"Dead?Dead??"

Lin Luowei couldn't believe the nanny's words, so he also went to Ruirui's breath, but after a long time, no breath passed through his fingers.

"How could he die? Impossible! Impossible!"

Lin Luowei shook the child hard. This was his hope. How could he die easily when he survived?

But the child's body was already cold and he was unable to make up for the situation.

Hearing the sound in the room, Lin Aochuan walked in. He seemed to have no idea what had happened and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Luowei hugged the child tightly in his arms, his lips twitched for a moment, and he wanted to speak, but the words were choked in his throat and could not say anything.

He was unwilling to admit the death of his child in person.

He is unwilling to accept this reality.

Lin Aochuan approached Lin Luowei and stretched out his hand, "Ruirui was quite obedient tonight and didn't cry. Come on, let me hug you."

If Lin Luowei observed carefully, he would find that Lin Aochuan's posture was a little stiff, but at this moment he was already blinded by grief and could not see anything at all.

He did not hand the child to Lin Aochuan. He stood there for a long time, and suddenly ran out of the door with the child in his arms. Lin Aochuan was stunned for a moment, followed behind him, and asked breathlessly: "What's wrong? Where are you going to carry the child?"

"Hospital."

"What happened! Why go to the hospital!"

Lin Aochuan grabbed Lin Luowei and forced him to turn around and face him.

Seeing his eyes, Lin Aochuan was stunned at that moment.

Lin Luowei's pupils were covered with bloodshot eyes, and it was hard to tell whether it was heavy grief or anger. His face was pale, his lips were white, and his eyes were filled with intense and twisted mist, which filled his eyes, as if it would overflow if it was shaken slightly.

His mental state was so poor that Lin Aochuan felt that it was him and not this child who was going to the hospital.

"What happened? Did the child have a fever? Just let the nanny carry him, you..."

Before Lin Aochuan finished speaking, Lin Luowei suddenly interrupted him: "He is dead! Ruirui is dead!"

Lin Aochuan was stunned. Although he had known for a long time, when Lin Luowei said these words in person, his heart still trembled suddenly.

Lin Aochuan stopped in his head and made a "click" sound.

It was a very short time, but it seemed like a century had passed for him.

Finally, he showed a surprised expression and said an excuse he had already thought of: "No, when Ye Ayen came to this day, the child was still fine and cried loudly. Ye Ayen went in and looked at the child for a while. After she left, the child stopped crying. I was afraid that she would steal the child, so I went in and took a look. The child was obviously asleep in the cradle, so why was this happening?"

Lin Luowei didn't say anything, but his eyes darkened little by little, as if a cold ghost fire was locked in the ice layer, which made him scary.

Lin Aochuan approached to see the child in Lin Luowei's arms, but Lin Luowei did not lie to him. He was shocked and showed a shocked and painful expression on his face. He blurted out his words and easily pushed Ye Yiyan to the forefront: "How could she be so cruel!"

"Did she do it..."
Chapter completed!