If Fu Tingyuan had told him the truth, he would not have taken her to England.

It is impossible to let things develop to such an irreparable situation.

Seeing that he was out of control, Yan Qingfeng had to stretch out his hand and not open him. He had a headache and said, "he is still ill. Don't break him again! No one wants to do anything about luonanchu. Tingyuan is also good for her. Who knows it will be like this... "

Yan Ruyu pursed her lips and stared at Fu Tingyuan fiercely.

Yes, everyone is doing her good in the way they think. But those good fall on her, but let her become this appearance.

He just wanted to stay by her side. Now not only did he not have the qualification to protect her, but even her life could not be saved.

Fu Tingyuan got up for a moment and then he left 's slammed the door.

Fu Tingyuan froze in bed for a while, slowly raised his head and looked at Yan Qingfeng: "brother, push the wheelchair over."

There was no blood in his face, and there was even a faint weakness in his face.

The grief and despair in his heart could not be seen from his expression, but his face turned pale and cold.

Yan Qingfeng slightly pursed her lips, went to take the wheelchair and helped Fu Tingyuan up.

The emergency room is in another building.

Fu Tingyuan looked at the direction that he pushed past, raised his hand to support his forehead, and asked in a low voice, "are you not willing to tell me that she is beside me when she is dead?"

Yan Qingfeng looked at him: "do you think it's suitable to tell you this? Don't be afraid of yourself when Ronan is not dead. "

Fu Tingyuan laughed and closed his eyes.

He couldn't describe how he felt in his heart.

Heart like a knife can not be compared to the heartache at the moment.

He would rather she knew nothing and lived well than let her know.

But it's too late.

Heaven punished his conceit in the most cruel way.

The person who hurt the most in this love is only her after all. She's always the one with bruises.

……

Under the chilly light outside the operating room, Yan Bing has white hair and looks emaciated.

In this month, he lost more than 20 jin at a time, and his whole body was in good shape.

Seeing Fu Tingyuan coming, he raised his red eyes and opened his mouth silently, but he still couldn't speak.

I'm afraid he's crying when he makes a sound at the moment.

He sent his wife away, and may now also be sending away his only child. Had it not been for his own personal interests, lornan would not have been reduced to the present state.

He always resents himself most.

Yan Ruyu leans against the wall and smokes with his head down. Fu Tingyuan doesn't lift his eyelids.

At the beginning of every operation, Ronan was there, and day by day he became desperate.

No one knows in which operation she will never get out.

In the face of life and death, he has no way.

He is such a person, can determine the life and death of many people, but can not retain the death of the people he likes.

This operation has been done from day to night, and the critical notice has been issued. If this rescue does not come back, then we can prepare for the future.

As Fu Tingyuan sat there, he felt like he was having a nightmare that he couldn't wake up to.

He closed his eyes and leaned there tired. His body and heart were cold.

Ronan Chu. Please, don't be so cruel to me.

Give me another chance.

Let's do it again. I promise you won't be in your life again.