Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

An elegant voice sounded: "Wake up?"

He motioned to the nurse on the side to help her up, but Ye Liangqiu refused. She struggled frantically and called Qin Anlan's name. At this time, she had already remembered everything.

Remember the sound of an explosion in my ear...

She fainted, but still heard.

"An Lan, I want to see An Lan." She struggled with all her strength, but in vain.

She was extremely weak, but even so, she was still making trouble.

The tears from the corners of the eyes glided across, a flash of water...

Du Yuesheng finally got up and motioned to the nurse with her eyes. The nurse let go, and Ye Liangqiu fell into his arms.

She refused and struggled desperately, but how could her strength be more than him?

With only a slight effort, she trapped her whole person.

The always serious man said in a low voice in her ear: "He is gone, calm down."

Although cruel, he spoke easily.

She would make trouble, but it would be more cruel to her if she didn't say it.

Ye Liangqiu was stunned.

Gone?

What do you mean?

She stared at Du Yuesheng steadily, searching for something in his face, as if looking for an answer.

"What are you talking about?" Her voice was soft: "Can you tell me where An Lan is? Where is he... Is he also in the hospital? Is he injured?"

Her expression was cautious, as if she did not dare to speak loudly, and her last dream in her heart was shattered.

She broke his heart like that.

And her fragility, her pain, all because of others.

Du Yuesheng is still a lover of children, and when necessary, he can be very cruel.

Since I want to get her, I want to be with her for a long time, then nothing else is important.

His voice was a bit painful, "Qin Anlan, he is dead."

died?

It's dead... how could it be dead?

No, he must be lying to her?

An Lan is as omnipotent as he is, a smart person like him will not die for her, he must have a way to escape, he is the kind of person who has a perfect solution to do things.

He is not an impulsive person.

How could he die?

She covered her head, refused such an answer, and desperately said: "No, no, he won't die, you lie to me! Go away, go away... I want An Lan, you go away."

Her teeth were biting her lip, biting blood, blood flowing down the corners of her mouth, red.

Du Yuesheng sighed slightly, "Cool autumn, sad season!"

Don't be sorry for her!

What's the sorrow of her festival?

Her An Lan is not dead, she doesn't need it!

She is going to find An Lan now, she wants it now.

Pushing Du Yuesheng away frantically, he stumbled towards the outside and fell after two steps when his legs were soft.

He got up, ran again, and stumbled out like this. When he ran to the door, his whole body was already weak.

The little nurse said worriedly: "Mr. Du, look, we still use Diazepam?"

"No!" Du Yuesheng refused without even thinking about it, "She is pregnant. I will follow her, don't go there."

As he said, he followed Ye Liangqiu's body, watching her desperately running towards the front, desperately calling Qin Anlan's name.

She pushed aside the wards, looked for them one by one, calling him—

An Lan, you come out, are you inside?

You must be still angry, right, so you deliberately let people tell me, tell me you are gone!

I don’t believe it, I won’t be fooled——

How could Qin Anlan die? They must have lied to me!