the ground, his heart tightened. He raised his arms to block Bo Liang's attack and took the opportunity to rush away.

She's going to die...is she really going to die?

"Stop him!" Bo Liang ordered coldly.

Ye Yuchen held Mu Wanqing's arm and couldn't stop trembling, as if a huge syringe had been inserted into his chest, starting to pull away his hope little by little.

He knelt on the ground with one knee, and the girl lay in his arms, panting gently in endless pain.

The priest tried countless times to break through the encirclement and rush in front of Mu Wanqing, but was repeatedly stopped by Bo Liang.

The group fight surrounded Ye Yuchen and Mu Wanqing and formed a circle, wrapping them both inside. They could not break through or rush in.

"Yu Chen..." Mu Wanqing opened her lips slightly.

She tried to raise her hand to touch him, but her arm had no strength at all, as if her soul had been drained by death.

"I'm here...I'm here." Ye Yuchen held her hand tightly, "Qingqing, stop talking. Let's go to the hospital first."

He has already asked Zheng Bo's team to be in place, and Ling Feng is also on standby outside, ready to respond to them at any time.

Hospital...Mu Wanqing should be sent to the hospital immediately.

Mu Wanqing shook her head gently, "No... no, I..."

But before she finished speaking, a sweetness surged in her throat that stopped her again. She frowned slightly and closed her eyes.

Mu Wanqing coughed twice and her lips moved slightly.

However, no sound was made.

"Qingqing, tell me." Ye Yuchen knew that she had something to say, so he gently squeezed her cold hand twice, "I'm listening...I'm here."

Mu Wanqing's eyes moved slightly.

She tried to open her eyelids and tried to speak out, but she was so powerless...really powerless.

The little angel burst into tears. For the first time, he felt that he was such a useless person because of his shortcomings. He could neither cure Mu Wanqing's illness nor protect her life.