"And now the grandmothers are like this again. They must have been stimulated. If they become psychosis again, it will be..."

After all, just now, Shen Qingqing said something inexplicable and said Leng Shaoheng suspected Leng Yanmo was not his own son.

Why? The young master seems to love the young lady most, but the young master grew up looking at him little by little. How can he not be close to him?

The servants looked at each other, worried, and sighed heavily.

"God, what's the matter? I have to make fun of people like this."

"Well, don't say it. You'd better serve your grandmothers well."

"We can't do anything. We can only pray silently in our hearts that God will bless the little master, the little lady, and the little granny. They are safe."

The servants put their hands together and prayed.

Outside the window, it's raining even harder. Lightning and thunder are mixed with the sound of rain. It sounds frightening.

The rain seems to have to submerge the whole city before it stops.

Leng Shaoheng returns to the door of the emergency room, anxiously waiting for the news of Qiqi.

Every minute, every second, is like a knife.

The possibility of Mo Mo's survival is almost zero. Such a strong rain must have flooded the ruins of Zhanfeng.

Even though he didn't want to believe it, from a scientific point of view, this is the result of the matter.

Now it's Qiqi left. If Qiqi can't be rescued, there will be three advantages and two disadvantages.

So He and Shen Qingqing will lose their son and daughter at the same time.

Think of here, a deep sense of powerlessness, suppress the spread from the bottom of my heart, spread to the four limbs.

Leng Shaoheng feels that every cell is full of despair and pain.

He can't do anything, just wait, just wait.

His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand. The more he grasped it, the more tightly he could breathe.

Leng Shaoheng gasps and wants more oxygen.

Suddenly don't know how, in front of a black, leg a soft, toward the front of the fall.

The servant helped him quickly, but he didn't fall to the ground.

"Young master! Young master Cried the servant, worried.

Leng Shaoheng frowned. When he opened his eyes, he felt dizzy. He had to close his eyes and wait for the dizziness to pass.

"Young master, what's the matter with you? Are you uncomfortable? Maybe you are too tired. Please sit down!"

The servant quickly supported Leng Shaoheng and sat on the chair beside him.

Since Qiqi was sent to the emergency room, Leng Shaoheng has been waiting outside, worried and scared.

Leng Shaoheng sat on the bench, frowning and his eyes closed.

"Young master, I'll call the doctor to have a look. You can't fall down!" Said the servant.

"I'm fine." Leng Shaoheng shakes his head, his voice is hoarse and tired.

Maybe it's the discomfort of the body, accompanied by the pain in the heart.

I don't know what to do. I really don't know what to do.

If Mo Mo and Qi Qi are gone, Shen Qingqing will not be able to stand it.

There are also cold old man's side, how to explain.

Most importantly, he worried that the old man would blame Shen Qingqing for this.

Because at that time, Mo Mo and Qi Qi went to Zhanfeng because they wanted to find Shen Qingqing. Then, there was an earthquake, and the two children were buried in the deepest layer of Zhanfeng building.

Leng Shaoheng pinches his eyebrows and feels a headache.

The hot touch came from his fingertips, and his brow frowned again.

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