Looking at Song Qianqian lying on the hospital bed, his face was pale, and even his lips that were ruddy in the past have now become bloodless.

The white quilt was on her body, if it weren't for the constant flashing numbers on the heart-brain monitor on the side of the bed, for a moment, Lu Zihao wanted to lie on Song Qianqian's body to listen to whether she had a heartbeat.

Song's mother died, and the two children in Song Qianqian's belly also died, and now Song Qianqian is still lying on the hospital bed, and he has not recovered.

Lu Zihao snorted coldly, this account, he will settle this account with Cui Lao sooner or later.

New hatred and old hatred are added together, and no matter how big the character is, he can't save Cui Lao.

"Zihao, you really don't plan to tell Qianqian what the doctor said just now?"

Mo Ling leaned against the door, and the whole person looked extremely worried.

I really didn't expect that Song Qianqian was so seriously injured this time, if she really knew everything, she would definitely not be able to stand it.

The mother has just died, and the child is gone, and he may not have children in the future.

This series of blows, not to mention a weak woman, even he, a man, can't accept it when he listens to it.

"Mo Ling, it's better to hide the matter of not being able to have children, she is easy to think a lot, I'm afraid she won't be able to stand it after she knows about it. ”

Lu Zihao sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to hold her cold little hand.

"It's okay, I'll call Wang Hao, so that the two of them don't have to worry all the time. ”

"Go ahead. ”

Listening to the sound of the ward door closing, there were only two people left in the room, Lu Zihao and Song Qianqian.

There was silence in the ward, except for the sound of "tick-tick" infusion tubes, everywhere was silent.

Lu Zihao held Song Qianqian's hand, and in his eyes, he was distressed.

He really didn't expect that things would come to this point.

The person he loved the most, and the person he cared about the most, was the one who hurt the most.

Looking at Song Qianqian's pale face, Lu Zihao's hand trembled and stretched out several times before he dared to put his hand on her face.

Sure enough, her face was cold, without a trace of warmth.

"Shallow, I'm sorry, it's all because of me, it's all because of my ......"

Lu Zihao held Song Qianqian's hand and put it to his mouth, he apologized in a low voice, and the remorse in his eyes was difficult to describe in words.

He originally thought that Cui Lao would not move the idea of killing people again, but now it seems that he really thinks of him too kindly.

This murderer can't change the essence of bloodthirsty until he dies!

In that case, don't blame him for being ruthless!

He gave all the pain and hurt that Cui Lao gave him, and gave Cui Lao back at all, so that he also knew that in this world, he was not the only one who could do whatever he wanted. In this world, he is not the only one who can cover the sky with one hand.

As soon as the sky was bright, Lai Ting and Wang Hao rushed to the hospital early in the morning.

Looking at Lu Zihao, who hadn't slept all night, his face was already full of stubble.

"Zihao, you go and take a rest, Lai Ting and I can just watch it here. ”

Wang Hao looked at Lu Zihao's red bloodshot eyes, and his heart was indescribably uncomfortable.

He had never seen Lu Zihao have such a haggard side, in his impression, Lu Zihao was like a wild wolf that could not be killed, and nothing could destroy him.

"Wang Hao, have all Uncle Wang's affairs been arranged?"

Lu Zihao didn't answer, but opened his mouth to ask about Uncle Wang.

"It's arranged, Uncle Wang has no relatives, he has never been married in this life, and he has no children or daughters, so I made the decision and bought the best cemetery and buried him. ”

"Well done, remember to visit him often for me. ”

"Yes, definitely. ”

"That Song Mama ......"

"Song's mother's remains are still in the morgue for the time being. ”

Wang Hao stood aside and replied respectfully.

Mother Song is not like Uncle Wang, she has no children and no daughters, and the specific arrangements for her afterlife should wait until Song Qianqian wakes up before making plans, right?

"Wang Hao, what's the trouble for you?"

"You say. ”

Wang Hao was stunned, he didn't expect that Lu Zihao would use the word trouble.

"Send Song's mother back to her hometown and be buried with Song's father. ”

Lu Zihao said, his eyes never left Song Qianqian's side.

He wants to be by Song Qianqian's side now, and he really can't leave.

"Aren't you waiting for Asashi to wake up and discuss it with her? After all, this is her mother?"

"No, I'll explain to her when she wakes up. ”

Lu Zihao waved his hand, a little weak, "Go ahead." ”

Wang Hao nodded, pulled Lai Ting and turned around and walked out.

"Wang Hao, send Song's mother back to her hometown to be buried with Song's father, don't you discuss such a big matter with Qianqian, will you agree when she wakes up?"

Lai Ting sat in Wang Hao's car, her face a little worried.

In this way, Song Qianqian couldn't even see his mother's last face.

In that case, she will definitely regret it!

"You stupid girl, don't you see that this is all Lu Zihao's good for her?"

"How?"

The more Lai Ting listened, the more confused she became.

"Do you think, if we wait for Song Qianqian to come to her senses, we will discuss her mother's funeral with her, plus the child in her belly is gone, such a double blow, do you think a person like her who has just recovered from a serious illness can bear it?"

Wang Hao drove the car and carefully analyzed Lai Ting.

Although Lu Zihao didn't say these words, he has been by Lu Zihao's side for so many years, and he has already figured out his temperament.

Lu Zihao was worried that Song Qianqian would not be able to stand it, so he asked him to bury Song's mother first, and when Song Qianqian woke up, he would take all the responsibility.

In order for the old man to be able to enter the ground for peace, Song Qianqian can be a little less injured.

"But will Asa understand?"

Lai Ting was a little worried, looking at the scene outside the car window that was rapidly retreating, her heart was also sour.

Mother Song is like her mother, every time she goes to Lu's house, she always prepares a lot of delicious food for the children.

Mother Song is very attentive, and as long as it takes one time, she can remember everyone's tastes and preferences.

Now Song's mother is suddenly gone, and she can't accept it.

Thinking of this, Lai Ting's face was wet.

She lowered her head and was about to get a tissue out of her bag, which had a few more sheets of paper before meeting.

Wang Hao drove the car with one hand, and handed it to her with a tissue in the other, and his tone sounded a little heavy: "If you want to cry, you can cry, but you have to remember that when you are in front of Song Qianqian, you can't shed a single tear." Song Qianqian's best friend now is you, if even you cry like this, she will definitely not be able to accept it in her heart. ”

There was a red light at the intersection ahead, and Wang Hao slowly stopped the car. He turned his head to look at Lai Ting, with the same sad face.

"Wang Hao, when did you say we would be able to live a stable life, since Lu Zihao came back, the shallow peaceful life has been disrupted again. It's not that I hate Lu Zihao, it's just that every time I see a shallow injury, I feel sad and distressed. ”

"Silly girl, we have always lived a peaceful life, but some people don't want us to live so comfortably. Wait, as long as Cui Lao is sent to prison, we can live a stable life. ”

Wang Hao watched the green light in front of him turn on, and the car in front of him slowly moved forward.

"People often say that good is rewarded with good and evil is rewarded with evil, but what happens around us is always the opposite. ”

Lai Ting wiped her tears, the expression on her face was helpless and angry.

"Lai Ting, there are no absolutes in things, you believe me, everything will be fine. ”

Wang Hao drove the car and quickly rushed towards Song Qianqian's hometown.

More than half of autumn has passed, and now the temperature is getting lower day by day, and the leaves on the plane trees on both sides of the road are falling down one by one like broken hair. The leaves fell from the trees, were blown by the wind, and spun to the ground.

As the cars on the road sped by, the leaves fluttered in the wind and fell to the ground lightly.

Mo Ling drove back to the place where Cui Yaming was held, and before the door opened, there was a curse sound that was even worse than the other.

There were two black-clothed men standing at the door, and when they saw Mo Ling appearing, they hurriedly greeted them.

"Mr. Mo ......"

"She's been like this, and she won't stop for a while?"

The ink-clothed man nodded, "Since you left, except for sleeping, she has been scolding like this, and I don't know where she got so much strength." ”

Mo Ling frowned, waved her hand and said, "Open the door, she has so much energy, it seems that she is too comfortable!"

"Pop ......"

As the lock opened, the door was kicked open by Mo Ling.

The room was pitch black, and in addition to the darkness, there was a faint smell of damp and moldy unpleasantness.

Mo Ling stood by the door and looked at Cui Yaming, who was stabbed by the bright light and closed her eyes.

sneered: "Cui Yaming, I'm really surprised to see you live so well!"

"Mo Ling, you bastard, you dare to lock me up for so many days at once, I don't even know what time it is outside in this dark cabin? ”

Cui Yaming looked at Mo Ling viciously, her teeth clenched, and these words came out from between her teeth.

Looking at Cui Yaming's gritted teeth, Mo Ling laughed loudly, "Cui Yaming, what you just said is the funniest joke I have ever heard in my life, you go out? Cui Yaming, you will die of this heart, as long as I Mo Ling lives, you don't want to go out one day." ”

"You ......" Cui Yaming was stunned for a moment, and the anger on her face couldn't swallow Mo Ling directly.

"Cui Yaming, what's wrong? But even if you are angry, what can you do, when you hurt the people around us, have you ever thought about whether we will be sad? ”

Mo Ling leaned against the door, the whole person was lazy, he looked at Cui Yaming, the sneering voice became more and more terrifying.

"Mo Ling, I already know that I am wrong about Ye Xiaodi, but it has happened, what can I do. I've apologized to you, but why can't you forgive me?"