"Mr. Luo, maybe the situation won't be so bad, there are nurses there, I'll ask. Li Zheng said as he walked to the medical staff, his gaze fixed on the blood-stained sheets.

He asked about Gong Ji, and the nurse said the same.

It is said that Gong Ji is bleeding heavily, the fetus is stillborn, and his life is in danger.

Li Zheng was not reconciled, and then asked others, and everyone said the same.

Los Angeles sat on the operating table in a daze, staring at the blood on the sheets in a daze, as if his soul was out of his body.

Li Zheng looked at Luocheng's dejected appearance and didn't know what to say. By now, it seems too late to say anything.

He remembered the despair when Gong Ji told Luo Cheng that she was pregnant but couldn't keep the child, and he also remembered the frustration when Gong Ji left.

When Luo Cheng knew the truth, it was too late, and Gong Ji was already too badly injured, and it was impossible for the man and woman to have a future.

"Secretary Li, it's too late, isn't it?" asked Luo Cheng in a dumb voice.

"yes, it's too late. Li Zheng reluctantly opened his lips. Luo Cheng is a person who understands, and so is he, they all know that it is too late for Luo Cheng and Gong Ji to come this far.

Luo Cheng looked at the drizzle in the sky, imagining Gong Ji's mood when she said that she was pregnant, and her heart was cold to snow.

"It's just strange, this kind of weather, even though it is drizzling, should be able to stop the speed of the fire from spreading, right?Why is the small apartment burned down so badly?" Li Zheng muttered as he looked in the direction of the ruins.

Luo Cheng barely refreshed himself, got up and followed Li Zheng's line of sight. The small apartment did burn out badly, and in rainy weather like today, no matter how much it can slow down the fire. Coupled with the accounts of nearby neighbors, he also felt that this was unreasonable.

"Secretary Li, you ask a well-known private investigator to find out the cause of the fire. If someone maliciously arsons, be sure to find out the culprit. In addition, you can find another group of professionals to find out the whereabouts of the palace reporter in the shortest possible time!" Luo Cheng quickly came back to his senses and ordered in a faint voice.

Since it is useless to regret and be annoyed, he can only try his best to make up for it, first of all, he wants to know whether Gong Ji is alive or dead, and even more so he wants to know where she is.

It would be foolish not to make up for it because it was too late. Maybe Gong Ji is right, he can't be happy in his life. That's okay, as long as Gong Ji can stand up again.

Li Zheng took the order and went away and began to run busily.

The drizzle was drizzling in front of the small burned apartment in Los Angeles, the crowd gradually dispersed, and the noisy world seemed to suddenly be silent, as if he was the only one left, until the night came as scheduled.

"Brother, it's been a day, let's go home. Luo Chun, who was standing not far behind Luo Cheng, held an umbrella and went behind Luo Cheng and said softly.

Los Angeles remained motionless, like an emotionless stone statue.

"Brother, is it okay to go home?" Luo Chun took Luo Cheng's arm, and looked at Luo Cheng's cold and hard side face with pleading eyes.

Is this still the high-spirited pride of the heavens, Los Angeles? At this moment, she felt so strange in Los Angeles.

"Gong Ji will definitely be fine, brother, don't worry......" Before Luo Chun finished speaking, Luo Cheng suddenly turned his eyes to look at her.

Luo Chun's words disappeared from his lips, and he froze in place at a loss for a while, looking down at his toes.

"She's right, you and I can't be happy from now on, and it's me who pushes her to a desperate situation. Luo Cheng opened his lips lightly, and his tone was slightly cold.