Chapter 1627 I Don’t Believe It! (I)

They must have lied to her.

An Lan, will not die, absolutely will not die!

Ye Liangqiu desperately searched, pushing open the doors of the wards one by one.

Those dislocated faces were not her An Lan.

She lifted the blankets of those people regardless of anything. She was called a lunatic, but she didn't care at all.

Dragging the remaining body, her palms were bleeding again, and the blood dripped drop by drop onto the floor of the hospital... until she was desperate.

At the end of the hospital corridor, the sunlight was unable to penetrate the glass, leaving only a faint afterglow.

Ye Liangqiu squatted against the wall, holding her head with her fingers, and she buried her face deeply in her knees.

At this moment, she was not the strong Ye Liangqiu, not the queen, and not even the mother of three children.

She was just Ye Liangqiu who had lost her lover.

Everything seemed to have returned to the past, back to the time when she had nothing.

Her body, once so tough, but now, so fragile...

She cried hoarsely, wantonly venting the grief in her heart, and her cry became louder and louder, becoming heartbreaking.

"An Lan!" She closed her eyes and called his name...

A group of white pigeons were startled in the hospital square.

Those pigeons were startled, flapping their wings and flying into the sky, blocking the sunlight in the long corridor.

The light was getting darker and heavier.

She squatted there alone, and it seemed that she was the only one left in the world...

And in the ward where she squatted, a body lay quietly, with tubes all over his body.

He lay there, his whole body tied up like plaster, unable to move.

His eyes were closed, and only a pair of eyes could be seen on his face... trembling constantly, but he couldn't open them at all.

His consciousness was far away, and his body was like fragments, pieced together piece by piece.

He heard someone crying... Whose voice was that?

Was it Liang Qiu? Was it his Liang Qiu?

Was he dead, or alive?

Why, can I still hear Liangqiu crying...

He wanted to get up and hug her, but he didn't even have the strength to blink, let alone stand up.

His consciousness recovered a little, but it also meant that the pain was intensified...

Severe pain... Her crying seemed to be inaudible.

He tried hard to abandon his own pain and feel her pain.

But the pain was so violent that he had no power to resist it. He could only rise and fall with his consciousness...

Fingers fell again and returned to calm.

He fell asleep, in pain.

I don't know when I will wake up next time. Will I still be able to hear her voice?

He fell asleep, and only when he fell asleep did he not feel so painful...

Outside the door, a slender figure slowly approached her.

He stood beside her and whispered, "Liangqiu, I'll take you back to the ward."

She didn't cry anymore, just put her pointed face on her knees, looking forward, motionless.

Suddenly, she raised her eyes, "An Lan?"

When she saw the face of the person coming, her face was stunned, with a strong sense of disappointment.

It was not An Lan, he was Du Yuesheng.

She did not move, but buried her face deeper.

She didn't want to pay attention to him, didn't want to see anyone.

At this moment, she just wanted to stay alone quietly, and didn't want to hear any bad news.

"Go away." Her voice was hoarse, and her face was full of tears, some dried and some not.

Du Yuesheng stood there, his voice a little dry, "Do you really love him so much?"