Induced marriage: On the day of the murder, he was dragged by the boss to get the certificate

Lu Yu's lengthy dream felt as if he had experienced half his own life, but also as if he had lived another person's short life.

His dreams are gray and bloody.

In addition to the color Hua Ping brought to him, there was also the girl in a red wedding dress in the yellow sand.

"Ning'er... Ning'er..."

Lu Yu called out this name and woke up in front of worried eyes.

"Xiao Yu, do you feel any discomfort now?" Hua Jing asked with concern.

"..."

"Brother, why are you suddenly sick?" Lu Yi sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed the man's hand.

"..."

Luo Xi: "Xiaoyu, please say something! Everyone is worried about you!"

Lu Yu's eyes lingered among the people, but he didn't seem to see the figure he wanted to see.

"Something happened to Ning Ning's mother, she just rushed over."

Lu Zhijie understood his son's thoughts. After he finished speaking, he did not forget to add: "You were in a coma for a week, and she almost guarded you for a week."

Lu Yu wanted to speak out, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his throat felt as if there was a mouthful of sand in a dream.

"Brother Wei Lan, hurry up and see him!" Lu Yi shouted from the bedside.

It's a pity that Wei Lan is just a psychiatrist and can't see the other person's physical problems.

He looked around and muttered: "Where did the boy named Fu go?"

"Will you leave with Jiang Ning?" Luo Xi asked.

"No." Lu Zhijie replied firmly, and immediately added: "When Ning Ning left, she told him to stay here."

Wei Lan: "What about others?"

After saying that, Fu Chen walked out of the bathroom while buckling his belt.

"It's not safe to go to the toilet. You Lu family are so awesome, why can't you even find a private doctor?"

"There are doctors, but they can't be trusted." Lu Zhijie said seriously.

Fu Chen glanced at him, and then walked directly to the bed.

The man lying on the bed, his dark eyes were still a little unfocused.

Even though he had been sleeping for so many days, his eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes.

When Fu Chen was about to open his mouth to ask, the other party took the initiative to speak.

"I'm conscious and not feeling uncomfortable. I want to see Ning'er!" "Ning'er? You've become numb after a nap."

Fu Chen clicked his tongue and said that Jiang Ning had gone to deal with the Jiang family's affairs.

"Anyway, just take a good rest now. Now that you have rested, there are big things waiting for you two."

After saying that, his thoughtful gaze lingered on Lu Zhijie for a moment, and then he walked straight towards Wei Lan.

“There’s nothing wrong with his body, the rest is up to you and the nutritionist.

"I'm leaving, bye!"

"..."

Lu Yu did not regain his clarity of mind, and even his thoughts still lingered on the red color in the desert.

He desperately wanted to catch that ray of red, desperately wanted to touch...

But every time he got close, he always passed through the red with ease...

When Fu Chen left, he suggested that everyone should disperse and leave Wei Lan to chat with him about treatment.

Everyone listened and temporarily left the bedroom.

……

On the other side, there is a mental hospital in the northern suburbs of the city.

Ye Lan was already struggling on the line of life and death, and all the top experts in various subjects were arranged to stand by outside the ward.

When the floor elevator door opened, Yan Qing, who was waiting here, immediately came forward.

But when he saw Jiang Ning's condition clearly, he was shocked.

The originally fair and rosy face was now frighteningly pale, and the eyes with thick dark circles were also somewhat sunken.

"Ning, you..."

Jiang Ning strode forward and interrupted, "I'm fine. How is she?"

"If there is no news from Lu Jingrui, Ms. Ye might...maybe..."

"Don't hesitate, just say it."

"Her organs are failing in many places and she may not survive tonight!"

……

Keep the waiting babies waiting for a long time! !But cervical spondylosis is the biggest stumbling block on the road to coding! ! ! (pout)