Dear Mr. Shi

Someone sent him a photo, but he hadn't looked at it immediately. There was a door behind him through which doctors and nurses entered and exited.

Yes, at the moment he is in a Class A hospital in City A. Whether it is environmental facilities or medical level, it is the best in City A.

Because of his identity, he has the privilege to enter the corridor outside the operating room and so on.

The corridor is very quiet, and there is a transparent glass window directly opposite him, so he can clearly see the situation in the operating room.

He saw Zhang Jie's chest cavity was opened, the bullets in the chest cavity were taken out, and the accumulated blood flowed down the catheter into the stainless steel bucket with bright metallic luster.

It was **** and terrifying, but his eyes were fixed on the operating room opposite, and he kept looking at him without blinking. The facial features on his face were as cold and stiff as a statue.

When the door behind him was pushed open, Shi Yuhan recovered his senses, but when he saw the regulations rushing in, he blushed his eyes and stared at him: "How is my sister?"

"Still operating!" His voice was indifferent, and his deep eyes were cold.

It seemed that the person lying in the operation was just a stranger, but all this happened because of him.

The regulations paused for two seconds, and then grabbed Shi Yuhan by the collar: "If there is anything to my sister, I won't let you go!"

The thin lips were coldly pressed into a line, Shi Yuhan subconsciously brushed away his hand, pushed him away, and then elegantly arranged his clothes: "I am sorry for what happened to your sister. After all, this happened. None of us can predict."

"You are really cold-blooded..." The regulations frowned and yelled at him.

Such a ruthless man, what do his sister and Song Qinghuan like him, and what do they love him?

Shi Yuhan looked indifferent and didn't care, and said indifferently: "If I were you, I would definitely not yell here to affect the doctor's treatment."

The regulations clenched their fists and seemed to want to shout something, but after considering Shi Yuhan's words, they all resisted.

Shi Yu coldly glanced at him indifferently, then turned and left.

To say he was cold-blooded, really.

Because when he saw Zhang Jie lying in the operating room, all he thought of was not wishing her to be okay, but rejoicing that the person lying in it was not Song Qinghuan.

Song Qinghuan, she is still in New York, everything is over, she can finally come back.

Shi Yuhan took out his mobile phone, and then he saw the photo.

In the photo, Song Qinghuan was facing Li Qianze with a bright smile, which made him particularly uncomfortable.

How could Li Qianze be in New York, how could it be such a coincidence? When she smiled at Li Qianze, do you know what he experienced just now?

No, she doesn't know! Of course, he wouldn't let her know that he just passed by with death.

But he just felt uncomfortable, he was sacrificing another woman for her, and she was playing and laughing with another man.

But he also knew that he couldn't blame her. After all, he chose to hide everything from her. She didn't know anything.

However, he was so irritable and so uncomfortable, he wanted her to come back, even though he came back, he hated her smiling at other men.

No matter who that man is?

For her, his desire for control is getting stronger and stronger, and his desire for possession is getting stronger and stronger.

He can't let her go anymore now. After experiencing life and death again, he now just wants to hold her, enter her body, and become one with her.