He's cute but puritanical

"Please go out." Jiang Lai didn't look at him, just accentuated the tone.

Lu Shiyan stood by the bed, staring at her for a long time, and finally compromise, "OK, I'll come back tomorrow morning, you can have a good rest."

Jiang Lai did not answer, until he heard the sound of closing the door of the ward, then slowly turned his face.

Looking at the empty ward, she slowly raised her hand and pressed it on her left atrium.

Invisible, as if there was a big hand to tear her heart apart, tearing blood dripping.

She was so painful that she could hardly breathe.

In his mind, Jiang Zongming was lying in a pool of blood this morning.

Why didn't she send him to the hospital immediately and waste time there?

In the end, it delayed the best rescue time!

Such a thought was like a big stone weighing heavily on her heart, and she was almost out of breath.

The pain spread from her heart and flooded her like a tide. She felt like she was drowning in it.

She just sat in the hospital bed with her eyes open until dawn.

…………

The sky was overcast and the city was overcast by dark clouds.

The funeral of Jiang Zongming was arranged two days later by Lu Shiyan.

As he has broken off the relationship with the Jiang family, there are not many people coming.

Jiang Lai, wearing a long black dress, looked more and more pale.

However, her back is very straight.

Jiang Zongming was buried next to her mother. His picture on the tombstone was taken by Jiang Lai with his mobile phone a few months ago.

She was holding her cell phone, and he was smiling at her kindly.

The day before yesterday, he was shot to save her.

After entering the operating room, she couldn't come out, and she didn't even see the last side of her father.

The wind is getting stronger and it seems that there will be a heavy rain at any time.

Even though it is summer, the temperature in the evening garden is still not high.

Jiang Lai's hands are very cold, the heart is also very cold, the whole person seems to be in a big ice cellar.

Seeing that she didn't cry or make noise, Feng Yu'an, standing behind her, came and gently held her cold hand.

"Xiao Lai, you can cry if you want."

Jiang Lai shakes her head. She looks slightly at her back. Lu Shiyan, Zuo Xiao, Jiang Yichen and Gu zhiting are all standing there quietly. They are wearing a black suit and Jun's face is exactly solemn.

Although Jiang Yihan was rescued by Dr. Gu, he fell into a deep coma, so he failed to come.

Jiang Lai's sight swept them one by one, even on Lu Shiyan's body, he did not stay too much.

Although she was looking at them, her eyes were empty and had no focus. "You all go back. I want to stay here alone with my father for a while."

Her voice is very hoarse, big eyes with a few days did not rest well red blood.

However, from the news of Jiang Zongming's death to now, she has not lost a single eye.

Lu Shiyan knew that she was in pain, but she was not willing to show it in front of them.

His father died unexpectedly, why did he not suffer?

Just, he still has a lot of things to do, has been holding on, holding on.

At the moment, looking at her empty to dim eyes, he was extremely distressed, "Xiaolai..."

However, before he finished speaking, Jiang Lai opened his mouth again and mechanically repeated what he had just said, "you go back, I want to stay by myself."

Feng Yu'an and Jiang Lai are friends for many years, but she is too clear about the feeling of her father.

So, she also looked at Lu Shiyan and said to him, "you go back first. I'll stay here and watch her."

Lu Shiyan knows that Jiang Lai has been critical of him in his heart. Since yesterday, except for Feng Yu'an, she has not spoken a word with anyone.

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