The stair platform is not far from Bianlin's study. Perhaps Wang Yijun's shouting alarmed his uncles and nephews. When Bianlin and Meng Fan heard the sound coming out, Fang Sihan had already fainted.

"Xiaofan, call an ambulance." Although Bian Lin didn't want to see Fang Sihan, he always had an accident at his house. He still had such courage and handled it calmly, "Yijun, what's going on?"

Wang Yijun is a woman who has been protected by her family since she was a child and has never experienced any storms. She was also scared to death. When she heard Bian Lin's calm voice, she found the support force and replied tremblingly, "Old Bian, I don't know. When I came upstairs, he sat here with a pale face. I called him twice and fainted."

Meng Fan carried the man downstairs, and Yang's mother came to hear the sound, found an empty place for him, and put the man down.

Ma Yang, his heartbeat seems to be a little weak, what should I do?"

When Yang's mother was young, she worked in nursing work. Meng Fan subconsciously asked her. Yang's mother hurriedly stepped forward to check it out. When she found the weak pulse of the man lying on the ground, her face turned blue, "Have you called an ambulance?"

"I called upstairs just now."

"I'm not sure if he has a heart problem."

It's stingy~ Meng Fan heard Yang Ma's words and felt like a nuclear bomb broke out in his head, and he was too slow to come.

Only Yang Ma could ask for first aid, so before the ambulance came, everyone could only watch Yang Ma busy up and down.

I don’t know how long it took, but the man lying on the ground still looked so pale, without a trace of warmth, so Bian Lin couldn’t help but worry.

After a while, everyone finally heard the sound of the ambulance arriving. Wang Yijun hurriedly ran to open the door. Then several doctors with first aid tools ran in, followed by a man carrying a stretcher. Meng Fan looked at the dark green and his eyes turned red.

He thought his heart problem had been solved abroad, but he didn't expect that he lied to himself.

"Fonshan, you'd better hold on for me, otherwise I won't let you go."

The man with his eyes closed did not hear his roar and lay silently on the stretcher at the mercy of others.

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The night was dark, as if it was about to swallow everything. Bian Lingxi didn't know what was going on, so she made Biqi insomnia tonight. She thought that since she couldn't sleep, she simply got up and read the paper, or wrote the article, which was better than lying in bed and wasting time.

Bian Lingxi walked to the study room and calmly turned on the computer. The lower right corner showed that it was already 1:38 am.

"What is Mr. Yan doing at this time?" Bian Lingxi opened the chat page and looked at Yan Shu's avatar that he had just changed a few days ago. It was his selfie, but in fact it was a group photo.

However, Yan Shu's circle of friends is full of people in the circle. Although they are all in the same circle, they know people but not the heart. When Yan Shu uploaded her avatar, he still listened to Bian Lingxi's words and cut off half of her photos.

Only they can treat this small detail as their little secret.

At this time, Bian Lingxi didn't know that someone would use this avatar on Weibo because of her words, and he had never changed it even after years of marriage.

I don’t know if the inspiration at night is more abundant, but Bian Lingxi always feels that her typing speed is super fast tonight, just like watching a video twice as fast as fast forwarding, which is very refreshing. Before she knew it, she actually wrote that it was at dawn.

"Oh my God, I actually wrote for four hours in one breath." Bian Lingxi habitually looked at the lower right corner of the computer. It was already five:38.

It’s not too much, not too much, exactly four hours. Perhaps because of the professional habit of teachers, you must plan every minute and every second in class. In order not to delay classes, you must also complete the prescribed courses within a limited time while allowing students to efficiently absorb the essential knowledge. Bian Lingxi’s mastery of time is simply outrageous.

The sky gradually turned white. Bian Lingxi stayed for a night, her eyelids were fighting. She was about to go to bed for a while when the phone ringtone suddenly rang. She picked it up and saw that it was a strange phone call, frowned, and she had no intention of answering it. However, the other party obviously had a "Xiaoqiang spirit" that never gave up and never gave up. She kept calling three or four times. Bian Lingxi thought that there should be something important, so she answered it.

"Bian Lingxi, I'm here to find you." The voice on the phone was loud, and there was even a man's low voice, obviously equipped with a voice changer. Bian Lingxi frowned in habit, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. You just need to know that I know that you went to the study room to write a novel for four hours at 1:38 tonight."

"Hahaha~" The laughter on the opposite side of the phone was a little harsh. Bian Lingxi subconsciously looked around the study, her face full of fear.

"Goodnight Lu, are you Lu?!" Bian Lingxi was so excited that she screamed at the other end of the phone. Her previous goddess style collapsed at this moment.

"You're still a little brainy." After saying that, the woman opposite admitted her identity, but this made Bian Lingxi even more frightened. "What do you want to do when Lu Wan'an?"

"What do I want to do? I want you to pay my life!" The woman's hand holding a red wine glass was covered with bright red nails, and she looked even more arrogant in the darkness.

"I don't owe you┄┄Lu Wanzhou was not killed by me, I don't owe you┄┄"

"Ha~" the woman opposite scoffed at this and was careless, "I don't want to hear you say these nonsense."

After saying that, the woman smashed the wine glass in her hand against the wall, and a pool of blood-red flowed to the smooth floor, and the beast in the dark tear the woman's heart.

"Bian Lingxi, we have a long way to go. But I have to warn you that the man you like most in your youth is now lying in the operating room and his life is unknown."

Bang~bang~

Upon hearing this, Bian Lingxi sat down on the ground. She tried her best to stabilize her emotions, and reasoned that she could not let the woman opposite see the flaws, but emotion told her--

She lost, lost to time, and lost to herself for seven years.

And he lost miserably.

Bian Lingxi sat in the spot in amazement. She was completely unconscious to explore why Lu Wan'an touched all her behavior so clearly. Because she knew that she had this strength, she simply stopped struggling.

Since she wants to play, I will accompany her to the end.

After a long time, it was bright.

"He is in the operating room on the fourth floor of Dijing First People's Hospital."
Chapter completed!