Zheng Yuanyang sat on the cold ground, his whole heart thrust so hard.

Suddenly he laughed wildly: "A man didn't die from falling, but he was tortured by me half to death, ha...ha..."

"Brother, are you okay? Don't scare me, Sister Yang will be okay!"

My brother was compassionate and laughed wildly, but Xiaofan was really ruined.

She was very worried that what happened to his brother in this critical level would be even more difficult.

Xiaofan looked at the ceiling with weak eyes. Who can tell her what was going on?

Not far away, four bodyguards stood there quietly.

The calm Lu Bowen patted Xiaofan's shoulder and signaled her to accompany Zheng Yuanyang, and then walked towards the bodyguards himself.

He thought he could know something from those bodyguards.

Although these bodyguards were Meng Xiang's subordinates, they still knew the Zheng family's son-in-law.

When Lu Bowen asked about the whole story, they told them all without reservation.

When Lu Bowen heard this, his eyes twitched violently.

No wonder Yang is like this. The key is that Zhang Haiyang should not choose an extreme method like climbing windows.

This touched the deepest pain in Zheng Yuanyang's heart, which completely lost his mind and caused the consequences now.

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When Zhang Haiyang woke up, it was noon the next day.

Zheng Yuanyang kept guarding her hospital bed, holding her hand tightly, and never letting go overnight.

She opened her eyes slightly, and the white walls that caught her eyes seemed to smell the smell of disinfectant.

What's wrong with me? Why are I in the hospital?

"Uh..." She exclaimed, struggling to sit up.

Zheng Yuanyang slept very lightly. When she moved a little, he woke up.

"Are you awake? Don't move around." His voice was low and hoarse, and the corners of his lips were dry and a little skin-lost.

Zhang Haiyang felt pain under him, and he was exhausted. He asked Zheng Yuanyang in a weak voice: "What's wrong with me?"

"It's okay, you had a stomachache yesterday and fainted. Now you are in the hospital, do you feel better?"

Zheng Yuanyang's eyes were a little erratic and dodged, and he couldn't bear to tell her that they had just lost a child.

For her body, at this moment, he had no choice but to hide it from her.

When she is in better health, tell her this, maybe she will have a better life!

"How come you make yourself look so ugly!"

Zhang Haiyang spoke in disgust. Although his body was extremely weak, he still didn't forget to tease Zheng Yuanyang.

He has a stubborn face, deep eyes, and a look that is not very good-looking, which is much different from his former witchcraft image.

The man didn't care about the woman's entertainment. He gently printed a kiss on her pale cheek and said, "What do you want to eat? I'll let Aunt Wang make it for you!"

"Go away, you're pricked to death!" Zhang Haiyang rolled his eyes.

She felt uncomfortable with his stutter.

"Zheng Yuanyang," Zhang Haiyang called him softly, and red was printed on his pale face.

The man responded with a sound: "Hmm?"

"That...that..." Zhang Haiyang stuttered a little, his face full of embarrassing words, "I want to go to the bathroom, but I don't have the strength."

She really has no strength. She wants to go to the bathroom, but her body seems to be not owned and she is out of control.

"I'll carry you!"

The man agreed readily, and his big hand fell on her waist. He hugged her gently and picked up the woman.
Chapter completed!