The worst game is that when it's your turn to play, the rules are changed, however, life is often like this -

After a long time, the man's response came, "How is she?" ”

Miss Xue broke into the operating room on the spot, and she has not yet come out, and the nursing home is unable to transport the body to the morgue for a while. I haven't told Miss Xue the truth about the patient's premeditated suicide for the time being. Yang Qiong remembered the silent and desperate back in the operating room, such a result was unacceptable to anyone, let alone such a girl who was afraid of being alone.

"Mr. Lu, are you coming back?" Yang Qiong vaguely heard the sound of getting up and getting dressed on her mobile phone.

Her questioning voice made Lu Huaining's movements unnaturally stagnant, and the idea of flying back to City A in her mind instantly cooled, and when she returned to her side, what reason should she use? What identity and mood should I use to face the body that has lost its temperature?

Should we rejoice? The one who was bent on revenge finally used her life to atone for her sins in life!

"Please be kind to my daughter! Please be kind to my daughter......" sounded in his head the last thing he wanted to think of.

It's just, why does he feel that at this moment, his entanglement with another person has lost all reason?

"Block all the news, just say that it was an accident, Dr. Smith's side is up to you to communicate, and you must not let her know about the suicide." The brain that quickly calmed down made the most decisive decision, Lu Huaining looked at the bustling night scene outside the window, and his indifferent voice seemed to have an emotional color, "Also, please take care of her for me." ”

"Understood, Mr. Lu can rest assured." After Yang Qiong ended the call, she raised her hand and pushed open the closed door of the operating room, the doctors and nurses who had been comforting had already left, and in the empty space, the instruments reflected the pain of parting coldly.

"Miss Xue, it's cold on the ground, you get up first, okay?" Yang Qiong squatted down but met her out-of-focus gaze.

Xue Zuining slowly turned her face, there was a tearful smile on her face, the hands in her palms seemed to have been kept warm because of her body temperature, just a few hours ago, when she couldn't wait to announce the joy of her success to the person who loved her the most, what she got was the bad news of saying goodbye forever!

"Smack-" A heavy slap landed on her tear-stained cheek.

"Miss Xue!" Yang Qiong hurriedly stretched out her hand to stop her abnormal movements, but heard her smile coldly, "It will hurt...... It wasn't a dream......"

"People can't be resurrected after death, Miss Xue, please mourn!" Yang Qiong knew that any comfort at this time was pale, but in addition, she didn't know how to face the girl in front of her who had endured too much, just because of a family affection, she was injured all over her body by men and women, body, and soul, I was afraid that those tangible and invisible scars were destined to accompany her for a lifetime.

Condolences! Condolences! What a simple word, but such a painful feeling!

The cold air took away the temperature of her tears, and slowly cooled her heart, and there was a strange pain in her abdomen, which hurt her nails alive, but could not take away the slightest pain.

"Miss Xue, what's wrong with you?" Yang Qiong looked at her curled up in pain, and rang the bell in a panic to call the doctor, but she was stubbornly choked by her wrist to stop her.

"Don't ...... I don't want to see them now! Please ......" Xue Zuining slowly straightened up, the so-called doctors and nurses in this nursing home who saved lives and helped the wounded have all become executioners in her eyes at this moment, she hates them, but she sadly finds that she should hate herself the most, it is she who personally sent her mother who loves her the most here and into the hands of death!

"But......" Yang Qiong helped her up, wanting to take her out of this suffocating space.

"I'm fine, it's just a stomach ache." She breathed heavily to relieve the pain in her abdomen, "Can you please contact me to get my mother out of here as soon as possible?" ”

"Miss Xue, don't worry, I will arrange it immediately." As soon as Yang Qiong carried her out of the operating room, she saw Dr. Smith walking in her direction, and she didn't even have time to dodge, Xue Zuining, who pushed her away, had already roared and pounced.

"Murderer, you give my mother back! Give me back ......."

Smith, who was frightened by the sudden movement, lost two and a half souls, could only shout in English for help, seeing that the whole person was about to be pushed to the staircase by this crazy woman, if the security guards hadn't arrived in time, he was afraid that he would have to bury the Chinese woman who committed suicide in the operating room!

“Shit！” The emotional Xue Zuining was quickly dragged away from the scene by two security guards, Yang Qiong looked at Smith whose shirt was torn and couldn't help but curse, approached him, and immediately communicated in English, "We need to talk." ”

Half an hour later, Yang Qiong, who came out of the private lounge, once again efficiently dialed the transatlantic phone and reported succinctly, "Lu Shao, everything has been taken care of, please rest assured." ”

In the Lu Mansion, the moment Mrs. Lu received the news, the blue and white tea cup in her hand shattered, splashing a cloud, and the tears that couldn't tell whether it was hatred or regret slowly slipped down on the photos of the past......