"Zijin is good. Sister Yan Yan will take you out of here now, okay?!"

Song Zijin nodded, smiled, and then let Zhan Yan lead her to go inside——

Lin Siwei saw that Zhan Yan was about to leave. No, she couldn't let her leave. She couldn't, so she hurried up with her wheelchair, and then went directly to hold Zhan Yan. However, Zhan Yan thought that Lin Siwei wanted to be bad for song Zijin. I don't know whether it was because of the angle or what. What everyone saw was Zhan Yan's big hand, He pushed Lin Siwei back——

"Zhan Yan, you are so cruel. I have lost my legs because of you. Do you want to hurt my bones and flesh?"

The harsh and desolate voice came into the ears of the people——

On the steps from the hospital garden to the ward, Lin Siwei was pushed by Zhan Yan and directly pushed to the ground. Lin Siwei lay under the steps, her wheelchair hit her, and she had a strange smile on her lips.

Lin Siwei's dolls, which seemed to have been broken, lay under the wheelchair, slowly infiltrating bright red blood

At this time, Zhan Yan stood in situ and looked at Lin Siwei, who fell under several steps and was overwhelmed by a wheelchair. Fu Beichen, who came from the other side, saw this scene and condensed the smile on his lips——

At the moment Fu Beichen appeared, Zhan Yan was just in a trance. She didn't have the panic and uneasiness in her imagination. She was afraid that he would misunderstand her again and wanted to come forward to explain, but now she didn't want to explain!

It's like gambling. If he believes in her, he won't scold her. If he doesn't believe it, he won't listen to her no matter how she explains it!

Zhan Yan just stood there and watched Fu Beichen come here quickly step by step. His sight only fell on Lin Siwei. When she saw this scene, she just smiled bitterly and didn't say anything.

In his eyes, Fu Beichen has come to Lin Siwei. She even looked at it clearly. Lin Siwei stretched out his hand to hold Fu Beichen's hand, but he didn't refuse. She let her hold his hand like that!

"Beichen help me... Beichen help me... I hurt..."

Lin Siwei's face was pale, and she didn't know whether it was because of leukemia. Her bleeding volume was very large, which had exceeded half the bleeding volume during abortion. Those blood flowed out of her body like a stream.

But she didn't seem to care. She just grabbed the man's hand.

And the people next to them began to point out.

"Oh, look at that woman. She can be so cruel. That woman is disabled?!"

"Yes, how can I do it!"

In such noise, Zhan Yan smiled, and then looked at Song Zijin standing behind him, "Zijin is good, wait here for sister Yan, okay?"

Song Zijin didn't know what Zhan Yan was going to do. Because she had just lost her child, her spirit was still very problematic, so she could only open her big eyes and look at Zhan Yan in front of her and nodded.

Then Zhan Yan smiled and walked slowly. Her calmness was unmatched by others. When she walked down, she left a long blood mark on her arm.

That was just left by Lin Siwei.

Zhan Yan looked at the good play in front of her. Lin Siwei played the play really well. She obviously just heard Zhan Yan talking to Fu Beichen on the phone, so she calculated her like this.

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