Wait for the wind, wait for you, wait for your return

Chapter 172 Sister, I'm So Scared

An Zhiruo knew very well why Xia Lan committed suicide. All of this was manipulated by someone. It was the same as Qian Yao's ending. Once you get in, don't ever think about it again.

At the end, Xia Lan suddenly appeared in her mind with a ferocious look, cursing her.

Her heart clenched tightly, she put down the newspaper in a panic, and knocked down the cup on the table inadvertently.

Snapped.

The splash of glass woke up the person on the bed.

An Zhiruo bent down hastily, and when she was about to pick it up, Anya's weak cry sounded, "Sister, don't!"

"Xiaoya."

An Zhiruo looked up at Anya who was struggling to get up, and hurried forward, "What are you doing, lie down."

Anya glanced at the shards of glass on the ground, "That thing will cut your hands, sister, don't pick it up."

Her words undoubtedly touched the softest part of An Zhiruo's heart, and he looked at her moved, "Fool, why do you always think of me?"

"Because you are my sister."

Anya looked at An Zhiruo with a hazy look, and said sincerely.

The more she said this, the more guilty An Zhiruo felt when he thought of the doubts he had towards her before. He slowly closed his eyes and took a long breath, "Does your body still hurt?"

Anya nodded, "It hurts. Sister, will you always watch over me? When I fell asleep, I had a dream, a very long dream. You in the dream are gone. Don't want me anymore. Dad married me An eighty-year-old man... sister... woo..."

An Zhiruo's heart clenched tightly, the pain was unbearable, he patted her hand lightly, shaking his head feebly, "It's all fake, it's just a dream."

"But... Sis, I'm so scared..."

Anya spoke with a sob, her eyes were full of light, and she looked extremely pitiful.

An Zhiruo couldn't help feeling soft-hearted, hugged her body tightly, and bit his lower lip, "Don't worry, I have sister here. No matter what father thinks about you, it's impossible!"

Anya cried, "Well, I believe sister."

"Good, don't cry."

Up to now, An Zhiruo's heart was tightly leaning on Anya.

Because she owed her another sum.

Yin Shushu's report came out, her uterus was severely damaged, but because she was still young, it was not impossible to recover, but she needed to be treated continuously, maybe she would have a chance in the future.

An Zhiruo didn't tell her about it all this time, for fear that she wouldn't be able to bear it, after all, she was still young.

She did this for herself, and she wanted to bear all the pressure and pain for her.

After a month, if An Zhi was either injured or worried about An Ya's affairs, she lost weight from 90 catties to 86 catties, looking weak.

Mu Tianyun saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart.

An Zhiruo closed the documents in her hand, pressed her temples wearily, and heard footsteps behind her. She put down the cup in her hand, turned around, and saw the person entering the room.

An Xiangchang glanced indifferently at Anya on the bed, stared at An Zhiruo, smiled extremely obsequiously, "Ruoruo, come out, Dad has something to say to you."

An Zhiruo felt that something was wrong with An Xiangchang today.

This was the second time he came to the hospital after Anya was hospitalized. He didn't even ask about his sister's condition, but looked at her flatteringly and smiled.

A bad premonition welled up.

What does he know?
Because of Gu Yiye's appearance that day?

An Zhiruo thought for a while, then walked slowly to keep up.

In the garden of the hospital, An Xiangchang smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Did you do something about your little mother?"

An Zhiruo frowned, staring at An Xiangchang's face with a mocking look, "What do you want to say, just say it."

An Xiangchang looked around mysteriously, and after making sure that there was no one there, he lowered his voice and asked, "When did you and Gu Yiye meet?"

(End of this chapter)