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"Hey—Dad, hurry—send a car to Jiang Muliu's apartment! He was stabbed! He's about to die!"

Yu Zihui anxiously called Yu Cheng while crying.

Soon, Jiang Muliu was rushed to the hospital by the people sent by Yucheng.

Yu Zihui cried all the time watching Jiang Muliu being sent to the emergency room. She didn't know if the doctor could save Jiang Muliu, but if Jiang Muliu really couldn't wake up, she...don't want to live anymore. !

All because of her!It's all because of her, Jiang Muliu, that she became like this!

He can't do anything!Absolutely nothing will happen!

After driving for several hours, they finally arrived at Nanxing City. Seeing everything familiar in Nanxing City, Han Xiaotu had mixed feelings at the moment.

After such a long journey, she still came back.

Without any delay, Mo Yichen brought Han Xiaotu to the hospital where Nangong Zeye was staying.At this time, Nangong Sawano had just been forced by the attending doctor in an emergency, and was lying quietly on the hospital bed for an infusion, looking very calm.

However, just this morning, he just came back from the gate of hell.

The beating that day caused many internal organs of Nangong Zeye to be severely injured on the bed. Later, he was involved in a car accident. The violent impact not only made him more injured, but what was even more frightening was that his brain was also severely traumatized. , Because of the existence of cerebral congestion, the treatment was once seriously hindered.

Since last night, Nangong Sawano's state has been very unstable, and his breath has weakened and stopped breathing. Fortunately, with the full cooperation of the attending doctors early this morning, his condition was stabilized again.

If he hadn't survived last night, maybe Han Xiaotu really wouldn't be able to see him for the last time.

At this moment, Han Xiaotu was standing outside Nangong Zeye's ward, looking inward through the glass window at the familiar boy who was lying quietly.

Han Xiaotu didn't dare to go in, just covered her mouth and wept silently.

Her eyes were already red and swollen, and the fluid in her body was about to be drained by her, but the tears pouring out couldn't be stopped no matter what.

"Master..."

Sobbing, Han Xiaotu called the young master's name in a low voice.

She never thought that when she saw the young master again, it would be like today.

Nangong Zeye, these four characters represent the proud son of heaven, the treasure in everyone's palm, and the authority that no one can touch.

But what happened now?

Nangong Sawano, who is always radiant, powerful, and perfectly like a god, is now lying on the hospital bed dying.

Even from such a long distance, the bruises and scars on his face that have not faded are still clearly visible.

What happened to this proud young man who had never suffered the slightest bit during the time she was away, and how many experiences she encountered that she could not imagine!

"Han Xiaotu, crying can't solve the problem." Mo Yichen, who had been standing behind Han Xiaotu and accompanied her, finally couldn't help but came up to persuade him. He subconsciously supported Han Xiaotu's shoulder, but he was always used to He who disguised himself with optimism and laughter became so powerless at the moment, "Be stronger. I believe that Sawano can feel your breath, and he will definitely wake up."

Seeing Han Xiaotu look so sad for Nangong Zeye, Mo Yichen's own heart ached, but he didn't know what else to do besides bring her to Zeye.