Xueba's daughter is very sultry: wife, propose to rob

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Tang Anan watched him leave without saying a word, and asked Lan Mohan to look at Wei Xinyi, chase after the car, block between the car door and Pei Mingxuan, staring at him brightly, "You haven't answered my question yet , Just now, what did you do to my mother? She will commit suicide? "

"Step aside!"

Pei Mingxuan glanced coldly at her fair face, and reached out to the car door.

Seeing the car door being opened, Tang Anan closed it forcefully, "Answer me?"

Pei Mingxuan looked at her coldly. We hadn't seen her for a few days. She was really very thin, not to mention her prominent cheekbones, and her face was a little haggard, but what did all this have to do with him?

No.

Grabbing Tang An'an with a big hand and shaking it away, Pei Mingxuan opened the car door and got in the car directly. Before Tang Anan approached, he said indifferently, "Drive."

The driver, Xiao Li, started the engine and left quickly.

Tang An'an was thrown away for several steps before she stabilized her body. Looking at the car leaving in the dust, feeling the hand that was thrown away by him, her heart felt like a knife was piercing her heart.

After all, she and Pei Mingxuan are not what they used to be.

No!

Suppressing the sadness, Tang An'an looked at the ambulance passing by the roadside, went to help Wei Xinyi up on the ground, and got into the car together.

Wei Xinyi was not hit, but was frightened.

When I woke up, it was already afternoon.

"An'an, my An'an..."

Wei Xinyi woke up screaming, looked at Tang An'an and Aunt Fang in front of her, "An'an?"

Tang Anan didn't know if Lan Mohan's pillow had been bought, so she asked Aunt Fang to take care of it, and when she went out to call Lan Mohan, she saw him walking towards her with a pillow in one hand and a bouquet of roses in the other.

"There should be no woman who doesn't like flowers." Lan Mohan lowered his head and smelled the rose in his hand, and handed it to her, "Giving someone a rose will leave a lingering fragrance in your hand."

"Rose also symbolizes love, so don't give it indiscriminately." Tang Anan reached out to take the pillow in his arms, and went directly into the ward without picking up the flowers.

Lan Mohan curled his lips into a chuckle, so this woman understands?
"Mom, this is An'an, An'an is fine, An'an is fine, you just had a nightmare just now." Tang An'an smiled and passed the pillow over, speaking softly.

"Yes, ma'am," Aunt Fang echoed softly, hoping that Wei Xinyi's mood could be stabilized.

Seeing the pillow, Wei Xinyi suddenly sat up from the bed, stretched out her hand to hug the pillow, hugged it in her arms and kept checking, "Is it An An? Is it really my An An?"

Tang An'an and Aunt Fang nodded together.

"No, she's not An'an, not my An'an..." Wei Xinyi suddenly threw the pillow on the ground and shouted excitedly, "No, my An'an is dead, she's dead, woooooooooooo"

Wei Xinyi burst into tears as she spoke.

Aunt Fang hurriedly bent down to pick up the pillow on the floor, "Why not, it's exactly the same, ma'am"

"No, no, he's not."

Wei Xinyi shook her head vigorously, tears streaming down her face.

Tang An'an saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart. When he turned around, he temporarily left the ward, wanting to call Sun Hongzhi. Wei Xinyi's mood was a little too unstable today.

When the phone was connected, Tang Anan explained Wei Xinyi's symptoms to Dr. Sun in detail, but the result was not very optimistic. Sun Hongzhi said that Wei Xinyi's condition might have worsened to some extent.

He also said that he would come to see her as soon as possible.

Tang An'an felt very distressed. Even if Wei Xinyi could not recover completely in her lifetime, she still hoped that she would not get more ill.

(End of this chapter)