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   After a while, a glamorous middle-aged woman hurried over and asked with concern, "Where is the baby? How is the baby?"

  Bei Mingyue glanced sideways at the woman and said nothing.

  Feng Qingyan stared blankly at the door of the operating room, as if she could no longer hear any sound.

  Murong Jing stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Madam, the young master is still being rescued."

  The glamorous woman tremblingly said: "Still resuscitating? Why are you still resuscitating for so long? What are these doctors doing? Why are you still resuscitating after so long!"

  Bei Mingyue turned to look at her: "If you\'re really worried, just shut up and be quiet."

  The glamorous woman looked at Bei Mingyue: "A Yue, it\'s all mother\'s fault, I\'m sorry."

   After a while, the lights in the operating room suddenly went out. After a while, a doctor came out of the operating room.

  Feng Qingyan ran over immediately: "Doctor, how is it? Is my son okay?"

  The doctor\'s face was heavy: "Madam, the poison is severe, the young master is young"

   Before he could continue, Bei Mingyue said sharply: "Stop talking nonsense, get to the point!"

  The doctor was taken aback, and immediately said: "Yes, the young master\'s situation is a little dangerous, you two must be mentally prepared."

  Hearing this, Feng Qingyan\'s face turned pale immediately, and she staggered back. If Bei Mingyue hadn\'t supported her, she might not have been able to stand still.

   "What did you say? What to prepare for?"

  Compared to this, Bei Mingyue was extremely calm, but that calm face was even more terrifying.

  He said coldly: "I don\'t care how dangerous the situation is, you continue to rescue me immediately, if you can\'t save me, you know the consequences."

The man wiped the cold sweat off his brow, and said again: "Yes, we will do our best to rescue the young master. What I just said was the worst outcome, but the young master has not reached the worst outcome yet. We must Hurry up and rescue."

   Mrs. Beiming said: "Hurry up! My precious grandson must be safe."

"Yes Yes."

  The doctor was so frightened that he immediately went back to the operating room.

   They had no choice but to succeed and not fail in this operation.

  Feng Qingyan leaned against Bei Mingyue\'s body weakly, and suddenly choked up and said, "Why, why is this happening? Who is it? Who is it?"

  Bei Mingyue hugged her and comforted her softly: "When the baby is fine, I will go to interrogate immediately, and I will definitely find the murderer."

  Feng Qingyan buried her head in his arms, crying silently.

  Looking at the two, Mrs. Beiming was full of self-blame. She shouldn\'t have listened to the villain\'s slander, she shouldn\'t have read the fake paternity test report, and questioned that the baby was not her own grandson.

  Time passed bit by bit.

  When the operating door opened again, the doctor came out.

  Feng Qingyan stood where she was, suddenly a little afraid to go forward, she was afraid, afraid of hearing news that made her despair.

  Bei Mingyue asked in a deep voice: "How is it?"

  The doctor immediately replied: "The owner, madam, the young master is fine for the time being, and everything has returned to normal, but we need to observe for 24 hours to make sure there are no other symptoms."

  Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

  Feng Qingyan\'s tightly hanging heart finally fell to the ground temporarily.

  This is the first time in Bei Mingyue\'s life that he feels the fear of death, the fear of being lost forever and never seeing each other again.

  He owed his son, if he really left like this, he would never be able to forgive himself.

  Mrs. Beiming covered her heart and let out a long breath: "It\'s fine, it\'s fine."