"Wang Zixuan, I passed it to you, come, you use my computer to pass it to Xiaoni, the computer screen is big, you can see it clearly, in that way, you can pick a more handsome one to pass it to her." Zhao Xiaolin greeted Wang Zixuan after sending the photo to Wang Zixuan's mailbox.

"Haha, Sister Zhao, don't you play games?"

"Hey, how long can you use to send a photo, I'll send it when you're done."

"Then thank you, Sister Zhao."

"Long-winded. Spread it, pass it on. Zhao Xiaolin gave the notebook to Wang Zixuan, and sat down with Wang Zixuan's mother to watch TV with her.

Wang Zixuan sat on Zhao Xiaolin's bed, picked up her notebook, and prepared to send Pan Xiaoni a few photos that she had taken with great difficulty without Zhao Xiaolin as a background.

He opened his mailbox, sent the photos to the desktop, and picked them one by one. Keep what you like, and delete what you don't. After picking it out, he sent it to Pan Xiaoni's mailbox.

After sending it, he glanced at his mailbox again and found that he had received a lot of emails when he didn't use the mailbox during this time. He opened it one by one and looked at it. Some were advertisements, some were mailbox promotions, and one of them was different and caught his attention.

The email was sent to him by a person called "a good person", and with a click of the mouse, he opened it, and there was only one sentence in the text: "It's Xiao Wang, right?" Do you look good in your cuckold? ”

"Damn, who's so boring." Wang Zixuan couldn't help muttering.

"What? Wang Zixuan, what did you say? Zhao Xiaolin, who was watching TV, looked at her a little curiously.

"It's nothing, a boring guy sent me an email."

"Oh, I'll see, what's it?" Zhao Xiaolin was very concerned about Wang Zixuan's qiqi, and when she heard him say this, she hurriedly came over.

"Oh, there's an attachment, see what it is." Wang Zixuan didn't care about his **, and opened the attachment in front of Zhao Xiaolin, who was sitting over.

"Hey, isn't this Pan Xiaoni? Who is this man who is cuddling with her? Zhao Xiaolin said loudly in surprise.

Wang Zixuan also saw that it was Pan Xiaoni in the photo. He could tell where that place was, and who the man was. Because the light in front of Pan Xiaoni's store is still relatively bright, the light is good, and the photo is very clear. Moreover, as for who the person on it is, if one is not clear, you can also look at the next one, and look at it from multiple sides.

"Ah, how is this possible, this is not Gao Junwei. Why did Xiaoni still kiss him? It can't be, right? Aren't they godparents? Could it be that the legend in the supermarket is true? Zhao Xiaolin looked at these photos, and kept asking a series of questions in surprise.

Originally, Wang Zixuan was speechless when he saw this, but when he heard Zhao Xiaolin say that there were still legends about Pan Xiaoni and Gao Junwei in the supermarket, he couldn't help but tremble, and asked with a blue face: "What, what, legend?" ”

"It's nothing, I shouldn't have been so talkative, because after all, Pan Xiaoni is yours, your girlfriend. However, looking at her now, she is like this, so bullying, I'll sue you. People in the supermarket said that Pan Xiaoni has been *** by Gao Junwei, you see her clothes, shoes, perfumes, pendants, and bags, all of which are international first-line brands, and she can buy a house with all her outfits. It is said that someone in the supermarket also took a picture of her bag or something and looked it up on the Internet. Sure enough, it's all expensive. Zhao Xiaolin poured out a lot of the information she had mastered like pouring beans.

"A house, hmph, she actually said that those are all imitations, worthless, liars, liars." Wang Zixuan lifted the notebook and was about to fall, but when he saw Zhao Xiaolin in front of him, he suddenly remembered that this notebook was hers, and he shouldn't be angry with other people's things. Put it down again.

He and Zhao Xiaolin were exchanging information here, but because they were angry, they forgot that there was another person in this room who could not speak clearly, but his ears were still very smart.

Who is it? His mom, of course. From Zhao Xiaolin's exclamation, she had already shifted her attention from the TV to their conversation. In particular, she heard what they were talking about Pan Xiaoni. She stood up excitedly, and she came to them both without crutches.

"Give me the computer." She commanded her son.

"Mom, it's nothing, you better not watch it." Wang Zixuan saw her strangeness. He didn't dare show her the computer.

"Bring it." She angrily held out her hand.

"Don't be angry, Auntie, Wang Zixuan, you can show her, let her see Pan Xiaoni's true face too." Zhao Xiaolin persuaded Wang Zixuan.

"Okay, Mom, don't be angry when you see it, woman, since she has a better choice, let her go, I don't care." Wang Zixuan suppressed his anger, pretended to speak lightly, and turned the computer to her mother's side.

"This, this, shameless." Wang Zixuan's mother looked at the photo of Pan Xiaoni and Gao Junwei together. Trembling with anger. Then, she pointed to Wang Zixuan and said, "Call her, call her, tell her not to come to our house again in the future, you, you, in the future, don't deal with her, ......"

Her hands trembled, and the muscles on her face contracted because of anger, and suddenly, without saying a word, she fell backwards and fell to the ground.

"Mom......"

"Auntie, Auntie, call an ambulance."

"My wife is calling, my wife is calling, Xiao Xuanzi is answering the phone, Xiao Xuanzi is answering the phone." On Zhao Xiaolin's bed, Wang Zixuan's mobile phone came with a call prompt from Pan Xiaoni using her own voice to make him zuò.

However, no one answered, because there was no one in the room at all.

Wang Zixuan didn't call an ambulance, he didn't wait for an ambulance, so he directly picked up his mother and went to the provincial hospital.

For more than a kilometer, he used to run completely. Behind him was Zhao Xiaolin, who was only wearing pajama pants and a down jacket.

All the way down, they both ran sweaty.

Zhao Xiaolin also contacted Dr. Hao by the way on the way.

When they arrived at the provincial hospital and entered the emergency room, not long after they entered the emergency room, Dr. Hao also arrived.

However, if a person's life comes to an end, even the best doctor will not be able to pull him back.

"Sorry, lad, we did our best. She had undergone surgery on her head, and this time her blood pressure suddenly increased, her blood vessels ruptured, and she was bleeding profusely inside her skull. Alas, please mourn and be submissive. Dr. Hao looked solemn and patted him on the shoulder.

"Doctor, I beg you, please think of a way again, my mother is only in her fifties. She's still young. She shouldn't have left so early. Wang Zixuan knelt down, hugged Dr. Hao's legs, and pleaded with tears in his eyes.

"Young man, don't be like this, life is impermanent, I'm just a doctor, she's gone, let her rest in peace." The doctor grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him up.