"This is the last time, remember, the last time!"

Qiao Jingting threw the handkerchief that he had only used once on the ground, snorted coldly, and decisively stepped in front of Lin Qingyan, as if he came today to teach someone a lesson, not because Qiao Yuming was inexplicably missing from the hospital, and he was worried about coming.

Lin Qingyan leaned over slightly, staring at the handkerchief that fell in front of her knee, was Qiao Jingting giving alms?

Unlike the money given to a beggar, she was given a life, a chance to continue living.

That's the difference, the difference between people

She kills people, does it timidly, and has to carry the guilt that she can never shake off; As for Qiao Jingting, she is like a weak ant under the feet of others, killing her is like picking up something, no one will embarrass Qiao Jingting for her death, I am afraid that there will be some people who will actively help Qiao Jingting deal with it and bury her body everywhere, a few years later, it will be just a pile of bones, who still remembers who she is?

Lin Qingyan kicked the handkerchief far away, stood up, leaned on the wall with his left hand, and walked in the opposite direction of the elevator.

is also killing, who is such a high-sounding performance to watch, they are still uncles and nephews, doesn't Qiao Jingting also hope that Qiao Yu will die as soon as possible, she did this, isn't it just as someone wants.

Lin Qingyan returned to the ward, and in response to Qiao Yuming's worries, he said a few words, and did not care about Xiao Zhao's storage, and lay down directly on the sofa.

Today, Lin Qingyan, who had consumed too much body, was physically and mentally tired, and just wanted to close his eyes and rest.

Since returning that day, ward 401 is no longer as quiet as usual, and the number of doctors and nurses coming in and out of it every day has increased.

Qiao Yuming was very cooperative, answering all kinds of questions from the doctor, and for various physical examinations, Qiao Yuming let the nurses fiddle with them, feeling all kinds of medical equipment.

And Lin Qingyan, as Qiao Yuming's only nurse, had no role at all, she looked at Qiao Yuming lying on the bed surrounded by them, and didn't leave her the slightest chance to snoop.

In the middle of the night, in Qiao Yuming's sleeping room, only she and Qiao Yuming were left, Lin Qingyan was finally able to stand next to Qiao Yuming at close range, but Lin Qingyan was thinking about inflicting Qiao Jingting's pinch on her on Qiao Yuming.

I don't know how many times, Lin Qingyan's right hand moved down, a little bit closer to Qiao Yuming's neck, the closer he got, the more Lin Qingyan's hand trembled, and he could only hold his right hand with his left hand and control it. However, like the last time, it ended in failure.

She couldn't do it.

is also surnamed Qiao, why is it so bad, if Qiao Yuming is as hateful as Qiao Jingting, how good it should be, she can also hypnotize herself, maybe she can be ruthless.

The preoperative preparation of nearly a week was not as long as imagined, but passed quickly in Lin Qingyan's idleness.

On the last night before the operation, the two people in the ward were unusually calm, as if tomorrow after dawn was no different from today.

Lin Qingyan sat on the sofa, while Qiao Yuming was wearing a loose hospital gown and sitting on the single sofa opposite.

"Do you have anything to say to me?"

Lin Qingyan looked at Qiao Yuming, who was about to speak and stopped.

The overly quiet atmosphere made people anxious, and Lin Qingyan couldn't wait calmly for Qiao Yuming to speak first.

Qiao Yuming rested his hands flat on his lap and sat upright.

"I want to ask"

Qiao Yuming lowered his head and fell silent again.

"It's all at this time, what is there to hesitate about, just ask whatever you want."

"I want to ask you—"

Qiao Yuming's left and right hands clenched in front of him, "Whatever you want, can you tell me, I will give you what I can give you." ”

Lin Qingyan stood up and walked over to the armrest where Qiao Yuming was sitting on the sofa.

"Do you really want to know?"

"yes, I want to know."

The corners of Qiao Yuming's mouth turned up, "In case the operation fails, what else can I leave for you?" ”

"Yu Ming, I want you to enter the operating room tomorrow and be separated from me for the last time we meet."

Lin Qingyan thanked Qiao Yuming for giving her this opportunity, and she hoped that Qiao Yuming would die on the operating table tomorrow than to do it herself.

Not to the point of last resort, this time, Lin Qingyan didn't want to do it himself.

Anyway, they all died because of her, so the ending makes no difference.

"Huh?"

Qiao Yuming's mind went blank, and the so-called expectation dissipated instantly.

"Qingyan, I don't quite understand."

"Don't understand? Okay, I'll explain it to you a little more. ”

Lin Qingyan looked at the door in front of him, his eyes were empty, "I want you to die." ”

"Since you asked, I don't need to hide anything, from beginning to end, I approached you and did a thing just to wait for this moment, and I am the same as those who wish you would die immediately."

"You mean, your kindness to me is all for my life?"

Qiao Yuming raised her hand and kept wiping away the tears under her eyes, she didn't know what was wrong with her, the tears kept flowing out of her eyes.

"Qingyan, you're lying to me, aren't you?"

"If I said that I was lying to you before, then only this time, I didn't lie to you, it's the truth."

Qiao Yuming couldn't say another word, his hands covered his eyes tightly, and his upper body leaned forward and was about to lie on his thighs.

Lin Qingyan endured it without looking back, and walked to the door.

"If you still like me, then what I want, you will give it to me."

After saying this, Lin Qingyan resolutely opened the door and left, leaving Qiao Yuming alone in the ward.

Lin Qingyan sat one step away from the door of the ward, his head leaning against the wall, his legs stretched out on the floor.

Lin Qingyan sat in the corridor all night without a trace of sleepiness.

Until someone appeared, Lin Qingyan continued to sit in a daze, ignoring their strange gazes, and never thought of stepping into ward 401 again.

Lin Qingyan has been waiting in the corridor, and he doesn't know how long he has been waiting.

The door of the ward was wide open, Qiao Yuming was lying on the mobile bed, and the nurses pushed back and forth and walked out.

Lin Qingyan hurriedly stood up, surrounded him, reached out and grabbed Qiao Yuming's left hand, and moved quickly.

Qiao Yuming's eyes were a little red and swollen, she squinted at Lin Qingyan, her left hand was still held by Lin Qingyan, and she had no intention of struggling away.

Soon arrived outside the door of the operating room, when Lin Qingyan was about to let go of his hand.

Qiao Yuming grabbed Lin Qingyan and got up, and in the next second, his hands wrapped around Lin Qingyan's neck.

"Qingyan, what you want, I will give it to you."

Qiao Yuming whispered in Lin Qingyan's ear.

The nurses beside her were just trying to persuade Qiao Yuming to let go of Lin Qingyan, and they didn't dare to use strong means.

"Goodbye, I should go see them, or they'll be in a hurry there."

After what she wanted to say, Qiao Yuming let go of Lin Qingyan, lay back, and let the nurse push her into the operating room.

Lin Qingyan's uncontrollable body fell backwards, and his back slammed against the wall, so that he was able to stop.

Lin Qingyan stared at the indicator light above the operating door, which was on and red.

The operation is in progress, but someone's life is counting down.

The lights went out, and before the operating room door opened, the phrase someone wanted came up in that second.

"Mission successful, move on to the next world."