[System: Don't cry, host, he can't die.] The blade is off one centimeter, it must have been deliberate. 】

[Anyang: How could he be willing to die. But it was an eye-opener for me to come up with such a masochistic way to keep me. 】

[System: Being ruthless to yourself is the real ruthless ......]

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When Chen Qing received the news and rushed to the hospital, she saw one or two different figures sitting outside the operating room from a distance.

"What the hell is going on?"

Glancing at the frightened Anyang, Chen Qing hurriedly knelt in front of Chen Ke, her eyebrows full of anxiety, "How could Mr. Cheng suddenly have an accident?!" How is he doing now? ”

Chen Ke shook his head in annoyance, and when he wanted to smoke a cigarette, he thought that this was a hospital, and pulled his hand back in annoyance.

"I always thought Makoto was a smart person, but I didn't expect ......," he frowned, and couldn't help but mumble irritably, "not suitable for raising children." ”

The ambiguous answer made Chen Qing's eyes fall on An Yang again.

He narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, half-squatting in front of An Yang.

"It's called Cheng An, right? Don't worry, Mr. Cheng has his own appearance, and he will be fine," he raised his hand and rubbed the broken hair in front of An Yang's forehead, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes shone brightly.

His fingers moved down inadvertently, and his gaze vaguely glanced at An Yang's delicate face.

A completely unfamiliar face, immature but like a lotus flower out of the mud is arrogant and noble, his breathing paused inaudibly, and a bad memory rushed into his mind, making a dark light flash in his eyes.

"Woo woo woo woo ......" The silent corridor suddenly heard the cry of Anyang collapse.

Chen Ke, who was pondering, shuddered in fright, and when he turned his head, a black shadow pounced on the place where he was.

Learning from Makoto's usual appearance, he opened his arms and rubbed the crying An Yang into his arms.

"Cheng An is not afraid, don't cry......"

An Yang choked and shook his head, refusing to speak, as if he had been frightened by something.

"Brother Chen, I didn't do anything," Chen Qing noticed Chen Jiao's unkind gaze, and hurriedly spread his hands to explain.

"Cheng An is afraid of life." He replied without blushing and panting, and no longer paid attention to Chen Qing, who was embarrassed alone.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally waited until the lights in the operating room went out.

An Yang rushed over as soon as possible, and a pair of crying red eyes couldn't help choking up again when he saw Makoto's pale appearance.

"Brother......

She sniffed and grabbed Makoto's exposed palm, "Brother, don't die." Cheng An has never blamed you, really! Never! ”

Makoto opened his eyes weakly, looked at her aggrieved appearance, and slowly shook his head, "It's my brother who is not good ......"

What else did he want, and after struggling a few times, he closed his eyes weakly.

Pushed into the ward, Chen Qing began to spin around inside like a spinning top.

An Yang watched him diligently fetch water to clean up the room, and struggled in place for a while before he stubbornly said, "Brother, will I stay with you at night?" ”

Cheng knew that the crux of his heart could not be easily solved, so he was silent for a long time before raising his eyes to look at Chen Ke next to him, "Cheng An, please take care of you, it's enough for me to have Chen Qing here." ”

Chen Qing didn't expect Cheng to leave only himself, and after sending Chen Ke and An Yang away, at the moment he closed the door, he knelt on Lin with his knees bent.