Su Yangzi looked at He Binghe in disbelief and in surprise.

His tone seemed to be letting go, but Su Yangzi knew that he couldn't let go at all, and he couldn't let go for the rest of his life.

Even if this life comes to an end, before he closes those eyes, he will blame himself.

I can't figure it out, I can't see through it, and I can't put it down.

Then, with regret, let his life disappear into this world.

A hundred years later, no one will remember him, and no one will sigh at his life.

He came and went without a trace, and the stripes came and the stripes walked, as if they had disappeared.

The atmosphere in the room instantly fell into anxiety, and everyone did not speak, let alone how to speak, until a shrill mobile phone ringtone broke the silence between the three of them.

Su Yangzi frowned and picked up his mobile phone, seeing that it was a call from the bureau, I don't know why, maybe it was out of his sixth sense, Su Yangzi's heart shook when he saw the beating phone number on the mobile phone screen.

He always had a hunch that perhaps, something bad had quietly befallen him.

He hesitantly answered the phone, only to hear the chaos of the phone, crying, roaring, stray footsteps, everything.

In the deafening noise, Su Yangzi finally heard what the people over there said to him in a panic.

"Officer Su, come back to the bureau quickly! No, you go straight to the hospital! An Hao, who was just brought over, suddenly committed suicide! It was too late for the prison guards to find out, and they had already been sent to the hospital at this time, and I am afraid that it was already time to die! ”

Su Yangzi's eyes widened violently, sure enough, it was indeed not a good thing.

He hung up the phone in a daze, and turned his head to look at He Binghe.

"I'm afraid, you'll have to see him this time."

The three of them drove all the way to the hospital at excessive speed.

At the door, they just collided with the approaching ambulance.

As soon as Su Yangzi got out of the car, he saw several doctors running down from the ambulance over there, and they carried down a man covered in blood from it in a panic.

He Binghe, who then got out of the car, was also stunned in place, he watched as the doctors lifted An Hao into the cart, and then hurriedly pushed him into the emergency building.

At that moment, no one spoke, and even breathing was quiet.

They looked at the man who was almost soaked in blood from top to bottom, and he froze in place.

Is it really that simple for a life to dissipate?

But if An Hao really died, would they be able to rest assured?

In fact, for He Binghe, An Hao's death like this is the most unpleasant ending for He Binghe.

His death was not dignified, but it was self-defeating. But what about the living?

Living people have to face those consequences after all, and face those pasts that they don't want to remember for the rest of their lives.

He Binghe suddenly rushed into the emergency building like crazy, Qin Yumo and Su Yangzi were stunned for a moment, then reacted again and hurriedly chased after them.

But He Binghe ran too fast, as if he had been opened to the second pulse of Rendu, he rushed to the door of the rescue room like a whirlwind.

I saw him desperately slamming the door and coming out, "Come out for me!" I have something to ask him! ”

The people in the corridor all looked at him in shock, they looked at He Binghe as if they were looking at a crazy person, their eyes were so surprised, and they even hid backwards unconsciously.

Yes, now He Binghe's eyes are blood-red, his whole body is trembling violently, and he is still slamming the door.

His hard fist had already smashed the glass of the rescue room, and even He Binghe's own hands were broken and bleeding, isn't it scary?

Qin Yumo hurriedly rushed forward and grabbed He Binghe.

"You're crazy! Do you know what you're doing? ”

"I'm more sober than anyone else!" Although He Binghe was roaring angrily, what he said was extremely serious, "Why did he die like this." Why did he choose to commit suicide? Has his debt really been paid off? ”

What He Binghe wants, of course, is to hope that An Hao will die. But what he wants more is that he hopes that before An Hao dies, he can be tortured by his heart, rather than cutting off his life so easily.

He thought that he had not paid it off at all, even if he broke his bones and scattered ashes, he could not solve the hatred in He Binghe's heart.

The doctor in the emergency room was startled by He Binghe outside, and someone walked out with courage.

But as soon as he opened the door, he saw a dark shadow rushing past him.

Su Yangzi saw He Binghe rushing into the rescue room, and just wanted to go up to stop him, but after running two steps, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

He reluctantly stopped his steps and stood in place.

What qualifications and positions does he have to stop He Binghe? None of them have the qualifications.

He Binghe went straight to the operating table and pushed the doctor away. I saw An Hao's face pale and he was transfusing blood.

But apparently he had lost too much blood, and even a blood transfusion could not be saved.

The doctor could only symbolically do his best to save An Hao's life, and sew up his wrist so that he could walk cleanly and decently.

He Binghe suddenly sneered in his heart, a murderer, what is it to walk so cleanly?

Even if An Hao goes to hell and sees the king of the ten halls, he will accept the judgment that should belong to him, fall into the hell of Ah Bi, and never turn over.

Lying on the bed, An Hao, who was already on the verge of death, opened his eyes like a return.

The moment he saw He Binghe, he suddenly smiled.

"Don't blame me...... An Hao said in a low voice, "In fact, no one is innocent in this matter, and I just did what I should have done......"

After saying this, An Hao's mouth opened slightly.

He gasped for breath, as if he was greedily sucking the last few breaths of oxygen before his life was gone.

But gradually, his gaze drifted.

He stared blankly at the operating lamp, his pupils dilated, and then a thud came from his throat, and he finally let out his last breath.

He Binghe was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning, and was like this...... Died like that?

But what is he? What is he in this life?

He Binghe suddenly laughed like crazy, and the doctors who had just been frightened by him were almost gone, and for a moment, they all thought that He Binghe was really crazy.

But He Binghe is extremely calm, he is calmer than anyone else.

"Hahaha......" He Binghe laughed wildly, "Why did you die?" That's how you died? ”

He tugged at An Hao's blood-stained collar and pulled up the person on the bed who hadn't had time to close his eyes.