The daughter of rebirth

Chapter 73 The Ending of Xier (1)
In an instant, the memory deliberately buried in the bottom of my heart was suddenly revealed.The blood all over the floor, the ruby ​​ring that fell, Trixie's smug smile, An Jin who has lost her warmth.All the pain suddenly rushed to my heart, and I was so painful that I couldn't breathe.

Feng He rushed down the stairs in a panic: "A Jin, Ah Jin..."

Trixier didn't expect Feng He to appear suddenly, she panicked for a moment, grabbed Feng He's arm in a hurry, and explained anxiously: "He, he didn't do it by me. She fell by herself. It was her, she did it on purpose Hey, you have to trust me!"

"Go away!" Feng He threw Trixier away. This woman repeatedly hurt Ah Jin, who he regarded as a treasure, and killed his child, but kept saying that she was wronged.Why did Ah Jin have to suffer?Why can she live well after Ah Jin died?

Feng He's eyes were filled with blood, and he suppressed his killing intent and rushed downstairs to hug An Jin.

"Ajin, how are you doing, Ajin?"

At this moment, An Jin felt severe pain all over his body, and forced to open his eyes. The moment he saw Feng He, tears fell uncontrollably, and his voice was weak: "Ah, it hurts..."

"It doesn't hurt, baby, it won't hurt in a while. I'll take you to the hospital." Feng He hugged An Jin horizontally in his arms, his face was completely drained, and said anxiously, "Oh, good boy, I'll take you to the hospital." Go to the hospital. You'll be fine."

Trixie's head hit the sharp corner of the banister, bleeding profusely.She saw Feng He picked up An Jin and left, and rushed down the stairs to embrace him regardless of the wound: "He, He, listen to me, it wasn't me, I really didn't do it. She framed me on purpose!"

Before the elevator arrived, Feng He saw Trixier tightly grabbing his arm, wanting to shake it off but was afraid of hurting An Jin, so he could only look at her coldly: "What do you think you are, even if Ah Jin did it on purpose? So what, as long as Ah Jin is willing, even let you die!"

"What did you say?" Trixier stared blankly at Feng He, her eyes glazed over, "As long as she wants, I can die? Feng He, you used to be so kind to me, why can you say such a thing? Jin and you have only met a few times, and you can make you love her so desperately? Why? Why should she?"

"Ding dong——" the elevator door opened, Feng He ignored her and strode into the elevator.

Trixier looked at the slowly closing elevator door, Feng He stood inside and looked at An Jin from the beginning to the end, his eyes were full of anxiety, pain and remorse.He didn't even want to give her a look.

Trixier finally couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground.An Jin, I lost everything because of you!Trixie slowly took out a fruit knife that was not yet in use from her bag.

There was a chilling ferocity in his eyes.This time she won't hesitate any longer, the worst is to die together!

The elevator stopped at the first floor.Feng He quickly walked out of the elevator with An Jin in his arms.He hugged An Jin to the co-pilot, then sat in the cab and reached for the key.

"Ah Jin, hang on. We'll be at the hospital soon." Because he was so nervous, the key was misaligned with the keychain several times, and Feng He was so anxious that his forehead sweated slightly.

After finally starting the engine, the Maybach quickly drove out of the parking lot and galloped down the street like an arrow.Fluent over a single vehicle.Seeing this splendid driving skills on the street, some people even whistled.

An Jin closed her eyes tightly, cold sweat dripping from her painful forehead.The heart twitched violently, and a suffocating pain came.Feng He's whole body was shaken, he couldn't control it anymore, he gritted his teeth, saw the red light in front of him turned on, stepped on the gas pedal and rushed out without even a moment's notice.

We arrived at the hospital in 2 minutes.Feng He got out of the car, walked quickly to the passenger seat, opened the car door, carefully carried An Jin down and rushed to the hospital.

Seeing the two, the nurse rushed to bring An Jin to the operating room on a stretcher.Feng He's lips turned blue, and his face was already pale.Bean-sized drops of sweat dripped from his forehead.A little nurse accompanying him was a little worried seeing him like this.

"Sir, are you feeling unwell, do you want to have a checkup?"

Feng He shook his head, he pressed his heart tightly with one hand, panted heavily, followed An Jin closely, and was relieved when he saw her enter the operating room.The body swayed and fell forward.

The accompanying nurses hurried forward: "Sir, sir!"

Tang Zhao put his arm on the armrest of the chair, supported his head, and looked at Baitang who was standing on the seat and bowed his head to admit his mistake with a half-smile.

"Boss, I really know I'm wrong. I shouldn't compare my sister-in-law with those dubious people. Don't I speak fast and speak without thinking through my brain? I apologize to my sister-in-law. I really know I'm wrong. "

Seeing that Tang Zhao didn't respond, Bai Wan echoed, "Boss, just let my brother go. He has direct current in his mind, and he doesn't take turns. Don't argue with him. Sister-in-law's hand We will find the best doctor to heal the injury, and there will be no scars!"

Tang Zhao smiled slightly, reached out and picked up the wine glass on the table.The slender white fingers rubbed the smooth rim of the cup, which made people's heart beat under the light.

Tang Zhao took a sip, "I still have the ability to ask someone to heal Xiaojin's hand injury. I don't want others to worry about it. But," Tang Zhao raised his eyes slightly, smiled softly, and his voice was extremely cold, "What she suffered Who will cure the pain!"

Baitang's body trembled, he lowered his head and stopped talking.Seeing this scene, Xiang Tan and others didn't dare to say more.If you anger Tang Zhao, you have to bear the consequences.

Tang Zhao pushed the wine glass lightly, and the wine glass slid along the smooth tabletop to Baitang.Tang Zhao crossed his hands on his lap, leaned back slightly, leaned on the back of the carved chair, and looked at Baitang quietly, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

The air seemed to condense in an instant, and everyone held their breath watching this scene.Baitang lowered his head and quietly looked at the wine glass in front of him.Tang Zhao didn't urge him, but made him more nervous.

After an unknown amount of time passed, Baitang took a deep breath, stretched out a trembling hand to hold the wine glass.

"Boss!" Bai Wan shouted eagerly, "My brother, he is not guilty of this."

It's too cruel to let him cripple his own hand, or use this method.

Tang Zhao raised his eyebrows, "You are willing to replace him."

His tone was flat, he was not asking, but seemed to be stating a fact.Stared at by Tang Zhao's eyes, Bai Wan's breath became stagnant, and she finally swallowed.

Baitang bit her lower lip, and used her fingers violently. "Crack——" the glass shattered, Baitang closed his eyes and pressed down on the glass with all his strength, the sound of the glass slag being crushed in his palm was particularly harsh in the silent room, and it made people feel creepy.

Blood trickled down his fingers, and Tang Zhao said lightly, "Don't reappear until the wound is healed."

When the text notification sounded, Tang Zhao turned on the phone and looked, his face changed completely, "Shua!" pushed the chair away, stood up and walked quickly to the door.

(End of this chapter)