C9 How Can She Die?

She opened her eyes weakly and confusedly. She seemed to see Fu Cizer running over nervously and hugging her tightly. His lips moved many times, but she heard nothing at all.

She was really tired. It felt like she was sleeping, but … Seeing Fu Cizer's eyes, she tried to drive him away.

She wanted to lift her hand and confirm if she was dreaming. But gradually, she felt the person in front of her begin to turn blurry. Her hands gradually lost their strength and started to droop down. She lowered her eyes and fainted.

"Yan? Yan … Wake up! "

He shook her body with his trembling hands and began to call her name affectionately. However, no matter how he yelled, that person seemed to have completely fallen asleep.

At this moment, Fu Cizer's heart was filled with an inexplicable emotion. He didn't understand what that was! Nervous? Panic? Or what?

He did not know, he had not had enough revenge, how could she die?

With a stern face, he carried the bloodless Ann Yan and walked towards the car, emanating an aura akin to that of purgatory.

That aura was so powerful that it was impossible to approach. In fact, one would even feel fear from it!

He picked her up and held her hand on the steering wheel, her knuckles white and her veins popping. Through the rearview mirror, he looked at the gradually fading color of Ann Yan's face, "Hold on a little longer, we …" We're almost at the hospital. "

But Ann Yan, who was lying in the back seat, didn't answer him, only the sound of the car.

His eyes were slightly red and filled with anxiety and worry.

Originally, he only needed ten minutes to get to the hospital, but in his opinion, this path was incredibly difficult.

He didn't know that it was already the peak hour for getting off work, or perhaps those people were sent by the heavens to stop him.

He kept pressing the horn, his eyes filled with rage.

With a murderous look on his face, Fu Cizer turned around and saw Ann Yan with a pale face. He pushed open the door of the car and picked up Ann Yan, who was sitting in the backseat, and ran towards the hospital.

Ten minutes later, his entire body was emanating a cold aura. His eyes were filled with panic and helplessness. He held Ann Yan as he stood in the hall and shouted, "Men, save her! "Hurry up!"

The doctor and nurse quickly ran over, looked at the bloodied Fu Cizer and said, "Put her down, we will have the medical staff come over to take her to the operation room."

He controlled his emotions and grabbed onto the doctor's collar tightly. With bloodthirsty eyes, he growled with a trembling and hoarse voice, "No matter what, you have to save her. If I can't save him, I'll just wait for the hospital to disappear from the capital! "

Hearing Fu Cizer's terrifying voice and threats, the doctor's hands trembled unnoticeably.

He waved at the medical staff, then said to Fu Cizer who was still fuming, "Sir, we will do our best!"

As he said that, he pulled Fu Cizer's control and changed his clothes to enter the operation room.

Tang Moqing, who rushed over, frowned. Then, she pretended to be worried and concerned as she asked, "Sorry, Cizer. "Miss An, will she be alright?"

After saying that, she wrapped her arms around his arms tightly and buried her face deep in his chest. Her eyes were filled with happiness, but her face was filled with grief and pity.

Fu Cizer's hands, which were tightly clenched, shook slightly. He wasn't sure how lucky he was to have survived the fall from such a high altitude.

No matter what, she mustn't let anything happen to her!

He didn't answer Tang Moqing's question. Instead, he stood up and paced back and forth outside the operation room.

No one knew that at this moment, his heart was inexplicably filled with fear and lingering fear. If he had held her back a second earlier, she would not have fallen and she would not have entered the hospital.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the blood that was covering his hands. It was a deep pain in his eyes.