"Jin Xi, you must be fine. Grandpa is the only one left now, and I am the only one left. Nothing can happen to you." Mu Ranmo crossed herself desperately on her chest.
"Jin Xi, just wait for me. I won't let you leave without knowing anything. You still owe me an explanation." Zuo Lan Yinche lost his temper in [Praise of Death].
"Sister Jinxi, please wait for me, okay? Xiaoyu owes you an apology, please wait for me." An Xiaoyu anxiously waited for the answer in front of An's father. Leng Mingshuohan was extremely anxious in the gang.
"Can't find her? You can't find a living person? A bunch of trash, go quickly, hurry up, if you can't find her again, you should go wherever you go." Can Yu Weiyang's face was ferocious.
"Qing, do you want to tell Sapar?" Leichen put on the earrings that had been dusted for a long time. "No, Sapar is in a very bad situation now." Yi Qing thought about the melancholy boy and shook her head.
"Okay. I understand." Leichen quickly came to Ziling Manzhu, summoned his men, and quickly found someone.
Xiao Ai: "The operating light went out and the doctor came out. There was no emotion on his face under the mask."
"How is it?" Mu Ranmo's eyes were bloodshot and a little swollen due to the music. She ran to the doctor and asked eagerly.
"Old classmate, I'm sorry, we tried our best." Jinxi's personal doctor bowed deeply and looked at the uneasy Mu Ranmo calmly. "What do you mean?" Mu Ranmo couldn't hold it any longer.
"Mo. Surgery is inherently risky. Moreover, Jinxi still has blood clots in her brain compressing nerves. The success rate of this kind of cancer surgery is not high. I'm sorry for doing this."
"Do you know, I am just a granddaughter. When I, Mu Ranmo, am old, I am not the same Mu Ranmo I used to be. I also need to rely on myself. Now, except for Jin Xi, there is no one to die for me. Now you
Tell me, even she left me, what should I do? Tell me, what should I do? "
"Mo, I'm really sorry. I tried my best. People can't be resurrected after death. Mo, you should just accept your condolences." The doctor shook his head repeatedly and waved. The nurse, anesthesiologist, and doctor all left.
Inside the huge corridor, it gradually became quiet, so quiet that it was scary. "Jin Xi... Yi'er, I'm sorry, dad didn't take good care of your child. I'm sorry." Mu Ranmo knelt down in despair.
"My child." Mu Ranmo cried hard. How could he find such a considerate granddaughter despite the separation of yin and yang? What would he do with his future life? If he could go back to the past, he would definitely not allow Jin Xi to take revenge.
But, is it still too late to regret? The person is already dead...