Gong Shao pursues his wife, please keep a low profile

Chapter 401 Where is Yan'er buried?

Facing the old man who deliberately refused to give him a quilt last night, Gong Chenyan didn't say a word.

The night was slightly cool, and the black eyes were fixed on the tender body who had been sleeping soundly. Thinking of what the old Chinese doctor said, he could only hold back the idea of ​​taking her back to Xincheng for treatment.

Hold on for a few more days, if she still doesn't wake up, then he will change places.

However, five days had passed since An Luo fell into a coma, and she was still lying motionless on the bed, and she hadn't reacted in any way except for the raving that day.

Gong Chenyan had been taking medicine day after day, and her mood became more and more tense.

Is there anyone who is so tired that he will be in a coma for many days?
If he hadn't gently touched her nose to make sure that An Luo was still alive, he would have been angry long ago.

On the sixth day, the old man sat by the bed and took the pulse of the unconscious man, frowning.

Sure enough?

At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of cars coming from outside the house. Normally, there would not be more than two cars coming to this place.

The old man stood up and leaned out from the window, his face turned pale.

He looked back at An Luo suddenly, and shouted, "Who the hell come in."

These days, Gong Chenyan didn't ask him his name, and he didn't know what the other person's name was.

Either don't call her at all, or just use who to describe it.

Hearing the call, thinking that something happened, Gong Chenyan hurried into the inner room. It seemed that he was washing something just now, and his hands were still dripping with water.His expression was a little nervous: "What's wrong with Luo Luo?"

"She's fine, you stay here with her, don't come out."

After finishing speaking, the old man left the room with a solemn face, closing the door behind him.

Gong Chenyan is a shrewd person, with a tall figure hiding by the window, with black eyes staring at the strange car outside.

When he saw the person getting out of the car, surprise appeared on his face, and then he frowned.

How did she come here?

At the door of the house, a dignified and elegant figure stepped out of the car. She was wearing a lady's hat, with exquisite makeup and outstanding temperament. She was obviously not an ordinary person.

"He Xun, I haven't seen you for many years."

He Xun, an old Chinese doctor, bent over with a very respectful attitude: "Mrs. Lu..."

The corners of his eyes were raised slightly, and Bao Yunsheng looked at him with a cold gaze: "So you are hiding in Xincheng. If I hadn't come to look for A Yue this time, I really wouldn't have found you."

"Why did the young master come to Xincheng?"

Faced with the old man's inquiry, the emotions that had been so hard to restrain collapsed again, and the middle-aged lady showed a sad expression: "He died, I came to collect his body."

"what--!"

"Are you shocked? Ha, I, Bo Yunsheng, don't know what evil I have done. My daughter is gone, and my son is gone. Maybe this life is destined to die alone."

Hearing this, He Xun tensed his body: "Madam, don't say that."

Bo Yunsheng became excited: "Then what should I say?"

"Forget it... Where is Yan'er buried? I have been looking for you all these years, just to see her dead body."

Hearing this, the old man sighed, and gestured to the backyard: "Come with me."

After their figures disappeared in the front yard, Gong Chenyan looked away, showing a thoughtful expression.

Why is the body of Bo Yunsheng's daughter at He Xun's house?

Because of doubts, Gong Chenyan quietly followed. What he didn't know was that after he left, the person on the bed moved his fingers, as if there were signs of waking up.

There is a tombstone made of wood in the backyard. No name is written on it. I don't know whose tomb it is.

He Xun was very careful and cleaned the place thoroughly.

(End of this chapter)