Report to Daddy: Mommy is running away from marriage

The tears in Shen Xichen's eyes fell drop by drop, and the pain he endured made his face contorted.

He hugged the woman in his arms tightly, feeling pain like a tearing heart.

"Zhiyan."

This is the love of his life. Although she has done something wrong, she is still a cinnabar mole in his heart.

"Xichen, I will leave my son to you. I only trust you. Can you take care of him for me?"

Liu Zhiyan's breathing became weaker and weaker, and she said the last sentence with all her strength, her eyes eagerly glanced towards the opposite side, and fell on Huo Zhengming's face.

"Ming, mom is leaving, you have to live well, listen"

Listen to those two of them.

Liu Zhiyan turned her head slightly, and tried her best to open her eyes wide to see the increasingly blurred face of the man in front of her.

Huo Yiting, the deepest obsession in her life, goodbye!

The faint light slowly dissipated, the woman slowly closed her eyes, and her hands slid down feebly.

"Zhiyan, don't."

Shen Xichen couldn't control it anymore, hugged the dying woman in his arms and cried bitterly.

Why let him go through this heart-piercing pain again.

He was sad, heart-wrenchingly sad.

The most painful thing in the world is to watch the woman he loves die in front of him, but he has nothing to do.

He knew that she had made a mistake and would eventually die.

But why let her die in front of him?

His heart, which had finally settled down, would become unsteady again.

Behind her, Bai Lu looked at the crying man, her heart clenched tightly.

When the woman he loved died, did his heart also die with it?
She had never seen him in such pain.

It turned out that his love for Liu Zhiyan was so deep.

Huo Yiting on the side also sighed in his heart, he shook his head slightly, and glanced at Huo Zhengming who was already sitting on the ground in a daze.

"A Ming, let's go home."

Such a thing is too cruel for a child.

He wished he could use hypnotism to erase everything he saw today.

Huo Zhengming slowly moved his gaze to Huo Yiting's outstretched hand, the emotions in his eyes fluctuated.

Is his own mother dead?
Died to block that knife for him?

He killed her.

He killed his own mother.

With severe pain in his head, Huo Zhengming rolled his eyes, his eyes darkened, and he passed out directly.

"A Ming."

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Hospital, emergency room.

Huo Yiting stood outside calmly waiting for his younger son's diagnosis and treatment.

Wen Weite and the rest of the Locke family were arrested, Liu Zhiyan died, and the matter can come to an end.

Just his youngest son's cranial nerves
Huo Yiting rubbed the center of his eyebrows, feeling a little tired.

"Huo Yiting, Xiao Lu, how is Ah Ming?"

Wu Xinluo, who came in a hurry from the ward, asked anxiously.

"It will be fine. I have already diagnosed and treated him at the scene. He should have passed out due to too much stimulation."

Bai Lu smiled slightly, signaling Wu Xinluo to be at ease.

"Well, I'm relieved then."

Wu Xinluo exhaled and looked at the red light in the emergency room.

It's been a really bad time.

Fortunately, it was all safe and sound.

"What about Lan Zhi? Is he all right?"

Thinking of his friend, Huo Yiting asked.

"He has woken up, and the doctor said he will be transferred to the general ward in a while."

God bless, her man finally woke up.

This is the greatest comfort to her.

As long as he's okay, as long as he's safe and sound, she can do whatever she wants.

"That's good."

Huo Yiting nodded, and his tense nerves relaxed a little.

Several people fell silent, waiting for the door of the emergency room to open.

Not long after, the door opened, and Shen Xichen walked out with a tired face.

"Xichen, Ah Ming."

"He's fine."

Shen Xichen twitched the corner of his mouth, "He was stimulated, and his brain was forcibly implanted with thoughts before, and the brain fluctuated too much, so he passed out. It's just..."

"Just what?"

Huo Yiting's heart that was hanging in the air was lifted up with Shen Xi's voice.

"It's just that there may be trauma in his heart, you must be patient and comfort him."

With the sudden death of his biological mother in front of him and the artificial damage to his brain waves, Huo Zhengming will definitely be autistic for a while after waking up.

There is no other way to solve it, only to rely on relatives and himself to slowly come out of the trauma.

"okay, I get it."

Huo Yiting frowned deeply, and strode towards the ward.

Wu Xinluo was also going to follow, not wanting a nurse to come and call her.

"Miss Wu, the patient is awake and wants to get out of bed, we can't stop him."

Wu Xinluo was taken aback, and hurriedly followed the nurse to He Lanzhi's ward.

Did this man start to feel restless just after he was transferred to the general ward?

It really made her angry and funny.

The remaining Bai Lu and Shen Xichen looked at each other, Bai Lu pursed her lips and said nothing, just stepped forward gently, and hugged the exhausted man.

Shen Xichen's chest trembled, and his nasal cavity became sore again.

Any concern at this time will make him collapse.

He hugged her vigorously, then pushed her away, and walked quickly to the office.

If he doesn't go, he will cry again.

He is a man, how can he be so worthless.

Bai Lu stared at the man's back with gloomy eyes, feeling sad in her heart.

When will he return to normal when he is in such pain?

In He Lanzhi's ward, Wu Xinluo hurriedly opened the door, and saw He Lanzhi pushing away the nurse who was blocking him angrily, wanting to get out of bed.

"Lanzhi, what are you doing?"

Wu Xinluo walked over quickly, berating him for his reckless behavior.

"Lolo, you're finally back."

Seeing Wu Xinluo come back, He Lanzhi finally calmed down.

He lay down, stared at Wu Xinluo for a moment, and said aggrievedly: "I am a patient, Luo Luo, you are still attacking me."

Hearing this, Wu Xinluo, who was helping He Lanzhi tuck the quilt, suddenly paused, and looked at the man on the hospital bed with wide eyes.

"Lanzhi, have you recovered your memory?"

Ever since He Lanzhi lost his memory, he acted very coldly and spoke coldly to her.

Only men from the past would speak to themselves in such a coquettish tone.

Just now, what did she hear?
How could she have a sense of seeing her former man come back?
"Do you want me to restore my memory?"

The man on the hospital bed looked at the woman with an ever-changing expression in front of him with a smile, teasing her.

"Thinking, dreaming about it."

Wu Xinluo felt as if a cat's paw was teasing her heart, itching unbearably.

Has this man regained his memory?

Stop teasing her, okay?
"Okay, the prince needs a kiss from the princess so that he can regain his memory."

He Lanzhi looked at Wu Xinluo and smiled, "Luoluo, if you kiss me, maybe I will recover my memory."

Hearing this, Wu Xinluo immediately approached him and quickly kissed his thin lips.