When she just wanted to call again, the maid in the garden looked at her, and she drove the man out of the bedroom and was isolated from Qiu Ran.

Lu Chaoyang did not dare to leave, standing at the door and continued to call Huo Yunzhen.

She didn't want to hurt Qiu Ran for her own sake. If the illness recurs, she can't forgive herself.

She was anxious to walk back and forth in front of the house and experience the edge of the collapse.

After a while, the door opened and the private doctor came out from inside.

"This lady, I have comforted my wife's emotions. She needs rest now, no more stimulation. Go back first."

Lu Chaoyang shook his head with his mobile phone. "I will stay here and promise not to appear in front of her."

"It doesn't matter if you stay, your existence can only aggravate her condition!"

"I will wait a little longer, contact Mr. Huo and I will leave."

The doctor saw that she insisted so much, did not say anything, turned back to the master bedroom.

Lu Chaoyang continued to call Huo Yunzhen, maybe he was busy and still did not respond.

Eyes locked in the closed door, she put down the phone, only to feel the pain from the elbow, looked down, rubbed the skin, has been bleeding.

Standing outside for a long time, until the room was quiet, she gradually let go of her heart, turned and left.

In a short distance, she went for half an hour, and got into the car one step at a time.

On the way back, she silently blamed herself, why should she be so stupid, why should she tell Qiu Ran the fact that she should not say...

Three hours later, the servant looked at Qiu Ran, who leaned against the bed, his cheeks pale, and his eyes were dull, and he was relieved as a big man.

"Madam, I am going downstairs to have dinner with you."

Qiu Ran did not respond, and his eyes looked at his palm without a focal length.

The servant retired and immediately notified his companion to hand over and guarded Qiu Ran.

The room was in a quiet moment, and Qiu Ran’s mind was flashing in countless pictures.

Happiness with Huo Zhenning’s wedding...

The joy of giving birth to Huo Yunxiao...

And those quiet years of dreams like those years...

fake! all fake! ! !

The appearance of Xue Yuxi made her lose everything. Her sky collapsed and she was shrouded in darkness and nightmares.

The daughter of the woman was so arrogant that even Yunxiao was bought, and she was told to show herself.

I have to admit that she lost Qiuran and lost completely!

There was a footstep downstairs, someone came, and she had to live a life of being watched.

Every day in this world is endless pain for her.

Qiu Ran slowly raised his hand and took out the number of midnight dreams from the bottom of the bed. When he woke up, he wanted to use tools that he didn't have the courage to use.

Maybe it's time, free...

——

Huo Yunzhen over there, and finally ended a lengthy large-scale conference and signing ceremony, and walked out of the conference room of the International Trade Center.

He habitually took out his mobile phone and found that Lu Chaoyang’s dozens of missed calls, as well as several landline telephones.

His brow flashed a touch of joy, and while walking, he planned to give them one by one.

But when he just wanted to press, the phone suddenly rang.

Unfamiliar number.

He picked up with doubt, until there was a strange notification from the formula.

"Mr. Huo, we are the central hospital here. Your mother Qiu Ran was sent to the hospital half an hour ago. Because he used a blade to cut his throat and committed suicide, he was rescued. He just died and needs you to come to the hospital to sign a death certificate."