Then he turned his head suddenly and Ji Zeye shouted to the dazed and terrified doctors and nurses who had been standing outside the garden:

"Quick!"

Ji Zeye's roar again shocked his thoughts back to his broken thoughts. The leader, wearing a white coat, suddenly woke up and hurriedly ran towards the crazy woman in the garden while facing the side of him.

The doctor and nurse shouted:

"Quick, hurry, give the patient a sedative!"

Then, the crowd, in panic, ran into the golden sunflower field with the potion syringe that they had prepared in their hands.

...

Just when the thin and pointed needle, the woman's thin and bones were left with only bones, and the veins were stormy on the back of her hand--

A shrill and miserable cry sounded in the entire cold and quiet valley!

It was from the woman's mouth that was bitten by herself, and a torturous and desperate scream:

"No----!!!"

It spread throughout the mountain and kept echoing among the valleys. Everyone who heard it couldn't help but tremble in their hearts!

So despair, like the last miserable and trembling sob before being taken away by death...

...

The setting sun sets, and the afterglow of fire pours on the golden field.

But it seemed to be dyed with a layer of blood-like color, golden and blood-colored blending, so bleak that it makes people reluctant to get close. Such beautiful flowers as the rising sun were actually destroyed by the ruthless brilliance, and were stained with blood-colored

I made the saddest scene in the world...

Everyone walked quietly behind the man with breath.

In the afterglow of the sunset---

The elongated cold figure, even though it was covered with passionate colors like fire, still could not feel a trace of warmth. Even a gust of wind blew, like the chillest hurricane from Siberia, making people feel like the coldest hurricane from Siberia.

Shivering.

Step by step, Ji Zeye walked slowly with his mother who had fallen asleep in his arms.

The woman's long flying hair was flying in the wind in the valley...

Even so magnificent, with the most tragic sadness.

...

Did he really do something wrong?!

...

In the ward.

The busy doctors and nurses couldn't hear any noisy sounds. The only thing that existed was the iron-like sounds made by the cold scissors and needles colliding with each other. Everyone was in order, and they even carefully helped them sleep.

The woman bandaged the wound.

See----

The sick clothes on women are covered with mud.

The slightly deformed feet were covered with blood marks, and even the cracks in the toes were covered with black soil.

The most serious thing is Gu Anya's hands. Because she was crazy about pulling the branches of sunflowers, her palms were almost bloody. Even some slightly sharp wounds could see the bright red flesh inside, seeping little by little.

Blood...

On the side, the man who was as cold as a ghost stood stiffly against the cold wall, motionless.

The bright red palm print on his face became even more red and swollen, looking a little scary.

The man's cold and burning eyes always fell tightly on the sleeping cheek, but he didn't know what he was thinking, the mystery and indifference that made people unable to see through.

----

On Gu Anya's face, she maintained the despair expression of the last shrill scream.

The man pursed his cold lips and said in his heart:

"Mom, have I been doing something wrong all the time?"
Chapter completed!