Ex-wife of a wealthy family: President, don't touch me!

Chapter 86: Reincarnation of Hell (9) Ending Chapter 86:

The east is pale, the cold wind blows in through the windows, the white curtains are flowing, the surrounding is quiet and deserted, as if everything has been immersed in the bottom of the water. ╞ ╡The strong, sinful, bloody smell full of death gradually dissipated in the breeze...

The red light in the operating room that had been on all night finally went out. Lan Sichen came out, took off his mask, leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and let it out slowly.

The nurse pushed out the hospital bed, and the doctor ordered them to transfer Lan Ruixiu to the intensive care unit and continue to observe. It is a miracle that he is still alive in such a serious car accident; whether he can survive or not depends on Lan Ruixiu. Ruixiu's creation.

"Third Young Master, we will definitely take good care of Mr. Lan, you don't have to worry." The doctor stood in front of him and whispered.

Lan Sichen opened his eyes, his cold eyes reflected the coldness of the white light, and nodded slightly: "Go and rest."

"Yes." The doctor said no more, and walked away with heavy steps.

Ji Fengwen came out of the elevator, holding a plastic cup in one hand, stopped in front of Lan Sichen, and handed him a cup: "It will be more comfortable to drink a cup of hot coffee."

For a whole day and night, everyone was exhausted from torment, and Lan Sichen's face was even paler, with the tiredness and powerlessness that could not be concealed between his sword eyebrows.Too many things happened that night, which caught him off guard.The simple thing is that Xin'er is fine, Lan Ruixiu still has to wait and see, as for Si Lan——

Recalling those desperate eyes in my mind, and her voice of despair beside my ears, my heart ached.He straightened his back suddenly, threw the coffee cup into the trash can, and strode towards the elevator.

Ji Fengwen was taken aback for a moment, followed by his footsteps: "Where are you going?"

"The mortuary." Throwing down three simple and clear words, the elevator door opened, and he walked in without hesitation, and without waiting for Ji Feng to walk in, he directly pressed the button to close the door.Blocking the monsoon outside, the elevator slid down... The silver wall reflected his cold face, deep eyes, and his hands were tightly clenched in his pockets.

Unexpectedly, she was sacrificed in the end.

The hospital in the early morning was extraordinarily gloomy and cold, especially the place where the corpses were placed. Although it was cleaned cleanly, the lights were not as bright as in the corridors. The dim lights made the entire morgue covered with a layer of curtains.The fan blades of the air outlet rotate leisurely, and the air conditioner is fully turned on, making people's hairs stand up involuntarily.

He walked into the mortuary at a very slow pace, looking at the rows of cabinets, all of which were pasted with numbers, and every person who was sent in would not have a name, but be called by a number.He saw the computer on the rightmost table glowing with a pale white light. He walked over and clicked the mouse a few times with his white fingers. The font on the computer screen was immediately enlarged, and the names in the form corresponded to the numbers.

I don't know whether it was God's will or not, the number after Si Lan's name is another "4".

He straightened up, turned around and walked to the number 4, his finger fell on the handle of the cabinet, it was very cold, the cold temperature penetrated into his palm through the skin, and poured into every part of his body along that vein. a corner.There was a long silence, only the sound of his breathing and the ancient and desolate sound of the exhaust fan could be heard in the silent morgue...

After all, he forcefully opened the cabinet, but the long cabinet was empty, with nothing in it; a trace of surprise flashed across his calm eyes, and a chill came down his spine, as he vaguely noticed someone standing behind him, turned his head suddenly, and stood there in shock. The person behind him fell to the ground, stared wide-eyed, and stammered: "Three... three... three young masters..."

Lan Sichen's eagle eyes glanced at the other badges on her chest. It was the person in charge of guarding the mortuary. He bent down and grabbed her by the collar. For the first time, there was no image at all, and a cold voice came from his throat. Escape: "Where are people?"

"Third...Third Young Master...you...what are you talking about...?" Her body trembled from fright, and she spit out a complete sentence for a long time.

"No. 4, Si Lan from No. 4, why isn't she here? Where is her body?" Lan Sichen raised his voice, his stern eyes were like a knife, sharp enough to kill someone.

"No. 4? No. 4 was sent to the crematorium to be cremated!" She was about to cry. She was just a caretaker, so how could she know so much.

"Who allowed you to cremate her body? Without my consent, who would dare to do this?" Lan Sichen's eyes tightened, and his voice became even colder.

"I...I don't know...I play by the rules..."

"you……"

"I arranged for someone to do this." A deep voice came from the door, full of positivity, but different from Lan Sichen's coldness.

When Lan Sichen heard the voice, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he let go of his hands and sat down. She fell to the ground, gasping for breath, thinking that she was going to die.Lan Sichen looked up and saw a figure standing at the door, tall and straight like a poplar tree in the desert, with sharp eyes, solemn expression, and a military uniform, full of righteousness.

"Why did you come back?"

"Do I have to wait until you and your elder brother make the Lan family go crazy and get a bad reputation before coming back?"

This person is none other than the second child of the Lan family, a man who has always been in the army. His skin is not as fair as Lan Sichen's, but a wheat color, healthy and rigorous, giving people a unique majesty.

"Why do you do this?" He was referring to the cremation of Silan's body.

"You killed a life to save Xin'er, and the eldest brother got into a car accident, isn't that enough? Keeping her body will only make the media get wind of it, and if this matter becomes a big deal, the Lan family will also be destroyed." Lan Yunsheng Meticulously speaking, the iceberg whose face has been for thousands of years has not changed in any way, and no one can melt it.

"I have my own plans, and I don't need your intervention." Lan Sichen met his black eyes, not to be outdone. Although the two people have completely different styles, they are equally distinguished in their aura.

"How do you plan to tell the media about the sudden death of your bride on the night of the wedding of the third young master of the Lan family?" Lan Yunsheng asked sharply.

Lan Sichen didn't speak, but put his hands behind his back and clenched them tightly.

An Su didn't know when he stood behind Lan Yunsheng, looked at Lan Sichen with worried eyes, and said, "I don't know where the media got the news, I know that both Si Lan and the president have entered the hospital, and now they are staying in the hospital I asked security guards to block the gate, but I believe there will be more people soon. Young Master San, what should we do now?"

Lan Yunsheng didn't speak, his cold eyes fell on Lan Sichen's face, as if waiting for his decision.

"You will go back to the company and ask the PR department to issue a press release. On the way home, Lan Ruixiu and Si Lan were in a car accident. The accident was serious. Si Lan's body was burned on the spot, and Lan Ruixiu was knocked out of the car. , but the rescue was timely, and there is no danger to his life now. Lan Sichen and Secretary An are in charge of all matters of the company for the time being."

A trace of surprise flashed across An Su's cold eyes, and her thin lips twitched a few times: "Kasilan doesn't even..."

"Do as I say." Lan Sichen interrupted her coldly, and now he can only use Lan Ruixiu's car accident to settle the matter.Anyone who knows about this matter will be dealt with specially.

An Su wanted to say something else, but Lan Yunsheng said, "Secretary An." The voice was neither soft nor heavy, but full of irresistible majesty.

"Yes." An Su nodded. She didn't know exactly what happened last night, but it was dawn when she received the call. on the car.There is something else strange about this matter.

Lan Sichen locked his eyes on Lan Yunsheng's face, "Her ashes."

"I ordered someone to deal with it in secret." Lan Yunsheng's voice was emotionless. He had never seen Si Lan before, so naturally he had no emotion.Although he didn't agree with Lan Sichen's approach, the incident had already happened. He could only preserve the reputation of the Lan family and try to find out where the information was.

"She is my wife, and I should handle all her affairs myself." Lan Sichen's cold voice was full of displeasure. If he and Lan Ruixiu disliked each other, then he and Lan Yunsheng were deadly enemies.

"No one would throw their wife into the operating room and dig out her heart to save another woman!" Lan Yunsheng said, not shying away from the fact that there was a woman sitting on the ground in the morgue.

Lan Sichen frowned, but did not refute his words.Because it is.

"I didn't come back this time to meddle in your affairs, but just for the information." Lan Yunsheng's deep voice paused, and his sharp eyes stared at him: "Brother, it's better to be fine, otherwise it depends on how you explain to grandpa and the others."

After the sound fell, he turned and walked outside. Every step he took, his military boots made a dull sound.

Lan Sichen lowered his eyes and glanced at the woman sitting on the ground, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, why does a woman in her 20s have to work as a morgue guard?The woman on the ground curled up and looked at him tremblingly, as if she was afraid of Lan Sichen killing him.

Lan Sichen bent over, squatted down slowly, his eyes were on the same level as hers, and his thin lips raised lightly: "What did you hear just now?"

The woman bit her lip, looked at him with big watery eyes, and shook her head.

"Good boy! I'll report at Lan's house tomorrow." Lan Sichen gently rubbed her head with his outstretched palm, and a faint smile seemed to flash across his lips.

The woman trembled even more, and the way he smiled was more terrifying than the way he didn't smile——

Lan Sichen stopped talking, stood up, passed by her, and left the mortuary in great strides.This place is full of yin, darkness, and death.

……………………… The dividing line of the pure young master………………

Qiao Xue rushed to the hospital early in the morning. Although Qin Xin had finished the operation, she was still in a coma. She stayed in the observation room and couldn't go in to visit her. She could only look at her pale and colorless cheeks through the glass. There is still an oxygen tube inserted, and the pitiful appearance is unbearable.

"My poor daughter, why have you suffered so much?" Qiao Xue choked up, covering her lips with her fingers, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Standing outside the glass window, Lan Sichen looked away from Qin Xin, and said to Qiao Xue, "I have performed a heart transplant for Xin'er, and her body will return to its previous health."

Qiao Xue was stunned, forgot to breathe, and looked at him with blinking eyes: "What did you say? Xin'er found a suitable heart? When, why didn't you tell me earlier? Who donated the heart to her?" ?”

Lan Sichen's indifferent expression, neither happy nor angry, said, "I don't know. The hospital will not disclose the donor's information." Fortunately, you did.

"You are the vice president of this hospital, don't you even know?" Qiao Xue raised her voice, her expectant eyes showed tension and worry.Seems curious to know who the donor really is.

"Since the heart is fine, other things are not important. You take good care of her, I have to go to see Lan Ruixiu, excuse me, Aunt Qiao."

"Thank you, Si Chen! Thank you for saving my daughter. When I heard about Ruixiu and Si Lan, I can only say that good luck tricks people. But since everyone is dead, you don't have to be too sad. There are many good girls in this world In the future, Aunt Qiao will introduce more good girls to you, and there will always be one that suits you."

Qiao Xue wiped away her tears and looked at him gratefully.She didn't care about Si Lan's death, but she wasn't very happy that Qin Xin was fine, and there was a sad look between her brows.

Lan Sichen didn't rest all day and all night. He was exhausted after three operations in a row. Now he just wanted to see Lan Ruixiu's situation and didn't notice anything strange about her.

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After Lan Sichen returned to Lan's house to rest for a while, he went directly to the company.As soon as the news of Lan Ruixiu's car accident came out, the company's stock price continued to decline, and people panicked. They were afraid that Lan Ruixiu would really die, the company would go bankrupt, and shareholders would sell their stocks one after another.And other shareholders also called one after another to care about Lan Ruixiu's situation.

After Lan Sichen finished the meeting, he made a phone call to Ji Fengwen from Lan Ruixiu's office: "Help me donate a sum of money to the Angel Orphanage, don't use my name. Then check that Lan Yunsheng sent her ashes Where are you hiding?"

After cutting off the call, he leaned back on the chair and rubbed the center of his brows with his fingers. His face was pale, listless, and full of lethargy.When Lan Yunsheng came back, he only cared about the materials, and he had to deal with the hospital and company affairs. Although An Su had handled some of them, the workload still exceeded the physical load.

An Su knocked on the door and brought in a cup of coffee: "Drink coffee to refresh yourself, the stock market will stabilize soon, you don't have to worry."

Lan Sichen took a sip of coffee, the tiredness on his face had disappeared when An Su knocked on the door, his desolate and handsome face remained the same as before, calm and calm, neither sad nor happy.He wasn't worried about the company's affairs at all, but worried about whether Lan Ruixiu could pass this test.

"Is there a call from the hospital?"

An Su shook her head: "The president is still in a coma."

Lan Sichen was not talking, and Lan Ruixiu himself participated in the operation, so he knew his situation well, but thought that with Lan Ruixiu's firm willpower, he would wake up earlier.

"Help me pay attention to Lan Yunsheng." When An Su walked out, Lan Sichen's voice came from behind, An Su didn't turn his head but his figure was obvious for a while, and nodded: "I know what to do."

After a while, Ji Fengwen's phone call came in, and within a few seconds after Lan Sichen answered it, he immediately stood up without taking the coat from the hanger, and walked out of the office in stride.

A cemetery in the suburbs.

The sky was very dark, densely covered with dense clouds, and the wind was full of autumn cold. The surrounding area was very desolate and secluded. There were no tombstones, only a few here and there, all covered with withered weeds, and there was a rustling sound from time to time.The yellow leaves of the thin branches fell and floated on the ground, and they creaked under their feet. Crows stood on the top of the branches, making sharp and desolate sounds from time to time, as if telling people that a funeral had just been held here.

The breath of death is everywhere.

Lan Sichen looked at the tombstone in front of him. Although it was brand new, it was clean without a single word engraved on it. It stood upright alone, with a bunch of blooming lilies in front of it.Ji Feng stood firmly beside him, and said in a low hoarse voice: "Lan Yunsheng had her body cremated and brought here. Because she was afraid that others would know, so the monument was erected without engraving her name. And the Lan family's ancestral grave will be erected." A tomb of clothes, to explain to the outside world."

Lan Sichen took a step forward, put the lilies aside, and placed a large bouquet of roses in his arms in front of the tombstone. The roses were in full bloom, delicate and beautiful, and the petals were as red as blood.

"She only likes roses."

Ji Fengwen put his hands in his pockets, looked at the tombstone with his phoenix eyes, and sighed deeply. "Third Young Master, I want to end this matter and go abroad for a while."

Lan Sichen didn't speak, Ji Fengwen did this just to escape from here and forget what happened that night.After all, at first they didn't think that they would really kill that girl.

"Actually, her death may not be a good thing." Ji Fengwen said again, with a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth: "Although that person's heart was transplanted, the AIDS in his blood would also be transmitted to Si Lan, so that I'm afraid it will only be more painful when she lives."

Yes, because finding the man with the same blood type is a fucked|corrupted person with AIDS in his blood.That's why Lan Sichen couldn't transplant his heart to Qin Xin, instead of Si Lan's heart.

The cold, wind-blown hair fell down to cover his phoenix eyes, and he stood straight, like a tree, never moving or speaking.I only heard Ji Fengwen speak again: "Tell me, will we suffer retribution?"

Lan Sichen's spine stiffened, his thin lips sneered indifferently, and his cold voice came from hell—"People are a kind of retribution."

A hint of doubt flashed in Ji Fengwen's eyes, he couldn't understand the meaning of his words, he followed him to look at the blank tombstone, thinking about Lan Yunsheng's intention in doing this, he also knew that even if Si Lan died, he would not be willing In the ancestral grave of Jinlan's family, it would be better to stay here.At least no one will bother, no one will use and deceive him.

Lan Sichen and Ji Fengwen stood there for an unknown amount of time. When they finally left, Lan Sichen looked at the ring on his left hand. It was a pair with hers, but after only wearing it for a day, the yin and yang became separated.When he raised his thin lips, he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.He just took off the wedding ring Si Lan personally put on him and put it on the tombstone.

The back disappeared into the black ink, and everything seemed to have fallen to the ground.

From the beginning to the end, he never said "I'm sorry" once, and his time is exhausted, but life is like chess, and he has no regrets.This was a chess game he was determined to play. He was deeply guilty, even if he was wrong, he could only go on like this.

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When Si Lan opened his eyes, he felt a dazzling light. After closing them for a while, he opened them again, and saw a strange environment. There was a buzzing sound in his ears, and he felt nothing in his body.

This is, hell?

My last memory stays in Lan Sichen's indifferent and heartless eyes, the word "dug" that he squeezed out of his thin lips, and the looming pain in my heart...

pain?

How could he still feel the pain even though his heart had been dug out.

"You're awake." An elegant voice sounded, and Si Lan was taken aback. When he wanted to move, he felt a tearing pain in his right chest, and soon the bandage was stained red with blood... fine sweat oozes from his painful forehead.Si Lan looked at the red but was dumbfounded...he was...alive?

She wasn't sure!

"You just finished the operation, the wound still needs time to heal, don't move around." The woman's voice rose again, and Si Lan followed the direction of the voice to see her, with a tall figure and fair skin like jade ester, The hair was coiled up without any fall, revealing the exquisite facial features, but the tip of the jaw was a bit cold.

"Who are you? I...still...alive?" Si Lan didn't dare to confirm this fact for a long time.

"I'm Tang Lulu. I replaced the heart for you. The heart beats very well without any rejection in your body. Congratulations, you survived."

"Don... 倨耨?" I don't know how long I slept, my voice was so hoarse, I didn't say a word, my vocal cords were trembling and hurting.Looking at her with puzzled eyes, I really want to know why she didn't die, where did she get her heart, and why did she want to save herself?

Tang Lulu prepared an injection needle, pushed out the medicine a little, and stood in front of Si Lan, "We are on the plane now, and the destination is Florence. Although the heart is not rejected, you need to rest well. I will inject you with a tranquilizer After that, you will fall asleep. When you wake up, we will be in Florence. Then, I will tell you everything."

"Why...what?" Silan was full of doubts and still didn't understand, what Florence, what heart, so messy...

"Don't think about anything, you just need to remember that you are still alive." As she spoke, the silver sharp needle pierced into her skin, Si Lan frowned, and did not speak any more. The potion was pushed into her body, and it didn't take long. She was plunged into darkness again.

Tang Yu went to the seat in the front row and sat down. Sitting opposite her was a little white face, holding a goblet in his hand, looking at the clouds outside the window with his deep eyes, and a faint smile on his thin lips.

"Let's go now, is it really okay?" She said in an uncertain tone.

"Lan Yunsheng came back just for the information, but the two waves of us couldn't find it after searching for so long. It shows that Tang Ling hid the information well, and the only one who can help us find the information now is this woman. Before finding the information, We have to keep her alive."

"I worry that she will not be used by us and will drag us down."

His bright eyes were watery, and his smile was not a smile: "She will be used very well by us, and she will become a woman who will bring great disaster to the Lan family."

Tang Lulu was silent, but she would not deny his words, since he could say that, he would definitely do it.

And in a few years, whether Si Lan will really bring a huge disaster to the Lan family, we are looking forward to it.

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Volume [-]: Hell and Paradise, separated by a thin line, is finished; Volume [-]: Life is like a dream, the floating dust does not rest, and a new battle between wealthy families will start, and the foreshadowing left in Volume [-] will gradually be unraveled in Volume [-]!