Seventy Koi: The Unlucky Boss Hugged Me and Cried

    Injuries

    In the quiet corridor, a tragic atmosphere pervades.

    Mu Qing sat down in the empty seat next to her and secretly wiped the moisture from her eyes.

    She couldn't help thinking that if she came back to the laboratory earlier, she might be able to discover the hidden dangers in the laboratory.

     Or, if she takes a few steps faster, she might be able to protect everyone before the explosion.

    In that case, they might not be sitting here now.

    Mr. Luo arrived next to Mu Qing at some point.

    He seemed to see Mu Qing's self-blame and comforted her softly.

    "Mr. Mu, you are still pregnant, so don't worry too much."

    "We have to trust them and they will be fine."

    I don't know if Mr. Luo said this to himself or to Mu Qing.

    At this time, Mu Qing has packed up her emotions.

    Because she knows very rationally that this time is not the time to be sad.

    She has space in her hand, as long as the three of them don't die, she can always find a way to restore them to their original state.

    Mu Qing took a breath.

    "Mr. Luo, don't worry, I'm fine." She said.

    Mr. Luo listened to Mu Qing's words, she was a little surprised at how quickly her emotions were adjusted.

    "That's good, that's good." He sighed repeatedly.

    "We'll wait for them to come out, they're heroes."

    Mr. Luo was a little shocked by Mu Qing's words, and couldn't help surging.

    "You're right, they're heroes."

    "The injuries they suffered today are all future achievements!"

    Mr. Luo finished her sigh, stayed by Mu Qing's side, and continued to wait.

    It took several hours before two colleagues who were slightly injured were pushed out.

    As soon as the two colleagues were pushed out, the person guarding the corridor immediately stood up.

    Mu Qing asked with a bit of excitement.

    "How are our colleagues, doctor?"

    "It's not life-threatening for the time being, but the burn area is a bit large and it will take a long time to recuperate."

    A colleague who was lying down slowly opened his eyes and asked.

    "Doctor, can we still use the computer with flexible fingers?"

    His voice was full of anticipation.

    The colleague who was squinting next to him also quickly opened his eyes when he heard this question.

     "Doctor, can you?"

    The doctor didn't go too far, sorted out his emotions, and then turned back.

    "You have to trust our doctor, our Kyoto First People's Hospital, the best hospital in Kyoto, and we will definitely try our best to treat you well."

    "Oh, that's good, there's hope."

    "There is hope."

    The two were much calmer when they heard the doctor's answer.

    In their eyes, there is a light of quiet anticipation, which is particularly moving.

    Mu Qing was originally a very rational person, but listening to the words of the two colleagues, her nasal cavity was unbearably sour.

    The spirit of their dedication to the cause can really move people's hearts, but in the end, few people can remember them.

    There are many of them in this era.

    Every one is really an unsung hero.

    Mu Qing held their bed frame and tried to show a smile to encourage.

    "When you guys are well, I will design a game for you, called Happy Xiaoxiaole, which is very fun and stress-relieving. You have to work hard to cooperate with the doctor."

    "Try to get better soon."

    "Okay, Mu, I promise you."

    "I promise you too, happy Xiao Xiaole, very happy to hear it!"

    "Yes, very happy, everything will pass."

    After Mu Qing finished speaking, she straightened up and let the hospital bed pass in front of her.

    It wasn't until the hospital bed was far away that she quickly stepped aside and secretly wiped away her tears.