Her shoulders trembled violently and narrowed her eyes to spit out a syllable.
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For Song Shizhen, the coldness is relative to Tang Jingyun, but he smiled and said nothing.
I think you are too sad to care.
It’s Shizhen. Do you believe this world has karma?
Tang Jingyun canthus across a sharp smile looked at Song Shizhen with evasive eyes for a long time after he quietly out of the room.
When passing by JiCancan ward, he paced back and forth for a long time and finally chose to leave.
In order to avoid unnecessary suspicion, Tang Jingyun transferred Tang Jiyan, Tang’s parents, back to Liancheng.
Joint Shenyang they will press the news.
The population who was arrested in the police station was surprisingly consistent, and they counted the tricks before they came for interrogation.
Tan Leqi was still wrapped in gauze and separated from her by an iron net. He was taken away and the girl testified against them for several crimes.
A month later.
Tang Jixiu is still lying in the hospital bed. It seems that he is too injured to wake up for a while.
But the moment he opened his eyes, he unconsciously called JiCancan’s name.
Although the sound is weak, it is still no match for the quiet ward.
Yuan Wenrui peeled the apple hand slightly and then smiled gently.
You can go downstairs in a few days, but then I’ll take you to see her.
Tang Jixiu’s eyes flashed a little disappointed and then he didn’t want to say more. He moved his fingers painfully to feel the pain, which made him fall into a coma again.
Yuan Wenrui cut all the fruits in the fruit bowl before calling the doctor unhurriedly.
Perhaps the atmosphere was a little depressing, and she went out and lit a cigarette in some annoyance.
The mobile phone kept shaking, and her face picked up faintly.
Wenrui, you have to save me.
Crying made her more agitated. She gently frowned and asked coldly after listening to Song Ya’s finish.
Enough crying
you
Song Ya didn’t seem to slow down. She didn’t believe that Yuan Wenrui would be so rude.
I don’t know what I said before, Song Ya. You forgot. A coward wants to hug my thigh. I tell you that without you, you can’t hide for a while. Of course, Shen Sixun won’t care about you. You wait and have a good look at what it means to be sinful. Oh, and your brother will tell him for me that you are all gone.
Yuan Wenrui, don’t. You can walk away. I don’t believe you’re not afraid at all.
Song Yaru roared Yuan Wenrui with a sneer. She hung her eyes and looked at her watch.
Well, Song Yayou has the strength to argue. It’s better to think about where to bury after death. Maybe I can satisfy you in a good mood.
What do you mean?
Yuan Wenrui hum a smile.
Dead people can’t talk.
Song Ya still came to question the words, and a scream came from the other side.
Yuan Wenrui cut off the words in waves and turned back to the ward.
She took care of Tang Jixiu carefully and took the initiative to go out to visit JiCancan for several days.
Tang Jixiu was obviously surprised. He twisted his eyebrows and said nothing.
Looking at the breathing mask covered with white fog, Yuan Wenrui felt a little distressed to touch his slightly sunken outline.
I’ll push you over.
When the finger was about to fall, Tang Jixiu turned his head in disgust and his voice was hoarse.
Don’t push your luck.