"If you don't want your son to be disabled, don't mess with my people."

Ignoring the woman's painful cry, LAN Jingyan coldly drops a threat and pushes the door open to get off.

The woman's voice stopped abruptly with his threat.

I dare not even cry.

If you don't say anything else, just look at the one you just cut off and take a little finger. What LAN Jingyan said about crippling her son is absolutely not just talking about it.

And she is not the first one to be crippled by LAN Jingyan, but LAN Jingyan still lives to the present.

At this moment, she realized that she had made a mistake.

……

Since that day, the landlord did not come to find Fu Zhiran, Fu Zhiran felt very strange.

But her whole mind is occupied by the engagement of LAN Jingyan tomorrow, so she didn't think about why the landlord didn't come to her again.

After writing today's update, it was late at night, but she was not sleepy. She sat at the computer desk, staring down at the picture of her father in her hands.

Dad, tomorrow the boy who said he would marry me will be engaged to someone else.

I personally pushed him to others, but I was jealous and didn't want to wish him and other women happiness.

What should I do?

Her eyes were moist, and she looked up at her computer screen.

On the screen, handsome men, green uniforms, standing under the national flag, facing the sun.

He is more sunshine than sunshine, more fortitude than steel, and more glorious.

She reached out and couldn't see his temperature.

My eyes filled with tears.

Jingyan, although I am very jealous and dislike jabeshan, I still wish you happiness.

With a silent blessing in her heart, she closed the computer.

I got up and took out the wine Wang Qiong bought here last time. I don't know how much I drank, when I was drunk and how long I was drunk.

Confused, sleepless, but do not want to open their eyes.

But the phone rang again and again, and she couldn't sleep at ease. She slowly opened her eyes, and it was already dawn.

She narrowed her eyes, reached for her mobile phone on the coffee table, did not see the caller ID, and answered directly to her ear.

"Hello" a, double eyelids and heavy to close.

"Xiaoran, come to the hospital, your mother and she..."

On the other side of the phone, her aunt cried anxiously. Fu Zhiran's heart "clattered" and suddenly woke up.

The cell phone nearly slipped out of my hand.

"What's wrong with my mother?"

She was so nervous that she almost lost her voice. She quickly got up and ran out in her pajamas.

Remembering that she didn't take her wallet, she hurried back to pick it up and took a coat.

……

I took a taxi for two hours and arrived at the hospital. When I arrived at the door of the ward, I heard my aunt's cry.

"Ma!"

Fu Zhiran rushed into the ward, her mother lying on the bed, quietly closed her eyes.

The doctor and nurse stood around the bed.

"Ma, Ma, what's the matter with you?" Fu Zhiran rushed to the bedside, grabbed his mother's hand and put it to his lips.

Mother's hands are still hot and soft.

Look at her face, ruddy and bloody, chest ups and downs, she was a little relieved.

Then she turned to her mother's doctor and said, "Dr. Wang, what's wrong with my mother“

Without waiting for the doctor to answer, my aunt came forward and said, "I can't wake her up in the morning."

Then the doctor's voice rang out, "after more than three hours of consultation, we preliminarily determined that we were in a vegetative state."