Tuan Chong Fu Bao's 70s

Chapter 517 Sad
It was written in black and white on the newspaper: A private plane flying from country M to the imperial capital crashed in the air due to unknown reasons. The cause of the accident is now under investigation. According to relevant media, except for the pilot, the remaining six passengers are all Imperial man; not long ago, he went to the United States to participate in a software competition, and now the seven people are uncertain...

The little girl clutched the newspaper tightly in both hands.

Layers of wrinkles were pinched between the fingers.

impossible……

It can't be brother...

The little girl's thin body trembled faintly, and her limbs were numb.

His teeth clenched his bright red lips tightly, and traces of blood gushed from his lips.

I tasted the strong rust smell as I wished.

She took a deep breath.

Lifting his heavy feet, he walked hard to the door of the old man's office.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door vigorously.

The old man's assistant came out of the next office, "Miss, the chairman hasn't arrived at the company today, do you have anything urgent to do with the chairman? I can call him."

Nuan Bao nodded unconsciously.

The assistant said, please wait a moment.

Immediately go back to the office to call the old man's landline at home.

I don't know how long it took.

From Nuanbao's point of view, half a century seems to have passed.

The assistant came out of the office.

Sorry and Nuanbao said, "Miss, the butler said that the chairman left early in the morning."

Nuan Bao stood there motionless, as if she didn't hear the assistant's words.

The assistant repeated again, "The steward said the chairman..."

Nuan Bao suddenly nodded, "I see, I see, thank you!"

After speaking, the little girl ran downstairs without looking back.

What are you going to do now?
How to do?
Nuan Bao didn't know anything.

She wants to go to country M, she even wants to go to the place where the plane crashed...

But how can we go?

The little girl's head seemed to be dry, so dry that she couldn't think of any ideas.

That terrible coincidence suffocated her.

She couldn't get out of the prison in her heart.

It's like a nightmare during the day.

It bound her hands and feet and trapped her thoughts.

There is some moisture on the cheeks.

Nuan Bao raised his hand and wiped his face, there was water.

Is it raining?

The little girl raised her stiff neck with difficulty and looked at the sky.

The bright sun shone straight into her eyes.

Very dazzling.

Very dazzling.

as always.

She suddenly couldn't help coughing.

He raised his hand and covered his mouth tightly.

After coughing, he slowly put down his hand, only to see a bright color in the palm of his white hand.

"Warm treasure!"

Zhou Huiping chased after her, "Nuanbao, what's wrong with you?"

She grabbed Nuan Bao's arm and asked anxiously.

Nuan Bao gave Zhou Huiping a dull look, "I...I don't know...My brother is coming back today, I want to pick him up, but I can't find the way, I don't know where to go, it seems that every road Yes, but it seems that every road is wrong... What should I do?"

Nuan Bao who lost her composure startled Zhou Huiping, "Nuan Bao, don't scare me, what's going on?"

Nuan Bao shook his head.

Just as he was about to say something, his body suddenly softened and he fell limply.

"Warm Treasure—"

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When the little girl woke up again, she was in the hospital.

The air smelled of disinfectant.

The pungent smell of alcohol made people dizzy.

The old man hurried in from outside, "My precious granddaughter, what's the matter?"

The old man sat by the bed and held Nuan Bao's hand, "What's the matter?!"

(End of this chapter)