On the empty road, the luxurious and restrained Maybach was speeding like a meteor, the car had reached its limit, and Mo was staring closely ahead with deep eyes.

When the car arrived at the hospital, Mo Yishen pushed the car door and rushed into the hospital in a hurry.

Outside the operating room, Ange, who kept walking back and forth, heard footsteps, and when he looked up, he saw Mo Yishen running over in disheveled clothes, ignoring the surprise in his heart, Ange immediately took a few steps forward.

Forcefully suppressed the violent rise and fall of his chest, Mo Yishen gasped slightly: "Girl, what's wrong?" ”

"Acute appendicitis, just a minor operation." Aang explained.

The heart hanging in his throat finally let go, Mo Yishen bowed slightly, took a deep breath, slowly calmed the strong ups and downs in his chest, crossed his hands on his waist, wandered at the door of the ward for a while, paused, and then sat down on the bench outside the ward.

Ange put his hands on his chest and back against the wall, and glanced down at his scruffy nightgown, a helpless smile drawn at the corner of his lips.

Shaking his head, he cast his eyes on Mo Yishen on the side, looking at his expensive Italian handmade suit with many folds, the black shirt was only buttoned with one button, or misplaced, and the shiny black leather shoes were stained with dense dust, accustomed to his calmness and meticulousness, and the atmosphere of the street ruffians at this time made him look handsome and uninhibited.

After receiving an internal call from the doorman and bodyguard, Mo Yishen immediately got up and put on a shirt, put on a coat casually, and ran downstairs while wearing it.

When he heard the news that Yan You was in a coma, he felt chills all over his body, his heart was indescribably painful, and he couldn't find his direction in a daze, which he had never felt before.

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The dark brown senior ward reveals the atmosphere of European style everywhere, luxurious and solemn, gorgeous and restrained.

In the huge space, the only thing that was quiet was the dripping sound of potion and the sound of shallow and even breathing.

On the ground, the sleeping man frowned.

Familiar words came to mind: "Do you really think that you are a princess in the palm of everyone's hand?" It's just with the title of the eldest lady of the Yan family, if you lose those, you are nothing, just like if you lose Yi Jin, you are so vulnerable, look at your appearance, how ridiculous it is. ”

"You talk nonsense, I didn't lose him, I didn't."

"Hahaha, Yanyou, you just like to deceive yourself, Yi Jin doesn't want you anymore, he doesn't want you anymore."

"No, I didn't kid myself, and he didn't want me, no. No. You're lying. You're lying.. The girl's helpless screams echoed over and over again.

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Crystal clear tears continue to overflow like a fountain at the end of his eyes, seeping into the heart of the pillow.

The doorknob of the room was unscrewed, and Yan You, who was sleeping, raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were so heavy that he couldn't lift them.

The sound of shallow footsteps slowly approached step by step, and the familiar breath filled the tip of his nose, Yan You subconsciously clenched his hands, and his heartbeat missed a beat.

The weight pressed against the edge of the bed, cold fingertips carefully caressing the moisture from the corners of her eyes.

Suddenly, Yan You opened his eyes, stretched out his hand and coldly waved away the cold hand that touched him.

Yi Jin looked at Yan You with wide eyes and stunned, the dampness and hatred in the corners of her eyes made his heart ache.

Lowering his eyes, he withdrew his hand in a daze, and he didn't know what to do.