Mother Zhao's words were like a bomb, blowing Zhou Qiao to the ground.

Zhou Qiao's body kept trembling, looked at her mother-in-law who had walked to her bedside, and muttered, "What did you just say?"

"I said—let you give back my son's life!" Zhao's mother collapsed to the ground as she spoke.

Wen Lan and a nurse standing at the door hurriedly went to help her, and as soon as she got up, she slapped Zhou Qiao hard!

When Wen Lan went to protect Zhou Qiao, a crisp slap had already sounded.

"Why did you beat my daughter! She's also a victim of a car accident!" Mother Zhou rushed over in collapse and ripped Mother Zhao away.

"Auntie, Qiao Qiao just came out of the ICU, you go back to the ward to rest first, and I'll talk about it tomorrow if you have something." Wen Lan tried to help Zhao's mother leave the ward, but Zhao's mother stretched out her hand and pushed her!

Mother Zhao's eyes were swollen and couldn't be opened, but looking at Zhou Qiao's gaze, there was still a bone-eating hatred, "Zhao Huan left before he was sent to the hospital to save you-Lao Zhao and I only have one child, Zhao Huan, how will you let us live in the future-"

When Zhou Qiao heard this, his expression was sluggish, and as soon as he whispered the name of "Zhao Huan", he spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" voice and passed out.

"Qiaoqiao!" Wen Lan hurriedly pinched Zhou Qiao's middle school.

Zhou's mother cried out Zhou Qiao's name, and fainted in anger in just a few seconds.

The doctor in the ward immediately administered first aid to the two men.

Mother Zhao on the side watched all this coldly and walked out of the ward tremblingly.

When the two recovered, the nurse sent Zhou's mother to another ward.

Wen Lan sat on the edge of the bed and held Zhou Qiao's hand tightly, obviously with words of comfort and concern in his throat, but at this moment, he couldn't say a word in distress.

Zhou Qiao was emotional after opening his eyes, and was given a tranquilizer by the nurse to calm down.

Tears streamed down the corners of her eyes, and her eyes were full of despair and sorrow.

In just two years, Wen Lan lost Wen Yunzheng, Ji Minxin and Nuan Nuan, three close relatives, Zhou Qiao's sadness at this time, she completely empathized.

This night, she sat on the edge of the bed with Zhou Qiao, and kept wiping the tears from Zhou Qiao's face with tissues.

As long as the effect of the tranquilizer faded, Zhou Qiao's mood was close to collapse, looking for life and seeing what to smash.

For three days in a row, Wen Lan stayed by Zhou Qiao's side every step of the way, and remotely managed TT's major and minor affairs through the phone.

Zhou Qiao still accepted this cruel reality.

What she regrets the most is that she didn't have a child after getting married, so that now Zhao Huan is gone, leaving her alone in the world, tasting the bitterness of yin and yang.

The sixth day after the car accident was Zhao Huan's funeral.

Zhou Qiao's attending doctor and Zhou's mother both advised Zhou Qiao not to go to the funeral home, but Zhou Qiao insisted on sending Zhao Huan on his last journey.

It was drizzling on the day of the funeral, and the cold air of late spring was still sufficient.

Wen Lan pushed Zhou Qiao, who was in a wheelchair, and came to the funeral home early.

Zhao Huan's parents were so sad that they didn't show up, but all the closest relatives of the Zhao family came to the funeral home to greet their friends and colleagues who came to mourn Zhao Huan.

Zhou Qiao and Zhao Huan were high school classmates, Zhou Qiao was very popular back then, and almost all the classmates who heard the unfortunate news came.

Shen Yi is also among them.

Wen Lan saw him again, and felt that the anger in his eyebrows and eyes was heavy again, and he didn't have the desire to say hello at all.

The whole mourning hall was filled with the sadness of the black-haired people sending the white-haired people.

Zhou Qiao's right leg was broken and he couldn't move, but when Zhao Huan was pushed to be cremated, he still took one last look at Zhao Huan with the support of Wen Lan and the nurse.

The car accident was too tragic, and Zhao Huan's face and body were later stitched together.

She held Zhao Huan's miserable face, kissed her hot lips along Zhao Huan's cold forehead, and shouted Zhao Huan's name silently.

Tears unbridled her eyes.

She hugged Zhao Huan's stiff body tightly and didn't let go for a long time.

The funeral home staff kept urging, and she pressed her head tightly against Zhao Huan and remained motionless.

Wen Lan couldn't stand it anymore, so he ruthlessly broke Zhou Qiao's fingers one by one, and the nurse next to him carried Zhou Qiao back to the wheelchair.

The staff took this opportunity to push Zhao Huan to the cremation room.

Wen Lan hugged Zhou Qiao in his arms, patted her back in distress and comforted her softly.

Zhou Qiao's eyes have been red and swollen from crying these days, and before coming to the funeral home, Wen Lan prepared a pair of sunglasses for her.

When she said goodbye to Zhao Huan just now, she took off her sunglasses, and now Wen Lan put them on for her again.

When her mood eased a little, Wen Lan pushed Zhou Qiao to the promenade outside to breathe.

The light rain was still falling, thin, dense, just like Zhou Qiao's endless thoughts and pain.

Zhou Qiao sat quietly, his face full of tears, like a lifeless statue.

In the past two days, Wen Lan had repeated all the comforting words he could say countless times, and now he suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Zhou Qiao, the pain you are experiencing now, I also experienced more than ten years ago. As a person who has come over, I can't say those false and empty words of consolation, I can only persuade you to mourn. Because Zhao Huan is gone, even if you die sadly, it won't help." Jiang Jingci's clear voice suddenly sounded from behind them.

Zhou Qiao didn't seem to hear it, and kept his original posture motionless.

Wen Lan raised his eyes and met Jiang Jingci's deep gaze, and hurriedly lowered his eyes and asked Zhou Qiao in a low voice, "The doctor specially instructed that you can't stay here for too long, let's go back to the hospital."

Zhou Qiao shook his head stubbornly.

Wen Lan had no choice but to give up and stand behind the wheelchair to accompany her.

Jiang Jingci's gaze finally froze on Wen Lan, and he stopped talking several times.

A familiar sound of footsteps clearly came into Wen Lan's ears, and following the sound, it turned out to be Shen Yi.

Wen Lan gasped.

Shen Yi's deep pupils burst out with the joy of reunion after a long absence when he saw Wen Lan, but they quickly disappeared in Wen Lan's indifference.

But he still shouted "Lan Lan" urgently.

Wen Lan bowed his head slightly out of politeness.

A Jiang Jingci in front of her made her upset, and now there is another Shen Yi——.

All she had in her head was the word "hehe"!

Shen Yi was dressed in black, his expression swept Wen Lan's eyes solemnly, and then looked at Zhou Qiao, "Mourning and change."

Zhou Qiao still didn't react.

Shen Yi said again, "Zhao Huan exchanged his life for your life, if you have been decadent and depressed, I am sorry for him at all."

The atmosphere fell silent.

After a full five minutes, Zhou Qiao muttered in a hoarse voice, "You all go, let Lan Lan accompany me to be quiet."

The moment Jiang Jingci and Shen Yi's eyes met, they instantly completed eye contact.

The two of them walked to the other direction of the corridor in unison, and did not stop until they were twenty or thirty meters away from Wen Lan.

Jiang Jingci took the initiative to take out a box of cigarettes and handed them to Shen Yi.

Shen Yi waved his hand, "I don't have any addiction to smoking, and I have been preparing for pregnancy with Ning Wan recently, so I don't dare to smoke anymore."

"First of all, congratulations to Mr. Shen and Mr. Tao in advance for making their wishes come true." Jiang Jingci laughed from the bottom of his heart, "Tomorrow is the auction of that unfinished building in the southern suburbs, Mr. Shen must already have a way to win Xie Yansheng——"