The shrill barking of the dog pierced the sky. The Bichon Frize was so painful that his eyes shed tears, and blood gushed out desperately. It lay on the ground and kept twitching...

Mai Linlin smiled ferociously, picked up the scissors and stabbed the dog again——

An Lan immediately rushed forward because she was protecting the dog, and received a few scratches on her arms, but she didn't feel the pain and staggered away holding the puppy in her arms.

Blood flowed from between her fingers, staining the ground red. The body in her arms changed from active to quiet, from warm to cold.

An Lan was weak after all, and Mai Linlin pulled her hair from behind. She fell to the ground with a cry of pain, but the puppy was still tightly held in her arms!

She looked up at Mai Linlin with great anger, gritted her teeth and said: "Mai Linlin, you will definitely die a bad death!"

"I want to see who is going to die a good death!" Mai Linlin snorted coldly, with a malicious smile on her face, and lowered her voice and said in her ear: "Feng Yu will be back soon, you can

You can go to him and file a complaint. However, I advise you to give up on this idea. He will definitely not believe you!"

After saying that, she smiled proudly, and when she saw something in the corner of her eye, her face suddenly changed, and she fell to her knees on the ground, crying suddenly and shrilly——

"Pudding, what's wrong with you? An Lan, how could you do such a cruel thing to a puppy!"

Behind her, the sound of rapid footsteps came, and Mai Linlin cried inconsolably, shouting Pudding's name.

"Miss Mai, Miss An, what's going on...Oh my god, that dog..."

The servants headed by Aunt Li ran out when they heard the noise, but saw that both of them were covered in blood, and the dog in An Lan's arms died in a very miserable way!

Suddenly everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

At this time, a cold voice came -

"What happened?"

Everyone moved out of the way, and Feng Yu's tall figure stepped forward, looked at the two of them solemnly, walked over to help Mai Linlin up, and asked: "Linlin, what's wrong with you?"

Mai Linlin's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and she snuggled into Feng Yu's arms, saying incoherently: "Ayu, Pudding... Pudding was killed!"

Feng Yu only glanced at the dog and his eyes fell on An Lan.

An Lan sat on the ground, holding the dead dog in her arms, her white dress covered in mottled blood.

She lowered her head slightly and held the puppy's cold body. Its dark eyes were still so pure and round, full of innocence and pain.

"Aunt Li, what on earth is going on?" Feng Yu asked coldly.

"Young Master... I don't know. Miss An is here to bask in the sun. I went to the kitchen to make snacks, and then I heard a dog barking..." Aunt Li looked at An Lan hesitantly.

, the voice gradually became quiet.

"Did you beat the dog to death?"

This time, Feng Yu asked An Lan!

An Lan still sat there holding the dog, silent as if he hadn't heard anything.

Mai Linlin took the opportunity to howl, pulled Feng Yu's sleeve and said: "Ayu, don't blame An Lan... I didn't take the pudding seriously, it went to harass An Lan, and An Lan missed it because he was in a bad mood.

.....”

"Hmph, can you beat a dog like this by mistake?" Feng Yu snorted coldly, looked at An Lan and said coldly: "I'm asking you, did you hear it?"

An Lan finally moved. She stood up with the dog in her arms. She was covered in blood. She looked at Feng Yu with indifference and said, "I didn't hurt it."

"Pudin, my pudding! Ayu, it died so miserably...Why would someone be so cruel to a puppy, wuwu..."

Mai Linlin leaned in Feng Yu's arms and cried heartbrokenly.

An Lan sneered, looked at her expressionlessly, and said slowly: "Mai Linlin, dogs have spirits, they will definitely come back to you tonight!"

"An Lan, I really don't know what you are talking about, pudding..." Mai Linlin cried so hard that she couldn't breathe, rolled her eyes, and fainted in Feng Yu's arms...

...

Mai Linlin suddenly fell into coma and was sent to the hospital. Everyone in the Feng family was so busy that no one noticed An Lan's whereabouts.

She carried Pudding's body and walked all the way to the back hill of the villa, where she chose a place to bury the dog's body.

When everything was completed, her white dress had lost its original color, and the blood and sand were mixed together, like a strange abstract painting.

She knelt down on the ground, gently smoothed the ground, and whispered: "Pudding, I'm sorry! If it weren't for me, you would still be alive and well... Rest in peace and find someone who truly loves you in the next life.

Master, don’t touch me again.”

Thinking of the innocent and tragic death of Pudding, her heart ached.

In Mai Linlin's rage, a life was lost. Perhaps in people's eyes, it was just a dog.

But to An Lan, Pudding is a friend she just met.

It brought a glimmer of light to her boring and dark life, but this light was too short-lived and was swallowed up in an instant.

She knelt and sat there for a long time before standing up and returning to the villa, like a soulless ghost.

at the same time--

In the hospital.

Mai Linlin was sent to the ward. Her attending doctor stood at the door and said to Feng Yu seriously: "Mr. Feng, the patient's kidneys can no longer bear the load. Surgery must be performed as soon as possible, otherwise his life will be in danger."

Feng Yu pondered and nodded, noncommittal.

After the doctor left, Ling Yu, who had just come out of the operating room, came over, patted his shoulder and said, "I just heard from my colleague that Mai Linlin's transplant surgery cannot be delayed any longer."

Feng Yu looked at Mai Linlin's face and said solemnly: "I understand."

Ling Yu glanced at him, hesitated for a moment and said, "I have reviewed Miss Xu's situation. She is indeed no longer suitable for transplant surgery. Have you used other channels to find suitable candidates?"

Hearing this, Feng Yu raised a sneer on his lips and said without any warmth: "There is a suitable candidate right in front of me!"

Ling Yu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he frowned in disapproval, "An Lan's current health is in very poor condition, and a rash transplant would put her life in danger."
Chapter completed!