The previous chapter said: When Yu Lingqian was about to hit Yin Xitong, her brother Lin Zisheng suddenly appeared...
"Brother, why are you back suddenly?" Yu Lingqian faced the floor-to-ceiling window, and outside the window was Lan Ruolin's cherry orchard.
Lin Zisheng was sitting on the sofa, playing with the underworld's communicator in his hand, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was terrifying.
"Qian, it's been half a year since you returned to China. How could I, the elder brother, not come back..." Her thin lips parted slightly.
Yu Lingqian said nothing. Lin Zisheng seemed to have changed a lot... She had an ominous feeling.
"Why don't you say anything?" Lin Zisheng stood up slowly and faced Yu Lingqian's back. There was a special emotion in his eyes...
"Brother, you have changed," Yu Lingqian suddenly came back to her senses, her purple eyes met Lin Zisheng's eyes, and she said seriously
Lin Zisheng was startled, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes. Only you would point it out so directly...
He smiled slightly, but without the fear: "Go and see Tong,"
Yu Lingqian stared at Lin Zisheng for a long time: "Okay,"
Qian, why did you let me give up this idea at the end? Why didn't you let me forget you...
Lin Zisheng looked at Yu Lingqian's leaving back. His deep purple eyes no longer had the fear and indifference before, only reluctance and sadness...
Why did Han Zixuan look so similar when he saw Yin Xitong...
When Yu Lingqian walked around the corner, she suddenly squatted down, her right hand tightly covering her chest, and her mouth was filled with the familiar blood.
None of them knew that Yu Lingqian had been trying her best to control herself when fighting Yin Xitong. Yu Lingqian's injuries were more serious than Yin Xitong's...
The bright red blood slid down the corner of Yu Lingqian's mouth and down her fair cheeks, dripping drop by drop on the ground, splashing blood-red blood droplets, so coquettish, like the flower of the other side...
His right hand had already wrinkled the clothes on his chest, and his nails were dug into the palm of his hand. The bright red blood kept dripping on the milky white marble floor.
A delicate body slowly fell along the wall. The blood on the milky white floor was so dazzling. No one knew what this meant...
In the long corridor, the smell of blood is so familiar, the familiar figure, the bloodless cheeks, the long purple hair scattered behind the back, a strand of long hair stained with a little blood...
"Master of Demonic Sound!"
The originally sunny sky outside the window suddenly began to rain. There were no dark clouds to rely on the sunshine. However, the cold wind was biting and the rain penetrated the bone marrow. The peerless girl with long purple hair lay quietly on the hospital bed. There was no one else in the ward except her. A person, as if she is the only one in the world...
For three days, Yu Lingqian slept for three whole days...
"Qian..." Lin Zisheng stood outside the ward, his eyes focused on Yu Lingqian.
"I'm sorry..." Lan Ruolin lowered her head. Her medical skills didn't know what happened to Yu Lingqian.
"Linlin, don't be like this," Zi Moyi supported Yin Xitong and stood outside the ward.
"Let Ke come," Zi Moyi said lightly.
Her "fiancé" is a world-class medical genius, just like Yu Lingqian...