The others were fine, including Lu Yi, and no one was involved. Even Lu Qin was just a skin trauma. His head was just smashed, and then smashed, smashed, But there is no life threatening.
And the most serious is Yan Huan
She was stabbed with a full nine knives, and many organs on her body were injured, and there was also heavy bleeding. It was really difficult to rescue it. Finally, she managed to hold her breath, but it seemed that it would not last long.
Because it hurts so much.
After being awake, Lu Qin was taken away by the police, but he was greeted by nothing other than absolute death penalty.
Qin Xiaoyue knelt in front of Grandpa Lu, and Grandpa Lu waved his hands weakly, "Don’t come to me anymore, neither you nor Lu Qin will be from our Lu family, what the **** did I do, Why did you give birth to a son like Lu Jing, and why let Lu Jing marry you again, and then give birth to something that is not a thing, Lu Qin. Whether he is dead or alive is his business. No, you don’t have to come to me anymore, let alone our Lu family in the future," he didn’t even scold, he now wants to die.
"Dad, I beg you to rescue Lu Qin, Qin Xiaoyue keeps kowtowing on the ground, that's your grandson."
Lu Yi is also my grandson.
With a snap, Master Lu smashed the cup at the foot of Qin Xiaoyue.
"Go!" He stretched his finger and pointed at the door. "You roll for me immediately. If Yan Huan will not die, your son will not die, but if Yan Huan is dead, Lu Qin will bury her."
When Qin Xiaoyue heard this, his eyes glared, his face pale, and his brain was also buzzed, and fell to the ground.
"Drag out."
Father Lu shouted at the guard, don't let her dirty my eyes anymore, just throw me as far as I can.
The guard came over quickly and directly carried Qin Xiaoyue up, and he had to throw people out. The poor people in this world must have hateful things, and now for Qin Xiaoyue, don’t talk about others, even The guards all came out with a little sympathy
This is too abominable, too hateful, Lu Qin wants to kill Lu Jin and his family all, kill the medicine, and stab him directly on the person, how can he get it, then Zeng Jin is also his bedside person, then Zeng Jin gave everything to his woman.
That's his family, his brother, his uncle.
Over the years, Lu Jin and his family have been supporting them.
I haven't been able to raise them for decades, but I have raised a white-eyed wolf, and this white-eyed wolf, who hasn't even left the land and entered the family, was killed.
He is now distressed and happy, how good a woman, not to say before, how good she is now, the old head also likes it, has his grandson, and has started to have her, but...
Thinking of these, he became more and more disgusted with the woman he carried.
He doesn't care whether this is a woman or not, anyway, it's not that women are irrelevant.
He threw the person directly outside. Clapped his hands, and then went back to see what else the old head commanded.
At this time, this is already the third day of Yan Huan in the intensive care unit. She has not yet passed the dangerous period. He Yibin said that she was really injured so hard that almost all her internal organs could not be pierced. Too.
It was all about to die. It is not easy to keep this breath now, and it is hard to say whether this breath can be kept now, but He Yibin has actually told Lu Yi very vaguely.
Yan Huan's life can't be kept. Lu Yi can see her last time and can say the last few words with her.
Yan Huan woke up in a severe pain. She really hurts. She hurts everywhere.
She saw Lu Yi haggard and still not tired, just like the 30-year-old she who guarded the vegetative.
She gently raised her hand.
Lu Yi quickly clenched her hands.
Yan Huan opened her mouth, but with the oxygen mask on, she couldn't move, and she couldn't say it. She seemed to have no voice.
He Yibin suddenly felt his nose sore, and tears fell.
He nodded, turned around, and walked out. This may really be her last few words, and it is also the last side.
very pitiful.
Yes, it is pitiful.
Lu Yi carefully removed her oxygen mask.
He brought his ears closer, and he knew that Yanhuan was going to talk to him.
It's just that she doesn't have much strength, and she doesn't have much voice.
"I...not hurt."
Yan Huan clenched his fingers, maybe this is her last strength.
Lu Yi carefully took her cold hand and put it in her palm, as if she wanted to give her body temperature to her, but always, her hands were cold and there was no temperature.
"You have to...live..." Yan Huan seems to be moving her lips at this time, but no one hears her voice except Lu Yi.
"I'll... I got back there..." She smiled again, but there was too much bitterness and reluctance in this smile. In fact, she didn't even know whether she could go back, maybe, maybe No, maybe she will disappear from this world, and all will disappear.
However, she always wanted to leave these comforts to him. She didn't want him to be sad or let him suffer.
"This is God... compensation for us..." She put her face on Lu Yi's face. "Last life... I... I died like this... You didn't... didn't come. Save me, at that time I shed light... I shed all the blood on me, this life... you see... you are not... saved me, we... we are not losing... are we?"
Lu Yi put her big palm on her face.
The thin lips were also gently attached to her chapped and bloodless lips.
"Not afraid... I will find you..."
Yan Huan twitched her eyelashes lightly, and then moved a few times gently, the corners of her eyes rolled down. Almost all of them were cold tears, and this teardrop also took away her final temperature. , And her last life.
Then, on those instruments, a ding began to sound, and she had no heartbeat.
"Don't be afraid, it won't hurt anymore."
Lu Jin buried his face tightly on her neck, and at this time, he could not feel her breathing, her body temperature, and her life. .
His Huanhuan was gone.
His wife is gone.
The woman he loved for five years is gone.
The hot tears slipped down the corners of his eyes, almost submerging everything.
His wife is gone, and his world is ruined.
When He Yibin came in, he had already heard Lu Yi's irrepressible crying, and there was that calm line, horizontal, so quiet and dead still.
She walked very quietly, yes, very quietly.