As soon as the words fell, the cold gaze became colder and colder, making everyone present unable to withstand a shiver. Xu Changjun didn't give Gu Tanfeng a look, and directly ignored it.

Gu Tanfeng stared at Xu Changjun for three seconds before looking away, and left the ward with straight steps, the temperature in the ward was gradually rising.

When the heavy door closing sounded, Wan Qianqian, who was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, slowly opened her eyes, but the first thing she saw was Xu Changjun's face, and the brown pupils made her can't help but shrink back.

The action involved a wound on her back, and the burning pain in her back forced her bright eyes to glisten with tears, and her facial features were slightly distorted as a result. Her delicate body didn't seem to have any strength, lying on her stomach softly, glaring at Xu Changjun's playful face weakly.

"Don't be so excited." Xu Changjun hurriedly held her head, helplessness and chagrin existed in his eyes, and muttered softly.

"By the way, let me tell you something, I seem to have seen a familiar face before I fell unconscious." When thousands of people reacted, a flash of light flashed in their minds.

There was a hint of doubt and uncertainty in her voice, and her vision was blurry and clear, not sure if she was wrong.

When he heard the hint of confusion, Xu Changjun's slightly narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of danger penetrated his heart, Xu Changjun was very sensitive, and he knew that Wan Qianqian would not mention this matter for no reason.

"Who?" The expression on Xu Changjun's face was still pretending to be relaxed, but the beating heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

When he brought it up, he searched his mind for the face he had seen and loomed at that time. But the face was like a mosaic, blurred to the point where only a rough outline could be seen.

Thousands of people were trying their best to think about that face, and an attachment germinated in their hearts, forcing themselves to recall it, so that there was a trace of pain in their heads. As the obsession in my heart became stronger and stronger, the pain in my mind was almost bombarded. She stretched out her index and middle fingers and rubbed her temples, only to feel a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

"Okay, don't think about it, let's talk about it when you remember, don't force it." Seeing this, Xu Changjun hurriedly opened his mouth to stop her reluctance, and pulled down the hand she put on her temple.

Listening to Xu Changjun's words, Wan Qianqian gradually relaxed from that tense emotion, and his face was even more bloodless than Fang Cai. Xu Changjun took a tissue and wiped off the thin layer of sweat on her forehead for her, and a touch of embarrassment appeared on her face, and she wanted to dodge, but Xu Changjun held her head.

After Xu Changjun wiped the layer of sweat on her forehead, she pursed her lips and thought deeply, and said hesitantly, "Xu Changjun, can you check the surveillance video of that section of the road?" ”

"Okay." Xu Changjun agreed without asking a word, and the speed was so fast that thousands of people were a little stunned, giving her the illusion that she was responsive.

The night was getting darker, and there was not a single star to be seen in the vast sky.

Lying on the hospital bed, Wan Qianqing seemed to be in endless pain, her neat and slender eyebrows frowned tightly, and her slightly dry red lips kept muttering, "Child...... My kids ......"

Zhao Yu, who happened to be examining her, heard her careful thoughts, her eyes suddenly deepened, she moved her steps forward to check, and then gently pushed Wan Qianqing's hand, "Qianqing? A thousand feelings? Awake? ”

As if hearing a familiar voice, the tightly closed peach blossom eyes slowly opened at this moment, and at the moment when the eyelids were propped up. The tears that had been contained in the eyes also overflowed, and one by one they flowed under the pillow and soaked a piece.

Her eyes were greeted by a slightly handsome but somewhat gloomy face, and she recognized this person as Zhao Yu at a glance. At this moment, Wan Qianqing was a little flustered, and grabbed Zhao Yu's sleeve, panicking as if he had fallen into a demonic sign.

"Zhao Yu, Zhao Yu, where is my child? What about the kids! Wan Qianqing's voice was full of panic, and then her hands grabbed his wrist that was not covered by cloth, and her slender nails gradually increased in force, almost sinking into that wrist, where the nails were pinched, the skin around them was slightly white.

Zhao Yu frowned slightly, stretched out her other hand to break free of her hand that had almost fallen into his hand, and where her wrist was originally pinched by her nails, there was suddenly a row of concave purple-black crescent-shaped marks.

But Zhao Yu just glanced at it lightly and didn't take it to heart, but the more important thing that made him feel was the matter of the fetus in her womb.

"Child, is it mine?" Zhao Yu did not respond to the question of thousands of feelings, but directly diverted the topic.

This question made Wan Qian feel shocked, and her grief face was full of stunned looks, and then she immediately remembered thousands of things, and immediately changed the topic.

"What's wrong with the myriads? That woman! Unexpectedly...... "Thousands of emotions thought that thousands of emotions actually threw themselves away, causing themselves to fall, and thousands of emotions were furious."

Zhao Yu's eyes darkened slightly, and the gaze on Wan Qianqing's face was even deeper. His gaze was almost gloomy enough to drip water, and then he took a step closer to Wanqianqing, and the sense of shock in his body almost made Wanqianqing breathless.

The distance between the two was a little closer, and Wan Qianqing had already sat up. Her head had just arrived at Zhao Yu's hard chest, and the smell of disinfectant water from her chest almost made her want to escape.

Then, Zhao Yu stretched out a finger and gently picked up her delicate chin, and there seemed to be no trace of fat on that beautiful face. The facial features are very firm, even if they are sick, the blood on their faces seems to have been drained a lot, but they are still beautiful and moving.

"Before the operation, when you didn't pass out, do you remember what you told me? Why don't I go and look at the video of the surgery? Zhao Yu's voice was extremely soft, so soft that there was a kind of yin owl mixed in it.

It was so thrilling that she still remembered the little bit of consciousness before she fell unconscious, and she wanted to turn her face away, looking away, and avoiding meeting his gloomy face.

But Zhao Yu, as if until she would behave like this, directly stretched out two fingers to pinch the sides of her face, forcing her to face his eyes with a hint of anger.

Time passed second by second, thousands of emotions closed their eyes deeply, and when she opened them again, the panic had long since disappeared, "The child is ......"