Sending him to the hospital probably won't help.
Amid the chaos, Fu Xianyuan and Wen Qiao each got into their cars and headed straight for the hospital.
Si Yu sat in the passenger seat, panting.
Fu Nanli's face was grim: "Why couldn't you stop her? What's the point of you?"
Si Yu's face was covered in blood. "I'm sorry, Master. There are so many of them, and they seem to want to beat Wen Qiao and me to death. If we don't fight with all our strength, we will be the ones to die."
Fu Nanli frowned deeply: "What's going on with that man? Is he with them?"
"Yes."
Fu Nanli's eyes were gloomy: "Impossible."
How could his father be in cahoots with those who wanted to kill Qiao'er
Wen Qiao came back to her senses in his arms, her eyes a little horrified: "I just now, I seemed to see your father."
Fu Nanli comforted her: "It's okay, it's okay."
Wen Qiao lowered his eyes and saw the blood on his hands: "Did I... did I hurt him?"
"No, Qiao Er, you didn't hurt him."
Wen Qiao shook his head: "I have some impression that he suddenly rushed towards me, and I couldn't control my emotions at that time. I... I think I hurt him."
"No… You didn't."
Wen Qiao held his hand tightly, as if he was holding on to driftwood.
Her mind was in a state of confusion and chaos. Everything that had just happened was too chaotic. When she was on the verge of losing consciousness, she saw Fu Nanli's father rushing towards her with a knife in his hand.
She looked at him in disbelief at the time, wondering why he stood against her.
And then... she was out of control.
Everything seemed like a nightmare and it didn't seem real to her.
At Fu Nanli's private hospital, several black Rolls-Royces were parked in front of the emergency room.
Li Fang came out to greet him personally. When he saw Fu Xianyuan, his brows furrowed deeply. Isn't this Nan Li's father? He's not dead? How could he be injured so seriously
Fu Xianyuan was pushed into the operating room.
Fu Nanli was outside helping Wen Qiao clean the blood off her face and hands. Fortunately, she was not seriously injured.
A group of people waited outside in agony while the operation lasted for three hours.
Li Fang came out of the operating room, took off his mask, and said solemnly: "Nan Li, please accept my condolences."
What kind of thing was this? His father suddenly appeared, but he didn’t even get to see him for the last time, and he died again.
What kind of blow would this be to Nan Li
Fu Nanli at this moment was no longer the Fu Nanli of the past. Even though his heart was in turmoil and even though doubts arose in his heart, no one could see from the expression on his face.
"He couldn't be saved?"
"Yes."
"knew."
"Please accept my condolences and go in to take a look."
Fu Nanli walked into the operating room with heavy steps. The man's face was covered with a white cloth, and the nurses and doctors had all left.
There was deathly silence in the operating room. He stood beside the operating table, not having the courage to lift the white cloth.
After a long time, he finally gently lifted a corner.
At that time in South Island, in the cemetery, he was the one I saw everywhere.
If it was him, why was he hiding? Where had he been all these years? What kind of life had he led? And why did he become the opposite of Qiao Er
What is going on
There were noisy footsteps outside the operating room. Fu Nanli walked out of the operating room with a serious look on his face and saw his mother and grandfather.
They actually arrived.
He didn't even have time to process it or seal it.
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