It seemed like a long time had passed, and the news that the Nangong family's young lady was injured quickly occupied the headlines of major newspapers and magazines. The news of major TV stations were broadcasting this news, and it was repeatedly told over and over for half an hour. Some TV stations even prepared the program immediately and invited various characters to talk about it.

Even... some TV stations set off helicopters, broadcasting reports across the city, scattering leaflets to the city. In just three hours, news swept across major cities. Looking at the red lights that were reluctant to go out in the operating room, no matter how anxious it was, it was useless, so I could only pray in secret.

Three hours later, Nangong Hantian, his wife and three brothers from the Gong family rushed to the hospital. Seeing that each of them had decadent expressions, he couldn't help but start crying. Shen Meiqi couldn't help but fainted at that time. Even Yiluo's father, Ace, sent the best doctor to join. They had only one wish-the people in the operating room could come out healthily!

But the sky was not satisfactory, and time passed by every minute and second, and there was no movement. Instead, an introverted nurse approached carefully and handed Yiluo a notice of critical illness, but Yiluo was torn in half on the spot.

Another hour passed, and even Chen Qianjun and Chen Ai took the time to rush to the hospital. Seeing this scene, Chen Qianjun didn't say a word and wanted to rush into the operating room, but was stopped by Chen Ai. The two brothers remained silent from beginning to end, and their eyes were red. Everyone would be afraid, especially after trying their best to cherish it, they still couldn't keep it.

Is the farce that not long ago finally going to become a reality today? Even Ou Mengjing was heard from, and she was still facing a broken critical illness notice. Everyone remained silent, but everyone knew clearly in their hearts that Gong Yingran really couldn't support it.

They were afraid that the doctor would suddenly wear a blood-stained white coat, look at them with regret and say, "I'm sorry, we have done our best." They were also afraid that Gong Yingran would close her eyes forever and stop waking up.

It was already from morning to noon... The sun shone on Feisecheng's pale face with burning heat. He felt that he was already hungry, but he still bit his lips and clenched his hands. However, this was a newspaper held by the light wind and landed on Feisecheng's face. He stretched out a hand, opened a small crack in his eyes, and was scared away by the big blood-crying words on the newspaper - "The life and death of the eldest lady in the Nangong family in the operating room is uncertain!"

He looked angry, but with a hint of obedience. He tried hard to stand up from the bathtub, but before he even stepped out of the bathtub, he fell down by the smooth wall of the bathtub. He held the newspaper tightly and murmured unconsciously: "Ming Yingran, since I am not dead, how can you... die first... Well." He finally got out of the bathroom door with his strong perseverance. He couldn't care about his hunger. He hurriedly ran out of the door and stopped a rental car. Regardless of the shouts of his family in the house, pointing to the address in the newspaper, the driver sighed softly: "Is another young man going to the hospital? Isn't it just a lady from the Nangong family..." But the car started steadily.

The road was not smooth, and the traffic jam was very serious. In addition, the newspapers fluttered in the air were flying in the wind to block people's sight. The city is now in chaos. Seeing this, Feise City kept asking the master to hurry up, but the driver looked helpless. Feise City smiled softly and got out of the car and threw the door. Even if he crawled, he would still see her safe!

The driver rolled down the window and shouted loudly: "Young man, you forgot to give the money--"

Feisecheng was stunned. Her affairs were too important. He anxiously went out and forgot to bring the money... He did not look back and still ran forward stubbornly. His voice came to the driver's ears: "I'm sorry! I... I will compensate you!" The driver shook his head and finally spoke out and persuaded: "Young man, be careful! This place is still on the road after all! I don't want the money!"

Feisecheng was secretly grateful to the kind driver in his heart, and his legs continued to speed up. He hadn't eaten anything for five days and had no extra energy to run, but how could Feisecheng allow himself to fall down? He took off the brooch pinned on his chest, which was the cherry blossom petal brooch given to him by Gong Yingran. He stabbed the slender needle behind the brooch hard on his thighs, maintaining his awake consciousness, but because of the pain, his speed still slowed down... He also quickly discovered that he stuck it in his chest, because these legs still had to run, so his legs were covered with scars, how could he see her?

Feise City kept running, and when she couldn't hold on, she stabbed her chest. He didn't feel much pain. Compared to her longing for her, it was simply not worth mentioning. The wind whistled by his ears, and the newspapers falling in the sky fell on his head. Feise City still disdained. Nothing could be more important than her! He just kept running, forgetting time, forgetting pain, forgetting this time and space, and even forgetting himself, but in his mind, he could never forget the woman who walked towards him on the ground with cherry blossoms all over the ground.

He foolishly locked himself in the bathroom, thinking that he would get her attention by taking a hunger strike, but he was wrong. Instead of waiting stubbornly and focusedly for someone to return to his arms, and then personally feel the despair of the shattered despair, it is better to break through the shackles and give it a try. So his steps became lighter and lighter... and he felt as if he was not running, but flying!

But the next moment, the eyes turned black - Feise City was hit by the oncoming car! The blood flowed out, Feise City's head was numb, but the beautiful figure could not be wiped away. He fell on the road and coughed quietly, and the blood was left on his head, and his gaze gradually became bright red... He wanted to reach out to wipe the blood so that his gaze could look at the hospital-

Looking in her direction!

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Weiwei: Okay, even if today's task is completed [?] and Xiaoyou's extras have been updated ( =ω= ) It depends on the situation later. If possible, I will update another chapter~
Chapter completed!