There is no question about her future, and the fate of her backbone is uncertain. For a calm and intelligent woman like her, her previous choice was obviously a bit abnormal.
But she, like Tang Wanrou and Yu Qian, did not leave this killing place immediately.
"What about you? Miss Yu." The old man was a little reluctant, maybe out of curiosity, maybe because of something else.
Yu Qian just smiled, her eyes gone dark, "I just think he will be fine, isn't it ridiculous... If you really never see him again, what difference does it make if you leave or not? Survive
It takes courage, right?"
As she spoke, she walked forward aimlessly. When she walked not far ahead, she suddenly squatted down and buried her head between her knees. She started sobbing, and her tears fell down, soaking the ground...
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Yan Bing stopped, feeling as if he was out of his mind. Everything in front of him seemed to be blurry, his heart began to hurt, breathing became a little difficult, the tears he was holding back, and the broken water pipes...
Emotional collapse is always instantaneous. Even if you don't see Yu Qian's collapse, the eldest daughter of the Yan family will definitely have times when her breath is filled with sadness.
One person could not walk, another squatted down and shed tears. Xuandao remained silent for a long time. It was desolate and desolate, with no future and no direction.
The sky is falling...
No one paid attention to the eldest lady of the Tang family, and no one was in such a mood. Sadness and sorrow were like a flood that opened up, swallowing them up.
Tang Wanrou dialed the number mechanically, dialing at random intervals. It seemed that as long as he kept calling, the guy behind the number would definitely get through.
Her throat became sore at some point, and the sorrow and grief in her heart kept surging, but she never cried. In the end, her eyes were blurred by tears, but she still smiled, the kind of "laughing through tears", silly and stunned.
Yes, my eyes are filled with eternal light.
"This guy will definitely be fine..."
"You're so strong, nothing will happen to you. Answer the phone, idiot, answer the phone, please..."
"Uuuuuuuuah, I finally fell in love with you and fell in love with you. You can't just ignore me..."
"Bai Che, what should I do? If I had known that night, I should have stopped pretending to be reserved and gotten into your bed..."
Xuan Xuzi just stood aside quietly, not comforting anyone. The scene in front of him seemed to him like a hellish scene.
If things could be solved just by crying, then there would be no such word as sadness in this world.
The scene turned, and a military truck was speeding on the national highway. The military colonel's face softened a lot, and lying next to him was an angry man. "Okay, Miss Du, I will arrange a military doctor here as soon as possible.
Once we are sure we can transfer him, we will secretly transfer him to Tianjin!"
Time is like a wheel, it does not stop turning due to the joys and sorrows of the world.
Jinmen is adjacent to Yanzhou, the center of Daxia, and on the outskirts of the imperial city, where famous figures have always appeared in large numbers.
The accent is fun, and so are the people.
Du Xue is also an interesting person.
She could have refused to save him, but she chose to save her.
Not only did he save his life, he also cared about the young man's injury.
Du Zhanshen understands his daughter after all, he just sees through it without telling her.
He was accidentally injured during a medical competition, and this young man surnamed Bai took a fancy to the prestige of the Du family and volunteered to come to the Du family to treat him, the former god of war.
Is this possible?!
"Xiaoxue, Dad suggests that you send him to a hospital outside for treatment. We are not related to anyone. If something goes wrong if we delay the treatment, we will be arrested."
Du Zhanshen looked very poor, a little sickly, but his whole figure was like a sharp sword covered in dust, and his eyes were still as sharp as before.
A blunted sword is still a sharp sword after all. If it is unsheathed, it still has a certain degree of lethality.