Chapter 899 Isn’t this a great feeling?

Although the glass window was indoors, it was completely floor-to-ceiling, dividing the huge room into two sides. Leng Qing stepped forward and saw what was going on inside through the glass window.

His raised steps suddenly stopped.

A hazy glance.

Inside is a round hospital bed with many instruments surrounding it, all of which are in operation. Countless transparent tubes pulled out from the instruments are connected to the woman in the center of the bed.

Leng Qing choked up in his throat. He stepped forward slowly, stretched out one hand to hold the glass window, and tightened his fingers. From this angle, he could clearly see the face of the woman on the bed.

It's her...it's really her!

Although it was Han Qingqing after plastic surgery, Leng Qing still had a deep memory, like a seed that had taken root and sprouted and could never be pulled out after being planted. This was the only woman he had ever loved in his life. After following Luo Xiao, he

I was so sad that I ran away and decided to start over, but...

He would never have thought that she was still alive!

He always thought that she died at the hands of Mo Nanjue...

Leng Qing frowned. The woman on the bed had a weak breath, and a tube was inserted into her nose. Her body had become extremely thin from lying there for too long, and her beautiful face had completely lost its luster.

She is the same age as Xiaoran, but only in her early twenties...

Outside, girls her age are enjoying life, but she can only lie in such a hospital bed, and all her youth is dimmed.

Leng Qing bit his lip, tears overflowed from his eyes, and he didn't wipe them away. Once his gaze was fixed, he couldn't look away anymore.

Mo Nanjue and Chen An walked in next.

Chen An took a look after coming in. He had seen this situation many times, so naturally he was not surprised. He glanced at Leng Qing, then took out a few napkins and handed them over, "Hey, Andy Lau, stop crying, a grown man is crying."

What."

Leng Qing suddenly threw away his hand, "My name is not Andy Lau!"

He has quite a temper.

When Chen An saw that he didn't answer, he crumpled the napkin into a ball and threw it into the wastebasket. He smiled and said, "Yeah, from this side angle, it looks a bit like Aaron Kwok."

Leng Qing: "..."

Mo Nanjue held a cigarette in his mouth but did not light it. He leaned against the glass window and asked, "Have you seen enough?"

Leng Qing still didn't move.

Seeing this, Mo Nanjue pushed down Chen An's shoulders and said, "Go and pull out all the tubes on her body."

Leng Qing suddenly turned his head when he heard this, "Mo Nanjue, don't act like this!"

"Why are you shouting so loudly? I'm not disrespecting you." The man took the cigarette from his mouth, leaned over and put the cigarette in Leng Qing's ear. His thin lips curled up slightly, "I miss you now.

It must be complicated."

Leng Qing took two steps back and looked at him warily.

"Look, the woman you love is lying here unable to move," Mo Nanjue tapped the glass window with his slender fingers a few times, "and you are outside, working casually with her enemy, following her like a shadow all day long, how about it, how does it feel?

Isn’t it great?”

The man emphasized the pronunciation of the last word "huang".

Chen An raised his eyebrows, what he said was really cruel. He walked to the sofa and sat down. Bai Lai picked up a magazine and flipped through it.

Leng Qing's face turned dark when he heard this. He clenched his hands into fists and said, "Stop talking."

"Do you dare to do it or not?" Mo Nanjue took a step forward. He was already taller than him. At this moment, an arm came down and almost pushed Leng Qing to the ground. "When you followed Luo Xiao, did you think that Han Qingqing would

What kind of eyes are you looking at? Not to mention that she is still alive, if she dies, do you want her to live in hell..."
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