Jiang Lan was stunned, thinking that Song Anqi had suddenly figured it out, so she nodded hurriedly and said; "So what do you want to eat? Drink some porridge? Or I'll ask the butler to give you ......."

"I want to eat apples." Song Anqi suddenly said, "I want to eat it now." ”

“…… Oh, then I'll buy it for you. ”

Jiang Lan always felt that there was something wrong with her daughter, but she didn't dare to slack off, so she hurriedly went downstairs to buy apples for Song Anqi.

She didn't dare to leave for too long, and on the way back, she always felt that something was wrong, and suddenly a spirit stirred up, remembering that if her daughter couldn't think about it......

A chill suddenly jumped up on her back, Jiang Lan didn't dare to stay longer, and ran to the ward with her feet up.

When I opened the door of the ward, I found that the bed was empty.

Jiang Lan was not surprised, and blurted out: "Anqi, Anqi, Anqi!" Daughter, where are you? Angel ......"

A nurse happened to pass by at the door, and she hurriedly grabbed the other party and asked, "Nurse, have you seen my daughter?" ”

"Nope." The other party shook his head, "I haven't seen a patient come out." ”

Jiang Lan was stunned, hurriedly returned to the ward, searched inside and out, and finally pushed open the door of the bathroom.

The moment I pushed the door, I saw Song Anqi lying in a pool of blood.

The pool of bright blood that had just flowed out and still had residual warmth was shocking and pierced Jiang Lan's heart.

It turned out that not long after Jiang Lan left, Song Anqi pulled out the drip on her hand.

She went to the bathroom with one foot propped up, shattered the mirror, and scratched her slender wrist with the lens......

The bright red blood that flowed from her wrists.

Her eyes widened, and she jumped up and hugged Song Anqi: "Anqi! Angel, Angel? Come on, help, save my daughter......"

Nurses and doctors immediately rushed to the rescue.

Fortunately, Jiang Lan left not long ago, so when it was discovered that Song Anqi had committed suicide, it was still too late, and the doctors and nurses dragged Song Anqi back from the brink of death.

This time, the nurse pushed enough tranquilizers for Song Anqi and arranged for a psychiatrist.

Just in case, all the sharp things in the ward, whether it was knives, wooden sticks, even the woman's headdress, were removed.

Jiang Lan sat on the edge of the hospital bed, holding Song Anqi's uninjured hand, crying non-stop.

"What a sin, Anqi, my good daughter, look at you, what has become of you, you have to be stronger, how to live is better than dead......"

"Alive?"

With a cold smile, Song Anqi's face was as white as a female ghost, and she turned her head and looked at Jiang Lan.

"Mom, you tell me, what's the difference between my ghost and death? Who do you see limping on stage to play the piano? And...... And ......"

Her voice was slightly stiff, she bit her lip and said, "The way I look, is Lu Jinhan still willing to want me?" ”

Speaking of Lu Jinhan, Jiang Lan was angry.

"What else are you mentioning Lu Jinhan? He's going to fly with Song Yinyin, that cheap girl, what do you still want him to do? ”

Shaking her head, she complained again: "If you want me to say, you really shouldn't have let you go to that drinking party in the first place, otherwise you wouldn't have fallen in love with such an enemy as Lu Jinhan!" Tell me about you, if you had married into the Yan family, how good it would have been......"

Jiang Lan thought about it in pieces, and couldn't stop sobbing.

It was at this time that the door of the ward was pushed open, and Song Huaizhong walked in with a disillusioned face.

Jiang Lan wiped two handfuls of tears, and when she turned around and saw that her husband was back, she was even more angry, and scolded her head and face. To watch the first release of the new chapter of the festival, please go to the mobile address --- Tangke Xing: