On the way to Qingshan Hospital, Nan Song's palms were sweating constantly.

Her head was buzzing, and she felt that her heart was cold and cold, without a trace of warmth. Her heart was sinking continuously and panicked.

The younger brother told her that Qiao Leng had ambushed someone on the way to the airport, and when he tried to escape, he got into a fight with the police and was shot in multiple places, and was fatally shot in the end.

Joe was so cold.

The devil who had tortured her and made her miserable was finally dead.

But the car Yu Jinwen and Yan Yuan were in collided with the car driven by Qiao Leng, causing a very serious car accident.

Both people were sent to the nearest Qingshan Hospital for rescue, but... the situation was grim.

The originally sunny weather suddenly turned gloomy.

God's face changes so quickly that it's unbearable.

Nan Song was stiff all over, and her little brother kept comforting her, but it seemed as if all sounds were cut off from her ears, and she couldn't hear anything.

Scenes suddenly flashed through his eyes like a revolving lantern.

She thought of that day ten years ago, the tall man and handsome face who held her in his arms, comforted her not to be afraid, and told her, "My name is Yu Jinwen."

She couldn't remember his cold treatment of her in those three years. She only remembered how he apologized again and again, confessed again and again, and tried his best to please her.

She loved a man for ten years.

During the ten years when she loved him most, the person he pretended to be was not her.

During the six months when he wanted to pursue her back, she was indifferent, repulsive, rejected, disgusted, and even disgusted.

She repaid him the injustice he had done to her tenfold and a hundredfold, and she took revenge vividly and happily. She was very strong-willed. If she said she didn't love him anymore, she didn't love him anymore.

But why, at this moment, all she thinks about is his good?

What about his badness?

Why can't she remember suddenly?

Nan Song got out of the car with numb legs and walked to the entrance of Qingshan Hospital. She suddenly stopped and did not dare to go inside.

She was a little scared.

Seeing her pale face and bloodless lips, Luo Junheng came over to hug her, caressed her shoulders, and said warmly: "Don't be afraid, big brother is with you."

Nan Song walked in, entered the elevator, and went upstairs.

As soon as I got out of the elevator, I heard roars, mixed with cries.

"The person was still breathing when he came in. He was obviously angry. Why did you put him to death? Why?!"

"Aren't you doctors? Save people! Hurry up and save people!"

"Save him, I beg you..."

Zhao Xu grabbed the doctor's collar, cried, shouted, and fussed, and finally broke down in tears.

He Zhao hugged him, trying to stop him but couldn't stop him, so he squatted on the ground with him.

The two seven-foot-tall boys, with red eyes, hugged each other and cried.

The bodyguard in black next to him was standing against the wall, his face was also ashen, his eyes were red, his head was lowered, silently mourning.

There was a buzz in Nan Song's head, like thunder, and he froze at the entrance of the stairs.

There was a body lying on the surgical stretcher, covered with white cloth from feet to head, and the white cloth had long been stained red with blood.

Shocking red.

Quietly.

So quiet...

When Zhao Xu and He Zhao saw Nan Song's arrival, they looked suffocated, and then their expressions twitched, they covered their foreheads and burst into tears.

Nan Song, like a soulless puppet, walked towards the surgical stretcher step by step.

"Xiao Liu..." Bai Luyu wanted to stop her, but she pushed him away.

He Shen called her, but she turned a deaf ear.

Luo Junheng grabbed Bai Luyu and He Shen, shook his head at them, and watched his sister approaching step by step, only following behind her silently.
Chapter completed!