Just what Mu Qi was thinking, Letian felt, she had already shown it when she was so eager to prevent Zhao Fangyu from falling asleep in the car.
Mo Fei put his arm around Lotte's shoulders and said, "I suddenly realized that I really like this woman. She can be so cool even when she is ruthless."
Ding Junqi carried Zhao Fangyu onto the cart, and his body was already stained with blood.
But when Ding Junqi put down Zhao Fangyu, he suddenly held Ding Junqi's wrist with his backhand, as if he had exhausted all his strength.
Ding Junqi followed the cart and ran to the rescue room, bending down and putting her ear to Zhao Fangyu's lips.
"Brother, I'm sorry." After finishing his angry words, the corners of Zhao Fangyu's mouth slowly curled up. Ding Junqi's anxiety at this time made him understand that the shot he blocked for his elder brother was worth it.
Brother, I'm sorry.
There are too many things I'm sorry for, but there are too few things I'm sorry for.
After all, he returned this sentence to his elder brother.
After all, he paid the price for what he did wrong.
In the end, the eldest brother was still worried about him. At least, he won Lotte at this moment.
This is enough!
A smile fell in Ding Junqi's pupils. The hand on Ding Junqi's wrist slowly slipped. At the door of the emergency room, the family members stopped.
Ding Junhui and Ding Junqi both stopped at the door and watched the cart quickly disappear from the door.
In order to save them, Ding Junqi was scratched on his shoulders and legs, but at this moment he was not conscious at all.
'Brother, I'm sorry. '
The three simple words and the hand slipping from his wrist made him feel fear. It was a call from death.
"Brother, go and take care of the wound first." Ding Junhui looked at Ding Junqi's body and didn't know whose blood was mixed with it.
Ding Junqi backed up to the wall and slowly slid to the ground. If he had not deliberately alienated Zhao Fangyu back then, if he had clearly found him and reconciled with him when he knew that Zhao Fangyu was helping him, if he had known that he and Zhao Fangyu When Ding Jiaqi was so close, if he could rush over and beat him up, and speak clearly, would it not end up like this later
["Brother, my parents are very busy. I want to stay at my uncle's house for a while. Can you play with me?"
"Brother, our school's tug-of-war competition, our team won."
"Brother, I begged my mother to buy the sneakers you liked last time and give them to you."
…
"Brother, why are you ignoring me now?"
"Brother, my mother won't let me go to your house. Why?"]
"Pa—" Ding Junqi suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard on the face.
"Brother—" Ding Junhui knelt down and held Ding Junqi's hand, "Brother, no one wants to do this."
Letian went to treat the wound and came over, because now she is really not suitable for Ding Junqi to continue to distract her.
When Lotte came over, the door of the emergency room was opened, but Ding Junqi did not move. Ding Junhui got up and ran over, "Doctor, how is my cousin?"
The doctor took off his mask and looked at Ding Junhui with regret, "I'm sorry."
Listening to these words, Lotte instantly felt like a bucket of ice water was poured down from his head.
died.
Zhao Fangyu is dead.
Ding Junhui staggered a step, then stepped back. The doctor had already passed him and left.
Letian walked step by step towards Ding Junqi, who was still sitting in the corner.
Perhaps, he knew the answer when he was in the car, but he just refused to admit it until now, when he was pronounced dead by the doctor.