Chapter 72

"Cold, cold always he, he..." Liao ran hesitated to say clearly, but from her expression, it should be that the situation is not very good.

Jiang wanwan's heart pulled, regardless of 3721, directly pulled out the infusion needle, put on slippers and ran out.

But she hurt her foot and fell to the ground before she took two steps.

Pistachio quickly picked her up and put her on the bed, "manager, where do you want to go? You still have injuries on your feet! "

"I don't care. I'm going to find Hanqing. I'm going to see him." Jiang wanwan pushes them away and wants to go down again. Pistachio stops her.

"Manager, you'd better not go, Mr. Han... You'd better take good care of yourself. After all, pay such a price to save you, cold Qing should also want you to live well, rather than so abuse yourself

Live well?

Jiang wanwan's head burst open. Is Han Qing dead?!

No, no, no, no way!

"Which one of you can talk well, stammer and haw like this, are you driving me crazy?" Jiang wanwan was worried and yelled directly.

Fat Wen Wen three people are low head dare not speak, Jiang Wan Wan heart is up and down.

She jumped out of bed again, and this time she tried to keep her balance and finally stood firm.

Those three people also want to stop her, by her a look horizontal past, sternly stop a way, "you who dare to touch me, don't blame me turn a face ruthlessly.". You can see me here because you are my employees. If you don't obey me, you'll pack up and leave! "

The three looked at each other. Although they were in a dilemma, they did not dare to move forward.

Jiang wanwan saw that the effect had been achieved, but she ignored them and limped out with the help of the wall.

He went to the information desk, grabbed a nurse and asked her, "where's the man I sent with me?"

The nurse looked at her. "Oh, is that the man from the fire? It's been sent to the mortuary. "

mortuary?!

Jiang wanwan's heart was like several bombs detonated at the same time, which made her stagger several times before she stabilized herself.

The nurse saw that she was pale and had no blood at all. She asked in a hurry, "are you all right, miss?"

Jiang wanwan turned a deaf ear and said with trembling lips, "too, how can I get to the mortuary?"

She didn't know how she came to the morgue door. She stumbled all the way. She didn't know how many people she bumped into, how many times she fell, and how much gauze on her feet had oozed blood. But she didn't feel it. She didn't care.

She stood at the door of the mortuary, looking at the closed door, her eyes red and red.

She raised her hand to open the door, her fingers trembling clearly.

There was only one bed in the mortuary, covered with white cloth.

Jiang wanwan dragged her bloody feet and looked at the white cloth.

"Han Qing, Han Qing?"

In the empty mortuary, her voice was empty and there was no answer.

Her hands trembled on the man, but she didn't have the courage to take a look at the white cloth.

She was afraid, she was afraid to see the familiar face, lifeless presented in front of her eyes.

Just like that day, I saw my parents, covered with blood, but only pale, lying beside her, unable to speak or laugh.

She watched them helplessly, even if the tears ran dry and her throat broke, it would not help.

That feeling, yuan Xiaoni will never forget.

Now, will she face such a situation again?

She killed her parents, and now she killed Hanqing.

How could she be so terrible and bring disaster to the people around her?

"Han Qing, I'm sorry. I killed you. If I could, I would trade my life for yours. Unfortunately, I can't do anything now. "

"Han Qing, thank you. You've helped me a lot these days. I'm really grateful that you didn't care about your own life to save me at a dangerous time. You know what? In my heart, you are like a sun, worthy of reliance and trust. In my heart, I have long regarded you as my husband. "

Jiang wanwan didn't have the courage to lift that layer of white cloth at last. She said it sentence by sentence across that layer of white cloth. It was her heart's words that she told Hanqing. I hope he can hear it.

"Han Qing, didn't you ask me if I could not divorce? In fact, I already have the answer. I agree. I won't divorce you. But is it a little late to talk about it now? "

"As long as you say it, it's not too late."

Jiang wanwan was stunned. She wiped the tears on her face and turned her head in disbelief. After seeing the man standing at the door clearly, the expression on her face didn't know whether it was surprise or joy. It was very complicated.

"You..." her voice was a little hoarse, so low that she could hardly hear it.

She bowed her head and cleared her throat, but as before, she had to give up.

I saw one of my hands was still on the white cloth. My scalp felt numb. I took back my hand timidly.

Looking up again, I saw that Han Qing was still standing there, just like he used to.

She calmed down, took a deep breath, walked past, each step, her heart is a complex point.

When he was in front of him, his patience was exhausted by her, and he said impatiently, "wasn't it very free and easy when he just confessed to me? Why are you dawdling now? Do you want to go back? "

Jiang wanwan raised her head and looked at him for a moment. Her fingers caressed his cheek gently. The warm touch came over and her lips raised unconsciously.

"You're not dead. Are you really not dead?"

Surprise is beyond words.

Han Qing frowned, "you woman, can you say something nice? I just escaped from the gate of death.

However, the second half of the sentence didn't come out, because Jiang wanwan suddenly rushed into his arms and put her arms around him tightly. Her joyful voice was choked with wisps of sobs.

"That's good. It's good you didn't die. It's really great. "

On this sentence, Jiang wanwan repeated again and again, cold Qing's heart softened one point after another.

At this time, he felt that for this moment, even if he was asked to go to the sea of fire again, he would never be tired of it.

Jiang wanwan holds Hanqing and cries enough. It's time for them to go back to the ward. After all, both of them are injured, and the injury is not light.

The wound on Jiang wanwan's foot had all split. The doctor gave her medicine and bandage again, and told her not to move any more, otherwise the foot would be useless.

Jiang wanwan quickly nodded and agreed, but she was still worried about Han Qing's injury. She pulled the doctor and asked, "well, how about the general cold injury?"