[69 Book Bar - www.] Yan Zeyang lay in An Qingxia's arms, looked at Xiao Ya in front of him, and said: "You and I have ended long ago..."
"Zeyang..." An Qingxia's tears welled up. She held his wound with her hand, raised her head and said to Xiao Ya, "Why don't you call the doctor over? Do you want to see him die?"
"He wants to die for you..." Xiao Ya's tears instantly dried in her eyes, "He actually blocked the gun for you, he actually..."
An Qingxia didn't want to count on her, but fortunately someone came up immediately. She hurriedly shouted: "Save him, save him..."
Xiao Ya stared blankly at the almost unconscious man. Her hands were still shaking because of the shooting, and she had a look of despair on her face: "You are really treating me..."
Yan Zeyang's consciousness became more and more blurred. He subconsciously grabbed An Qingxia's hand: "Qingxia...I have no regrets about being able to die in your arms. Say sorry to Huanhuan for me. Dad is sorry for her. Let her
It’s hard.”
"Stop talking... you will be fine." An Qingxia asked the people to carry Yan Zeyang down, "You will be fine, Huanhuan is coming over, do you know?"
Yan Zeyang smiled softly and refused to let go of her hand.
He was sent to the operating room. An Qingxia was sitting on the bench in the operating room. There was still blood on her clothes. She looked at the blood on her hands from time to time. This was the blood of her beloved man. Yes, her most beloved man.
Man, it turns out she still loves this man.
This man was once the man she loved with her life.
When she was still in school, he was her senior and she was his junior. She secretly fell in love with him, and Xiao Ya was the only one around him. Later, An Qingxia left him, and she wanted to just care about him silently, but she didn't.
Thought she would marry him.
She thought she could grow old with him, they had Huanhuan, and their careers began to develop. But Xiao Ya came back and changed everything.
That woman, who ruined her marriage back then, still refuses to let them go and even wants to kill Zeyang.
She has never hated anyone, even when she was most desperate, she never thought about it. But at this moment, she really hates Xiao Ya and the Xiao family.
Yan Huan's heart kept beating, and she felt very uneasy. They took a plane back to Binhai early in the morning. On the plane, she said, "Let's go directly to the hospital. I want to see my mother..."
Xiao Moshu was very silent after answering a phone call in the morning. He agreed with what she said.
After getting off the plane, he said slowly: "We will arrive at the hospital later, you have to calm down."
"What happened?" Yan Huan asked hurriedly.
"Your father was shot and is now being treated in the hospital..." Xiao Moshu said.
"What did you say..." Yan Huan was stunned. "How did he get shot? Where did the gun come from? Who fired it?"
Xiao Moshu's face was dark and ugly, and Secretary Han, who was driving in front, was even more angry and didn't say a word.
"Xiao Ya..."
"It's her again. Are you, the Xiao family, finished? What are you going to do before you let us go?" Yan Huan roared, tears falling down.
"She took the gun and ran to the hospital..." Xiao Moshu was in a very bad mood. Before dawn, her father called her and said that Xiao Ya was in trouble. He held a gun in his hand and shot Yan Zeyang.
The most important thing Yongguang meant was that in order to keep Xiao Ya, she must be fine.
"This is your biological sister. Mo Shu, A Qi, and Ya'er are all your responsibilities. You should know it very well. I don't allow anything to happen to Xiao Ya. Do you hear me?" His father ordered forcefully.
Xiao Moshu held the steering wheel tightly, with thousands of thoughts running through his mind.
"Xiao Ya is committing a crime, but I think she shouldn't be afraid. So what if she kills someone? She has a good brother like you who will protect her." Yan Huan said coldly.
Xiao Moshu remained silent all the way to the hospital.
Yan Huan arrived at the door of the operating room and saw her mother sitting there. Her nose felt sore. She ran over and squatted down in front of her mother: "Mom..."
"Huanhuan..." An Qingxia saw her daughter and subconsciously touched her hand. When she touched the artery on the inner side of her daughter's wrist, there was indeed a pinhole. Her body was as stiff as a statue for a moment, and she was stunned.
He looked at his daughter blankly.
"Mom, it's okay, he will be fine." Yan Huan hugged her mother.
"Your dad has been in hospital for several hours. The doctor said he is in very dangerous condition." An Qingxia said in a low voice, "Huanhuan, your dad is because of me...it's because of me..."
"Mom, it's not because of you, it's because of Xiao Ya, it's because of the Xiao family." Yan Huan hurriedly denied her mother, "You don't need to feel guilty at all. Mom, it has nothing to do with you!"
An Qingxia shook her head vigorously. Suddenly the doctor came out and took off his mask: "The bullet has been removed. The patient is not out of danger yet. He will be hospitalized in the isolation ward for observation first."
"Can we go see him?" Yan Huan asked hurriedly.
"It's not possible yet. Let's wait until the patient wakes up." The doctor shook his head.
An Qingxia's heart was twisting in her chest. She turned around and saw Xiao Moshu. Suddenly overwhelming anger surged out. She was still holding her daughter, but she endured it.
"I will arrange for a better doctor to come over, and he will be fine." Xiao Moshu said beside him.
An Qingxia looked at him deeply, held her daughter to the side and sat down: "Huanhuan, let mom take a look at you..."
"Mom..." Yan Huan was in her mother's arms. She felt that her mother's eyes were strange, but she must have been frightened by what happened to her father. That's why she acted like this. For a moment, she felt even more uncomfortable.
An Qingxia hugged her daughter tightly and did not read Xiao Mo's book.
At this time, Xiao Moshu's phone rang. Seeing that it was his father, he decisively cut the call and turned off the phone.
At nearly noon, the nurse said that Yan Zeyang was awake. An Qingxia and Yan Huan hurriedly stood up and wanted to go in to see him.
Who knew the nurse said: "Is there a Mr. Xiao Moshu here? Mr. Yan wants to see him."
An Qingxia and Yan Huan were startled for a moment and looked at Xiao Moshu in unison.
Xiao Moshu didn't expect that when Yan Zeyang woke up, the first person he wanted to see would be him.
He had to go in first. Yan Zeyang was still wearing an oxygen mask. When he saw Xiao Moshu coming in, he pushed the oxygen mask aside.
"Don't move yet..."
"Moshu, I know I won't live long. I have a request. I hope you agree to it." Yan Zeyang said with difficulty.
"You'll be fine..." Xiao Moshu felt extremely uncomfortable, and put her hand on the back of his hand and patted him lightly.
"Please promise..." Yan Zeyang seemed to be very insistent in finishing his sentence.
"You said..." Xiao Moshu could no longer refuse.
"I want to divorce Xiao Ya. When I die, I will still be Xiao Ya's husband."