At the same time, Feng Yiyue also arrived at the hospital.
Mr. Zhang was rushed to the operating room. Feng Yiyue stood at the door of the operating room, watching the operating light come on, feeling a little dazed.
The white skirt has been dyed bright red, and the hair is extremely messy. At this moment, Feng Yiyue is not as calm and noble as she was at the beginning.
At first glance, it seems to have a somewhat broken beauty.
When Feng Yiyue came over, there was too much movement and attracted a lot of people. Some people stood not far away and pointed.
Especially when they saw Feng Yiyue covered in blood, most people thought it was a criminal case. Although they were curious, they did not dare to approach Feng Yiyue.
Feng Yiyue sat on the chair a little dejectedly, feeling really exhausted both physically and mentally at this moment.
She could dodge the knife that Lina stabbed, but she didn't expect Mr. Zhang to block the knife for her at all costs.
That moment was really shocking.
Mr. Zhang was one of the few people who gave her warmth in her early years.
When she was a child, she remembered that her mother said that she was an orphan and had no relatives, so the orphanage was her home, so she also had some affection for the orphanage.
When her mother passed away, she seemed to have no support at all. After running away, she accidentally went to Lantian Orphanage, where Mr. Zhang took her in for a few days.
Later, when she returned to the Tang family and left the Tang family, she had no contact with the Lantian Welfare Institution, and that short-lived haven was gradually forgotten due to the trivial things in life.
It wasn't until she accidentally saw the news one day that the orphanage was about to be unable to sustain itself, so she contacted Mr. Zhang again and went to the orphanage to do volunteer work, teach the children knowledge, and use a large part of her assets to fund the orphanage.
She had been doing this for many years, but she had never told anyone.
In the midst of the turmoil during this period of time, Mr. Zhang has made many phone calls, wanting to inform the public of her good deeds and clear her name.
But she declined them all.
She did these things just because she wanted to. If exposed, both the orphanage and the children would lose their peaceful lives. This was not her intention.
But she really didn't expect that two old people would appear here today, coming for her...
Tears fell from her fingers. She had nothing to worry about in her life, but she couldn't help but feel moved by this old man who was not a relative but was willing to shield her from the knife.
Mu Qing hurried over with another old man and saw Feng Yiyue looking like this. To be honest, Mu Qing was indescribably shocked at this moment.
Her cousin is remembered as a person who rarely sheds tears.
But now she was sitting in the silent corridor of the hospital, with cold lights scattered on her body, and the tears in the corners of her eyes looked so cold and helpless.
"Yi Yue, how is Lao Zhang?"
The old man staggered to Feng Yiyue.
Hearing the voice, Feng Yiyue hurriedly wiped the tears from her eyes and stood up to help the old man.
"Grandma Liu, I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."
The two old men had no children in their lives. They ran an orphanage and took care of generations of children. Even though Feng Yiyue only briefly stayed in the orphanage for a few days, they regarded Feng Yiyue as close as their own granddaughter.
That's why I couldn't bear Feng Yiyue being insulted and slandered again and again.
"You stupid kid, why are you apologizing? It's not your fault."
The old man touched Feng Yiyue's hair, just like when he brought Feng Yiyue into the orphanage.
"It's okay, don't blame yourself."
"Not long ago, a fortune teller told Lao Zhang his fortune, saying that he would live a long life. So Old Bones is still alive, so don't worry."
The old man trembled and patted Feng Yiyue's hand, trying to comfort Feng Yiyue and himself.
"Well, Grandpa Zhang is such a good person, and he will definitely live a long life."
Just as he helped the old man sit down, He Liangchuan also came over after hearing the news.
Looking at Feng Yiyue who was covered in blood, He Liangchuan felt that the red blood stung his eyes.
He didn't dare to think about whether he would go crazy if the blood was hers.
