"Let me go, I want to go to her right away. If she is gone, what's the point of keeping this body?" He broke free from Zheng Yan in a mad manner.
Although he was injured at this time, when a person was greatly stimulated, his body's potential ability was infinite.
Zheng Yan couldn't stop him at all, and he broke free in just a few strokes.
He knew that things would definitely not stop Ling Ang from doing so, so he could only hurriedly arrange for the doctor to go with Ling Ang.
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Hospital.
Lan Yuchi held the DNA inspection report, and the agreement rate was 99.9%.
He leaned against the wall without any sense of despair, staring blankly at the door of the room, his face as if dead, bloodless.
Wang Li and his wife fainted many times, and they were both lying on the hospital bed with a little drip.
Ling Ang came with a heart burning and heartbroken grief.
The door of the room opened, and a body covered with white cloth was quietly placed there.
Ling Ang suddenly rushed over, lifted the white cloth, and a charred body appeared in front of him.
"Ao Shuang..." He shouted heart-wrenchingly, his voice squealing the sky and the earth, which was even more painful than destroying the heart and liver.
He was like a lonely bird who was torn off his wings by a tough swelling wound, falling from the boundless sky with bloody wounds. The extremely strong grief and the fear of falling made him almost suffocate every second
past.
He wanted to faint... he really wanted to...
After fainting, he would not have to face such a tragic situation.
But his consciousness was cruelly awake, letting him look at the fact that he was heartbroken in front of him.
His tears kept coming out like water in the dike, flowing through his face.
The blood in his chest and mouth slammed his heart like a tsunami, causing his heart to break into pieces and slowly melted into blood...
His wound had already cracked and was only temporarily treated on the plane, which did not curb the deterioration of the wound.
Now that he was so excited, the blood from the wound kept pouring out again and instantly dripped on the white cloth under him, dyeing the dazzling red color.
The two doctors next to him quickly helped him away, "Mr. Ling, don't be too excited, let us help you with the wound first."
He threw away the doctor very hard, his emotions fluctuated, "I don't want it! You guys go away, I want to accompany Aoshuang."
The doctor's face was anxious, "Mr. Ling, you have to stitch the wound quickly, otherwise the situation will become more and more serious."
"I said no!" Ling Ang shouted loudly, completely unable to control his emotions.
Zheng Yan knew that he was too sad at this time and put everything outside his body, so he would definitely not listen to any advice.
He winked at the two doctors, and several people went up and hugged Ling Ang, forcibly pulling him from Wang Aoshuang.
"You let go of me!... Let me go... I want to accompany her..." Ling Ang kept running away and struggling violently as if he was an angry African wild lion.
Several people were afraid of getting his wound and dared not use too much force, so they could not hold him down after all their efforts.
Seeing the blood flowing more and more from his wound, a doctor hurriedly shouted to a nurse beside him: "Get the sedation needle quickly."
Several people finally held Ling Ang's arm, and the nurse slowly injected the potion into his arm.