The coffin was placed in the center of the room, and the crystal coffin was surrounded by bouquets of flowers, and the coffin was also covered with flowers.

Flowers blocked the person lying in the coffin, and only a white dress could be faintly seen......

On the table next to the coffin, there was a black-and-white photograph of Prison Ning'an.

Mu Tingchen was shocked there, his whole body was stiff, he looked at the coffin in disbelief, the soles of his feet shook, and he subconsciously grabbed the door frame, his handsome face was blue.

"Impossible......" His nerves were about to break, like a lightning strike.

"The night she came back from Bermuda...... she had relapsed symptoms," Jailer Jin Si turned around and told him with a solemn expression, "She was afraid that we would be worried, so she locked the bloodstained pillow sheets in the cupboard, but the next night she fell into a coma, and after being sent to the hospital, she was already in critical condition, bleeding often throughout the night, and her whole body was in pain and convulsions......"

Speaking of this, his eyes were already blood-red, and every word was extremely painful, "This recurrence is menacing, she didn't persevere, and she left ...... early this morning"

Mu Tingchen held the door with one hand, motionless, his black eyes staring at the white figure in the coffin, and his brain was blank.

He didn't believe it anyway!

"Dr. Jun?" Prison Jin Si called out to him, "Doctor Jun!? ”

Seeing the shock and disbelief in his eyes, as well as the huge panic, Prison Jin Si's mood became even heavier.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a good brother, the prison family is rich and rivals the country, but I don't have the ability to save her......"

"Impossible!" Mu Tingchen suddenly roared, he glared at the prison Jin Si, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked extremely scary, "She was fine a week ago, and it's only been a few days since she came back, and you told me that she was gone!?" How can it be?! ”

He tapped the door hard, he was a doctor, and although the leukemia would recur severely, it would not be gone in a few days.

Besides, she is still taking the medicine she has dispensed, and it is impossible for her to be so fast!

"Ning'an ......" Prison Jin Si turned around and strode towards the coffin.

Mu Tingchen watched him walk to the table next to the coffin, opened the drawer and took out a white envelope from inside, and then folded it back.

"The letter that Ning An left for you."

Mu Tingchen stared, but did not answer, his handsome face was gray.

Prison Jin Si kept raising his hand, and waited for a long time before Mo Tingchen took it.

"I think what she wants to see most is you, you can accompany her on the last journey......" Prison Jin Si patted him on the shoulder, and left.

Mu Tingchen pinched the letter and stood in place for a long time.

His gaze was fixed on the coffin, his eyes were empty and blank, and his whole person was like a walking corpse.

I don't know how long it was, as long as a century, before he finally lifted his feet and walked forward.

The double door slowly closes and closes gently behind you......

He took one step at a time, each step was extremely difficult, every step was like stepping on a knife edge, the pain spread from the bottom of his heart to his whole body, every inch of his skin, even every pore was painful.

Mu Tingchen had never tasted this before, his body hurt so much that it didn't seem to be his own, and the soles of his feet were just walking mechanically.

The distance of only twenty meters seemed to be impossible to reach, and when he was about to approach the coffin, he suddenly stopped and stopped going.

He was scared, knowing that it was her lying there, but he didn't dare to step forward.

Mu Tingchen still had the last glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that it wasn't her, he was deceiving himself, thinking that if he didn't look at it, it wouldn't be her......

He looked sideways at the black-and-white photograph of the girl in an off-the-shoulder dress.