A stream of blood flowed out of Lan Yuchi's mouth, which seemed extremely inconsistent on his Biaojun's face. "Dad, you... just... let me... say it."
"Okay, you said... you said..." Lan Feng's nervous soul was lost.
He spoke intermittently: "No matter what method... you use, you must... block... today's things... and... don't... hold Aoshuang accountable... "A very ordinary sentence, but Lan Yuchi seemed to have spent his whole life.
Lan Feng looked at his son's fragile son and was heartbroken, "Yuchi, why are you so stupid?"
Lan Yuchi shook his haggard lips, angry, "Dad... I... beg you..., otherwise, I... die... and will not keep my eyes closed..."
"Okay, I promise you." Lan Feng's tears fell like beads.
Lan Yuchi's face as white as snow showed a transparent smile, "Thank you... Thank you... Dad..."
Although his smile was very small, it was so attractive, just like when he was refreshed, and he was unparalleled in handsomeness.
"Go to the hospital!" Lan Feng and Xu You immediately helped Lan Yuchi up.
Lan Yuchi looked at Wang Aoshuang with the last fragile aftertaste, and slowly closed his eyes.
Wang Aoshuang covered her head with her hands, cried so hard that she had lost all her strength, and fell to the ground like she had no skeleton.
Tears mixed with Lan Yuchi's blood flowed all over the floor...
Lan Feng and his wife stared at the lights at the door with their eyes scattered, without any anger.
Xu You leaned against the wall and stared blankly at the ceiling.
Wang Aoshuang sat on the stool woodenly, her whole body as if she had been evacuated from her soul.
The door of the operating room opened and the nurse hurried out with a piece of paper.
"This is a critical illness notice, please sign it on it."
When Feng Yuchang heard this, his body became weak and he fainted.
Lan Feng picked up the pen with tears in his eyes, his hands trembled violently, and it took a lot of effort to write down his name crookedly.
The nurse hurried back again.
Lan Feng lay on the wall, trembling his shoulders constantly.
Wang Aoshuang's heart continued to sink like a stone falling from the bottom of the sea, as if it had lost all gravity.
If Lan Yuchi really leaves like this, it means that she will be in pain for the rest of her life.
"Pan." A loud and heavy slap slapped her in the face.
Lan Feng's face was shattered and covered in blue, "You executioner!"
If he hadn't promised his son not to hold her accountable, he would have thrown her into the sea to feed the sharks early in the morning.
Wang Aoshuang stood there blankly, like a puppet, without crying or expression.
Yes, she deserves to fight, all this is caused by her.
He was right, she was just a tycoon. She deserved it!
But in that case, she seemed to have no choice, she just subconsciously protected herself.
But now he was wondering about her like a cloud. Didn’t Lan Yuchi hate her very much? Why did he use all his efforts at the last moment to pray to Lan Feng to let her go?
Why has Lan Yuchi never resented her since she fell?
And the last look of sad eyes, why was it so painful? It seemed to be full of something, why didn't she understand it?