Chapter 307

Ning Wan pushed the door out and suddenly ran into a meat wall.

Just now anqing didn't let Fu Tingjin in. He was waiting outside.

Ning Wan takes a look at Fu ting and tries to avoid him. Fu Ting followed him closely. "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to see Tianyi!" Ning Wan's voice was murmuring, and he walked on without knowing.

"He's dead."

Ning Wan suddenly turned around, cold in face and loud in voice. "You lied, he didn't die at all!"

Fu Ting took her wrist. "Calm down."

"He's not dead, he's nothing..." It's better to go ahead.

"Well, I'll show you to him." Fu Ting grabbed her and strode out of the ward.

The lights outside the inpatient department were extremely yellow, and the temperature was low in the second half of the night.

There is no street light around the hospital morgue, which brings a gloomy atmosphere. The closer you get, the more cold you feel.

Arriving at the door, Fu Ting looks at Ning Wan beside him. "Do you want to go in?"

Ning Wan continues to walk forward and stops. Fu Ting can only follow her step by step. "Slow down."

In normal times, Ning Wan would never dare to come to such a place, but this time she only wanted to see daytime one.

The ticking sound came from the corridor, amplified, and became clearer in the middle of the night.

Ning Wan can't help but shiver and stick to Fu ting. Fu Ting opened his arm and protected it behind him. "Follow me, don't be afraid."

With Fu ting in, Ning Wan is not so afraid, and keeps on going.

Two people stop at a bedside, under the white sheet, the outline of a person can be seen faintly.

Ning Wan's mind sprang out of the scene before the coma, and his heart couldn't stop twitching. As she approached, her heart began to contract more and more.

"Don't go over if you are afraid. I'll show you."

Fu Ting's voice seemed to be very gentle, but Ning Wan seemed to be unheard of, and walked step by step.

Trembling hands reached out and grasped the corner of the white sheet. Like a puppet, she grabbed the sheet and pulled it down.

Gradually, the one lying on the bed showed his true face.

"Tianyi......" Ning Wan choked and soon burst into tears.

Fu Ting held Ning Wan in one hand and said in a low voice, "look, let's go."

Ning Wan covers her mouth and tries to suppress the crying voice for fear that she will quarrel until the first day.

The sound of tick by tick is still going on. It seems that there is a wind outside, which makes the door frame touch.

Ning Wan has a creepy feeling and pours into Fu Ting's arms.

"Go outside."

"No, I want to see more of him."

Fu Ting had no choice but to stand by and accompany Ning Wan.

Soon, half an hour later, Ning Wan was not ready to leave. Fu Ting was tired and dragged her out.

"I don't want to go."

"If you don't go, you have to go!"

In Fu Ting's drag, Ning Wan left the morgue. She looked back, step by step, all the way back.

"Wow -" Ning Wan suddenly brushed his hand, squatted down and cried with a headache.

"You..." Fu Ting stood behind her, a little nervous in the cold look, "what's the matter?"

Tears slowly fall, rather Wan sad, full of yearning for the day.

She didn't know him for a long time, but she liked him from the bottom of her heart.

"He Why did he die suddenly? " Ning Wan's face was full of tears.

"There was an accident."

Ning Wan looked up at Fu ting with a discontented tear mark on his face. "What about the driver who caused the accident?" She remembers clearly that there must be something wrong with letting her not blame others during the day.

"Not here."

"Why not here?"

Ning Wan thinks that the driver who caused the accident should be here with him, at least showing a little sad feeling, rather than being as invisible as now.

Fu Ting sighed softly and put his hands under Ning Wan's arm. "The driver is careless. This kind of accident often happens."

"How do you know it was an accident?"

"It's not an accident. What is it?" Fu Ting didn't want to go on talking with Ning Wan. He grabbed her arm and got up. "Go, go back to the ward and have a rest."

At the door of the ward, Anqing anxiously waits. Seeing Ning Wan coming back, she immediately greets him, "my God, where have you been?"

Ning Wan pours into an Qinghuai, "I I went to see Tianyi. "

Anqing patted her on the back. "Well, I know you're in a bad mood, but you can't come back from death. You're OK. Don't make people in the sky sad."

Fu Ting went in with them and said to an Qing in a low voice, "go ahead, I will take care of her."

"You?"

"You should have work tomorrow?"in truth.

Anqing hugs Baoning Wan. "I'll go first. You're good to keep. Don't come here."

After seeing an Qing leave, Ning Wan said to Fu Ting, "you go, too. I'm alone."

"You rest, I'll be with you."

But Fu Ting, Ning Wan had to lie in bed. Fu Ting covered her up with quilts and said softly, "sleep, I'll be with you."

Ning Wan turned his back to Fu Ting, and when he closed his eyes, he looked like a day.

Confused, Ning Wan saw day one. He was dressed in white and was waving to Ning Wan. "Sister Wan Wan, remember to be my sister in the next life."

"Don't go!" Ning Wan suddenly woke up and sat up abruptly.

Fu Ting was keeping his eyes closed with one hand on his side, and immediately opened his eyes when he heard the voice, "what's the matter?"

"I I dreamt of the day Ning Wan grabs her hair and looks embarrassed.

"Don't think about it so much. You can't come back from death." Fu Ting sighed and stroked her hair.

Ning Wan buried his face in his knee and said in a muffled voice, "let's go."

"No nonsense, no sleep." Fu Ting gently put her down. "Don't think about it."

Just lying down, Ning Wan wants to sit up again, and is pressed by Fu ting. "What's the matter?"

"And Xiuyu?"

Ning Wan only cares about the first day, and has long forgotten her son at home.

"The old man wanted to repair Yu and took him back."

"What?" Ning Wan was very dissatisfied with this. "Xiuyu is my son. Please don't make your own decisions."

Fu Ting raised the sheet and gently pulled it to his side with big hands. "Now sleep, no talking."

"You haven't answered my question."

"Sleep."

Ning wanwo is in Fu Ting's arms. There is a sense of security in his heart, "you You go, don't do that. "

Fu Ting had already closed his eyes. "It's almost dawn. I'll sleep."

More than three in the morning, Ning Wan went to sleep in a daze. When he woke up again, it was more than nine in the morning. There is plenty of sunshine in the room, which shines straight on the bed.

Ning Wan lost his mind, remembering what happened last night. Sorrow comes from his heart.

"Awake?" Fu Ting frowned slightly. Last night, Ning Wan slept on his arm. Now his arm is numb and sour.

"Why are you still here?" Ning Wan's eyebrows were frowned more tightly.