Wan Zhuo saw the fire burning, and the three people who were rolling in the fire were happy.

Brother, I avenged you.

When the fire started, the alarm in the ward rang, and even the alarm on the whole floor rang. The harsh sound of the siren made wanzhuo very excited.

He turned and looked at the door. "He rushed out!"

Several bodyguards nodded and stepped back two steps. At the moment of opening the door, the two bodyguards threw out the quilt. The people waiting for them outside the door were blocked by the quilt. Several bodyguards were excellent at Kung Fu. The two bodyguards from behind kicked their wrists with amazing speed and knocked them unconscious. The other two bodyguards protected Wan Zhuo to leave.

They are well-trained, quick and fierce. Han churui, who is guarding the corner, stares at them. He is a mercenary.

"Don't let them go, chase them!"

Han churui takes people to chase him. When Han Jing hears the voice in the room, he is very worried. He urges Han churui to act quickly. Later, jasmine cries in pain, and his heart aches.

Rushed to the room, was a heat wave to dizzy, he took off his coat to put out the fire.

Han Tianzhuo held him, "left, left, find the fire extinguisher!"

Han Jing reaction, panic turned, ran to the stairs to get a fire extinguisher into the room.

"Wu Wu Wu..."

Han Jing hears Cheng Hui and Xiao Yang's voice and speeds up his action. The fire is finally put out. He pulls Xiao Yang and pushes him away. He just burns his leg. His leg has been burned, but he can still move.

Han Jing drags Molly again, but she can't move.

When his hand touched her arm, it was scorched. As soon as his legs softened, he fell to the ground and said, "Molly."

Han Tianzhuo runs to see some blackened jasmine with burning legs. He is stunned in disbelief.

He has seen the world, but looking at the burnt and bloody jasmine, he was shocked and could not accept it, let alone Han Jing.

"Wu Wu Wu..."

Hearing Cheng Hui's cry, Han Tianzhuo quickly goes forward and takes away the things in her mouth. He unties her posture and sees that her arms are burned.

"Molly, Molly!"

Ignoring the wound, Cheng Hui knelt down and cried.

Jasmine, lying on the ground, slowly opens her eyes. Her hair has burned out. She blinks. Her weak voice is like smoke.

"Han Jing."

Han Jing kneels beside her, and her tears fall on her. "Molly, I'm here, I'm here. I'll take you to medical treatment, and you'll be OK. "

Molly raises her mouth, but it hurts so much that she can't give him a smile." I like you, it's true. "

Han Jing wiped away her tears. "I know, I know, Molly. I'll find a doctor for you. Molly, hold on. You said you would grow up obediently. You can't break your promise."

"Doctor, there is a doctor, help people!"

He roared at the door, and several doctors ran over. They were stunned for a few seconds when they saw the situation inside, but they still came forward to treat their wounds.

Molly shakes her head. Some of her nails are black. She moves her hand hard and puts it in his palm.

"It's OK, Han Jing. It's a short life. It's good to meet you."

Han Jing clenched her hand and cried, "how can it be OK, Molly, your life will be very long, very long, Molly, I beg you, don't say it, let the doctor treat you."

The doctor came to treat Molly's wound, but the wound was so big that the doctor didn't know where to start for a moment. Moreover, her burn was so serious that even if it was treated well, I'm afraid she couldn't make it.

Every time the doctor touched her, Molly couldn't breathe. She shook her head at the doctor.

"Don't treat it. If it can't be cured, I don't regret it."

"Molly, I regret it. I'm sorry I didn't protect you. Molly, if we treat you well, you'll be fine. Now medicine is like this."

Han Jing also wants to say that Molly slowly closes her eyes. He grabs her arm in horror and shakes her body, almost begging.

"Molly, don't you sleep, don't you want me? Molly, open your eyes. If you don't grow up, I'll be someone else's, Molly... "

Because of the pain, Molly opened her eyes again, but in front of her eyes, her consciousness drifted away, "Han Jing, Han Jing..."

"I'm, I'm, Molly, I'm by your side, Molly, I'm by your side, I'm waiting for you to grow up, I haven't said I like you, Molly, don't you want to hear it? Molly

"Like..."

Seeing her hand falling down, Han Jing feels that his heart is also sinking into the bottom of the sea. The cold and salty water has flooded him, and he can't breathe.

"Molly, do you hear me?" She held her face, fingertips trembling close to her nose.

No more.

She has no breath.

Cheng Hui's cry, the second brother's voice and the doctor's voice are gradually disappearing. Han Jing stares at her in horror and can't believe this fact.

How could it be? An hour ago, she promised him with a smile that she would protect herself and return to him."Han Jing, Han Jing,"

Han Tianzhuo looks at the burned place where his brother has been holding jasmine. His hands are full of blood. He can't bear to take off his coat and cover jasmine.

Han Jing sits on the ground and stares at Molly lying on the ground. He has a headache and can't bear it. He wants to hold her hand, but he can't hold anything. He falls to the ground feebly.

"Han Jing!"

Han Tianzhuo is frightened and asks the doctor to treat him.

……

Three days later.

Han Jing opens his eyes and looks at the fluttering curtains in his room. He blinks and turns to see his sister sitting by the bed. He raises a gentle smile.

"Sister, why are you in my room?"

Han Tiannuan saw him wake up, sobbed with joy, hugged his head, "Zuo Zuo, you finally wake up, you scared your sister."

Han Jing doesn't understand and looks at her. Suddenly, the lake before he faints appears in his mind. His pupils constrict and he looks up at his sister.

"Where's Molly?"

“……”

Han Tiannuan wiped away his tears and touched his forehead. The fever had gone away.

"Sister, is Molly sleeping in the guest room?"

Han Tiannuan's eyes are sour, "Zuozuo, jasmine, went to another world."

Han Jing doesn't believe it. He pushes her away and jumps out of bed. After lying for too long, he suddenly gets out of bed. His brain is short of blood supply. With a bang, he falls to the ground on his knee.

He seems to be numb, lost the pain, barefoot ran to the guest room.

On the bed in the guest room, the quilt was folded neatly. He reached out to touch the sheet. It was cold.

He knelt on the edge of the bed and cried in a low voice. His tears wet the sheets.

"Molly, why aren't you here, why aren't you..."

Hearing the news, the Han family went to the guest room and saw the boy kneeling beside the bed. His eyes were red.

The warm and elegant young man, like a helpless child, tugged at the pillow, with blue veins on the back of his hand. It seemed that he was desperate to catch something, but he didn't catch anything.

Because the person he wanted to catch, he left.

Qin Ning saw that her son was in such pain, but nothing could help him. She felt sad. She leaned against Han Junyu's arms and cried silently. Suddenly, her lower abdomen ached. She subconsciously grasped Han Junyu's arm.

Han Junyu thought that she thought her son was sad and patted her on the back to comfort her.

Qin Ning didn't know what was going on. Not only did he have some pain in his lower abdomen, but also he had some lack of oxygen in his brain. "Husband, I feel bad."

Han Junyu looks down at her pale face, and his heart jumps wildly. Just after someone died, he is even more afraid of his relatives' accident, just like a bird in shock.

"Qin Ning, Ning Ning, what's the matter with you? It's hard, where is it? "

Qin Ning's legs softened and his whole body fell, "Jun Yu, I, i..."