Chapter Seventy-Seven: Bad News

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Sitting in the taxi, Yang Fan's mood was more relaxed, he leaned comfortably on the seat, resting with his eyes closed, Shu Ke was uncomfortable in Yang Fan's arms, moving his body back and forth.

"You've got a puppy and you're obedient. The driver saw something moving in Yang Fan's arms from the rearview mirror, and he took it for granted that it was a puppy.

"yes, it's pretty obedient. ”

"Where are you going?"

"Pull me on a long-distance bus that can go to Dongjiang City. Yang Fan thought for a long time and said the name of a nearby city.

"That's easy to do, I'll go to the front road, where do the cars to Dongjiang City pass by. "The brother is very familiar with the situation of the long-distance bus.

The taxi stopped in front of the long-distance bus that was soliciting passengers halfway, and Yang Fan got out of the car and got on the long-distance bus again.

The long-distance bus stops and goes, it is very slow, and a lot of people are pulled on the bus along the way, although Yang Fan is temporarily safe, but his heart is still very worried, he closed his eyes while recuperating, while pricking up his ears to listen to the surrounding movements, the road was quite smooth, and he had arrived in Dongjiang City when it was dark. Yang Fan did not stop in Dongjiang City, and directly took a taxi back to Lingnan City.

It was already completely dark when he arrived in Lingnan City, Yang Fan took out his mobile phone to make a call, but found that the mobile phone was broken, no wonder no one contacted him in the past few days. Yang Fan bought a cheap mobile phone from an unclosed mobile phone store, refused to change the card, and as soon as there was a signal, the text messages in the mobile phone crackled a lot.

Yang Fan opened it and looked through them one by one.

"Where did you die?" Zhang Ying's text message.

There are more than a dozen more in the future. But that was five days ago.

In the next few days, there are Brother Hao, Li Li, Ma Face, etc.

However, the content of the text message is getting more and more urgent.

"Brother Fan, where are you, call back quickly when you turn it on. ”

"Brother Fan, Sister Ying had an accident and saw the callback. ”

A few text messages from Ma Face made Yang Fan frightened, and he hurriedly took out his mobile phone to call Ma Face.

The phone rang a few times and it worked.

There was a hurried voice from the horse's face: "Brother Fan, Sister Ying has an accident, in the People's Hospital, you come over quickly." ”

Yang Fan felt a "buzz" in his head, fainted, and came back to his senses after a while, and hurriedly stopped the car and rushed to the People's Hospital.

When he came to the People's Hospital, Yang Fan found the ward, pushed open the door and went in, only to see Zhang Ying lying on the hospital bed with an infusion, and Ma Yan was taking care of him on the chair next to him.

"Xiaoying, what's wrong with you?" Yang Fan asked with concern. Although Zhang Ying deceived Yang Fan many times, Yang Fan still couldn't let go of Zhang Ying in his heart, and the little resentment that he still had in his heart turned into nothing.

Zhang Ying stayed quietly on the bed, her eyes glazed, staring at the ceiling.

Yang Fan called for a long time, but Zhang Ying did not respond.

"What's wrong with her?" Yang Fan turned his head and asked Ma Face.

Ma Yan pulled Yang Fan's sleeve and motioned for Yang Fan to go outside and say.

Yang Fan pulled the quilt and covered Zhang Ying, and then went out with Ma Yan.

"What the hell is going on?" Yang Fan asked.

"Well, that's right. Horseface sighed.