happy ex-wife

Chapter 2852 Losing myself, I can't bear to lose you ([-])

Shui Anluo kept staring at the person on the hospital bed, her lips were trembling, not to mention her hands.

"Go get the potion."

"Master, I haven't tried it yet." The director exclaimed, but seeing Shui Anluo's appearance, he didn't know what position he used to refute this decision.

He is dead, isn't he?
After the director left, Shui Anluo went to look at the person lying on the hospital bed, and then slowly reached out to help him tie his clothes.

"Honey, mother brought you into this world because of her life. No one has the right to take you away except mother." Shui Anluo said, his subordinates moved more and more slowly, as if they were treating a work of art.

An Xinyue cried out of breath, knelt on the edge of the bed and held Chu Luoning's hand tightly, that's fine, she will die, so she can still be with him this way.

"No one has the right, no one!" Shui Anluo said, the director had already run back and handed a transparent liquid medicine to Shui Anluo.

Shui Anluo reached out to take it, this is their latest research, no one knows how effective it will be.

However, God did not give her time to experiment.

"Do you know why my mother hated being a soldier the most? Your grandfather is, your father is too, and now, you are too. This dress is competing with me for your life at any time. Whether it is in the light or in the dark, I am always in it." Fighting against it, I'm afraid that when I open my eyes, someone will tell me that something happened to your grandfather, your father can't come back, something happened to you, but now, does it prove that it won?" Shui Anluo said, slowly Slowly drew out the potion, "But mom doesn't want to admit defeat, so, baby, mom please, don't admit defeat, okay?"

An Xinyue raised her head and looked at Shui Anluo with tears streaming down her face. The director silently wiped her tears and looked to one side.

Shui Anluo found the blood vessel on his arm, and gently inserted the needle into it, "Both your comrades in arms died. When your father heard the news, I saw that his legs were weak. I didn't expect that. One day, you'll scare your daddy out of his knees, too."

The liquid entered his body bit by bit, and Shui Anluo's tears fell on his arms.

"Baby, if you admit defeat, Mianmian will also lose, we can't afford to lose, you know?" Shui Anluo still whispered, as if she was usually communicating with her son.

"An accident happened to Mianmian, and Doubao will blame herself for the rest of her life. She is your favorite sister, isn't she? Are you willing to let her live in self-blame and pain all her life?"

The liquid was slowly injected, and the person lying on the hospital bed still had no reaction at all.

Everyone outside held their breath, waiting for the result inside.

On the instrument, the straight line remained unchanged, and his body was still bitingly cold.

An Xinyue sat on the ground, the sadness on her face slowly disappeared, then she lay down on the side of the bed and closed her eyes, "Alright, I'll accompany you, I'll go to accompany you, okay?"

"Xinyue." The director yelled in a low voice, hurried over to support An Xinyue who fell down, reached out and touched her forehead, "I'm sick." Just like Chu Luoning who fell down suddenly six hours ago, Coma means the beginning of the attack.

Shui Anluo's hand trembled slightly, the needle in her hand pierced her skin, blood flowed down the back of her hand, but she still felt no pain.

(End of this chapter)