Happy to open the coffin

Chapter 370 Why bother to commit crimes at such a risk?

After An Weiyi left, the ward immediately became quiet. It had never felt so quiet, as if the boulder weighing on his heart had finally been thrown away.

Now that An's family has regained consciousness due to An Weiyi's awakening, the bad heart situation has gradually improved. The only thing that can't get better is the broken hearts of some people in An's family.

Since the last time Zong Pu took Guagua to inhale the essence for a round, it hasn't happened again.

He came to see Guagua late at night, and An Xiangwan was already sound asleep at that time.

Recently, Zong Che has been busy with various affairs in the underworld at night, so he can stay with her during the day, but at this time, he is mostly dormant.

The discharge from the hospital was delayed for two days. On the day of leaving, An Xiangwan deliberately went to the sixth floor to see An Jixing with Guagua in his arms, just to see how the old man was doing well.

She didn't let anyone else follow, only the little ghost sticking to her.

Before getting close to the door of the ward, the strong Yin Qi inside was colder than the cold wind, and it was obvious that it was emanating from Yao'er without guessing.

Do you dare to believe that she is trying to murder her husband, or is she still unable to learn to restrain her yin energy?

The moment An Xiangwan pushed open the door, the yin energy dissipated extremely quickly. I didn't expect Mao'er to be so timid. She thought she would confront her head-on, but she ran away. Could it be that she didn't want to avenge her nanny? ?

In An Xiangwan's mind, these words were just to mock Mao'er.

If Yao'er really dared to confront her, there must be Shen Meizhuang present.

There was no bodyguard guarding the ward, and when she approached and saw the door was slightly closed, she didn't know that it was Qianer who opened it on purpose.

Guagua was so heavy that An Xiangwan couldn't move his hands to push the door, so he had to kick it open with his toes and walk in.

In the ward, An Jixing lost an arm, and his frail figure looked awkward and embarrassed.

For a man who had been famous for most of his life to end up like this now, he really did his own crimes and couldn't live.

"Grandpa, long time no see. I brought your grandson to visit you."

Her bright plain face, without makeup powder, has been nourished recently, her skin is smooth and delicate, rosy in the white, like a soft-boiled egg after peeling off the shell, as if water can be squeezed out with hands.

If An Yuya saw it, she would definitely go mad with envy.

An Jixing didn't understand why Mao'er left suddenly, but An Xiangwan came in uninvited before he realized it.

Hearing her slightly mocking voice, he was already in a gloomy mood, but now that she disturbed it, it was already a violent storm.

"What are you doing here, go out, I don't want to see you."

An Jixing's weak voice scolded, and he had to gasp for breath for a while when he spoke too hard. The frequency of his chest heaving and heaving reflected how excited he was right now.

An Xiangwan didn't take it seriously, hugged his son, walked to the single leather sofa at the back of his hospital bed and sat down, as if looking at the baby in his arms, but he paid attention to An Jixing from the corner of his eye, and teased him.

"Grandpa, you really don't know your blessings. You just want to see your grandson call me and ask me if you don't want to. You have to steal him away quietly. Why bother to commit crimes at your own risk?"

After An Jixing heard this, he clenched his old teeth and gnashed his teeth angrily.

"You little bastard sucked your sister's energy and made her like this. I'm just doing justice for the heavens."

"Sometimes, doing things for the heavens requires you to pay for yourself. Grandpa, don't you think so?"

An Xiangwan raised his clear apricot eyes, and looked at An Jixing with clear eyes. He was very dissatisfied that the old man called her son like that, but she couldn't be as knowledgeable as him.

(End of this chapter)