The hot sourness welled up in her heart, making her eyes a little blurry, and she couldn't help but ask again, "Why is this?"

After a pause, Mu Wanyu asked again, "Aren't you hers?"

She stared at the woman at the lectern and took a step back, a little unsteady, "Why is all this?"

As soon as the words fell, the man sitting on the podium seemed to have sobered up, his eyes and eyebrows were full of murderous anger, and no one even saw how he stood up, and grabbed Mu Wanyu's neck, "Shut up"

With such strength, there is no threat at all, and it is clear that she is buried with her.

Mu Wanyu was strangled to death by Su Moyang, clasped his hand tightly, and said hard, "Professor Zuo, you are our teacher." ”

"Why, you tell me, why"

His hand was pinched on Mu Wanyu's neck, and he was too excited, and while shaking her, he could only press her head and knock it against the wall, the white wall was dyed with a layer of red, and it was obvious that there was red liquid overflowing from the back of Mu Wanyu's head through her hair.

"Why do you say that?"

Mu Wanyu was almost fainting in pain, and because of suffocation, people couldn't speak.

His strength really didn't give her any room to survive.

At this moment, the door was suddenly opened.

Mu Wanyu didn't even know how she was let go, she fell into the man's warm embrace, inhaling the familiar taste, and the whole person completely relaxed.

Before she fell unconscious, she vaguely heard a woman's voice, "I said, don't let you meddle." ”

Sometimes, death is not necessarily death, and death also means rebirth.

The cold light of the ward, shining on the woman's face, looked even paler.

Gu Yichen stared at the person above, "How is she?"

"Mr. Gu, Mrs. has serious brain damage, even if a miracle happens, the best result is a vegetative state."

"How so?"

In this sentence, he seemed to be asking the doctor, and he also seemed to be asking himself, as if he was out of life.

How could the woman on his gaze be so sudden

After a pause, he returned to his previous look, and when he turned around, his face was still cold, "I want you to come, not for you to repeat the result with me, I want her to wake up." ”

Dr. Zhang didn't dare to look directly into Gu Yichen's eyes, looked straight at him, lowered his head, and replied, "Yes." ”

If Mu Wanyu can't wake up, he probably won't live long.

Song Lianwei heard the news that Mu Wanyu was hospitalized, and hurried to the ward with Gu Ziqian, and heard their conversation in the corridor.

Song Lianwei hugged Gu Ziqian and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately she was supported by the nurse, "Mrs. Gu, your face is a little bad, it's okay?"

Hearing this, Song Lianwei eased her expression and responded lightly, "I'm fine." ”

After speaking, she directly carried Gu Ziqian into the ward, in addition to the person lying on it, she could also see the man's decadent shadow, from the side, the man's eyes were focused and distressing.

"Echen."

Song Lianqi called out to him tentatively, but the man didn't move.

Gu Ziqian saw Mu Wanyu, pointed at the person above and babbled, "Mom, sleep, sleep." ”

In the air, there was a faint man's deep and cold voice, so cold that it almost made people hear unreal, "Shut up." ”

The atmosphere in the ward, with the man's low roar, had frozen.