Chapter 434

She knew that some thoughts, once shaken, would be uncontrollable and endless.

Go to the clinic to inquire about it, and learn that Lan Jingyan has entered the inpatient department. Fu Zhiran is a little surprised. It seems that Lan Jingyan's medicine has not been solved.

Needless to ask, he must live in the best ward of Jiangdu hospital. When he arrived at the inpatient department, Fu Zhiran went directly to the top floor.

The nurse on duty asked which ward LAN Jingyan was in. When she got to the door of the ward, she just wanted to have a look, so she didn't knock on the door and reached for the doorknob.

Gently, carefully open the door.

"Jing Yan, don't move."

"It'll be OK in a minute, and it won't hurt in a minute."

Suddenly, a familiar woman's voice came out of the room, with a coquettish tone.

Fu Zhiran's expression was stiff, his mouth was open, and there was no blood color on his face.

She lifted her feet up, almost rushed in, almost rushed over and tore at jabeshan. It was her blue scene.

But in fact, he is no longer.

Fu Zhiran stares at her eyes, tears swirling in her eyes. The wound that has completely healed on her chest seems to understand her mood, and it also causes trouble and pain.

She took back her steps, retreated in a daze, and there was no way out. She leaned against the wall, her hands against the wall, took a deep breath, and her body trembled gently.

After a while, she covered her mouth, turned around and ran away. Tears finally fell down.

"Don't forget that she once blocked a shot for you..."

"Didn't you let me choose? I'll tell you now that I can't have you..."

No wonder she knows the pain, because the knife down, her heart is not dead, is not her most collapse, see he really does not belong to himself, really and other women together, is the end.

Fu Zhiran, from now on, Lanjing Yan is really not yours.

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From the hospital back, Fu Zhiran has been sitting in front of the computer, do not eat or drink, a hands on the keyboard, desperately typing.

I haven't closed my eyes for two days and nights, and I haven't eaten anything. Without a word, my eyes are full of red blood, and my face is haggard.

Wang Qiong is going crazy. No matter how she coaxes or scolds her, it's useless. Fu Zhiran doesn't seem to be in the same world with her. She doesn't react at all.

She wants to start, she pushes her, that stubborn, let her dare not act rashly.

"What's the matter with you? Are you crazy? "

Wang Qiong frowned, painstakingly, Fu Zhiran still ignored her, she said: "do you know how many hours you didn't sleep, if you go on like this, you will die suddenly."

It's no use at all. Fu Zhiran still can't hear the same.

Looking at her appearance, if you don't eat, drink or rest, you may fall down today. Wang Qiong just went out and grabbed her computer, then yelled at her: "Fu Zhiran, I told you not to write. What you write is a mess, and what you write is useless."

She almost broke the computer.

As she expected, Fu Zhiran got up and growled at her like crazy, "Wang Qiong, you give me the computer."

She reaches out to grab the computer. Wang Qiong throws the computer on the bed, grabs her hand and drags her out of the door with little strength. She drags her all the way into the bathroom and stands in front of the mirror.

Pointing to Fu Zhiran in the mirror, he said to Fu Zhiran, "look at you. Look at what you look like now. Fu Zhiran, your pride and force."