Outside, there were only Yang Jingyi and them all the time, and no one came to visit.

The Xu family has come to this point, which is very sad.

At the beginning, the Xu family was still the aloof Xu family, and every little thing could attract a large group of people to visit, but now -

When it comes to such a big thing, no one cares about it.

This is reality.

Halfway through, they received a call from the Mu family, saying they had some things to do outside and would have to go back later.

The other side felt relieved when they heard that they had left the police station. When they hung up, they reminded them that there were many reporters outside and asked them to be careful when they came back.

They had already thought about it when they left, so Chu Huaxin and Mu Yihan only went to Yujingyuan in the beginning.

"You guys go back." Yang Jingyi said weakly.

She can just wait here.

She was already grateful that they could come at this time.

Her family, the Xu family, have been avoiding suspicion since the accident. Now that such a big thing has happened, they just called her to ask if she was dead and then hung up. After that, there was no further news.

Her feelings towards her family were completely shattered.

What they love most is always themselves, and their family is just a group of familiar people living together.

There is no more meaning.

"It's okay, we'll wait for him to wake up."

Only the two brothers know everything now, and only when they wake up can they know the truth.

The three of them, who were worried about Xu Zekai, did not notice that a figure in a white coat was wandering around the corner from time to time. The large mask covered most of his cheeks, and the doctor's hat also covered his hairstyle. Only a pair of eyes were visible.

A ruthless light flashed from time to time under the black-framed eyes.

The man would come over every ten minutes and then leave.

After that, we will report the situation here.

The man was very alert, so even Mu Yihan didn't notice his presence.

Thirteen hours after the operation, the door of the operating room was finally pushed open, and the hospital bed covered by white cloth was pushed out by a nurse.

Yang Jingyi stood up suddenly. When she saw clearly that the white cloth was covering her face, she staggered back a step and bumped into the chair. She lost her balance and fell down again.

His face was bloodless, he was biting his lip tightly, his hands hanging by his sides were shaking, and he was too scared to step forward.

Chu Huaxin tightened Mu Yihan's hand, and looked at the man under the white cloth who suddenly did not dare to step forward.

"Resuscitation of the patient failed, so please express your condolences."

A doctor came forward and said something they had become accustomed to, but when they looked at Yang Jingyi's sad and desperate eyes, they felt as cruel as an executioner.

"Mr. Xu Zechen was injured too seriously. When he was brought here, he had no heartbeat several times. We have tried our best."

Xu Zechen, not Xu Zekai.

Deep down in my heart, I was still somewhat glad that it wasn't him.

But soon sadness spread in my heart.

Even Xu Zechen has gone, so he is the only one left, only him.

Even if he was rescued and learned all this, would he still be able to survive?

In a home, he was the only one overnight.

Xu Zechen, Xu Zechen is dead.

Chu Huaxin stepped forward tremblingly, and tremblingly opened the white cloth covering him. When that peaceful and bloodless handsome face appeared in his eyes, tears fell uncontrollably.

He has a brotherly feeling towards her.
Chapter completed!