Chapter 612

A shot reverberated in the barren mountain.

The sound of a heavy object falling off the cliff, accompanied by the harsh and ferocious crack sound, is extremely terrifying.

Screams, cries, calls for help.

Some die, some live.

No more people will know what happened here. The barren mountain is still barren mountain. When someone finds the corpse under the cliff, it may already be a pile of bones.

The cottage is still there, but no one will live in it.

The helicopter took off, took the wind and rushed to Beijing as fast as possible.

In the hospital, outside the operating room, Tong Xiaoan is covered with blood, but it's not her.

As if the whole world had collapsed, her world had never been so dark.

Tears have dried up, because Tong Xiaoan clearly saw that the location where her husband was shot was in the heart.

He was so brave that he didn't hesitate for a second.

Not everyone has the courage to rush to the lethal muzzle.

Su Mengxing gave up his life to protect his wife and children. At the moment of being shot, he also knocked Mo hongran off the cliff.

She fell dead, which is not the same as the outcome of Mo hongran's plan for herself, and no one will bury her in the prepared grave.

After all, the illusion of joint burial was shattered, and the tomb was doomed to be empty.

"Sister in law."

Meng Xian looked pale. Although he wanted to say something, he really didn't know how to speak.

Shot in the heart, although no surgical examination, but even if the bullet slightly wiped out some wounds, it is enough to be fatal.

In fact, when Su Mengxing was sent to the hospital, although his body was still hot, it seemed that his life had already stopped.

Only because he was su Mengxing, the experts in the hospital accepted the operation instead of transferring people to the mortuary.

"Ball. Did you sleep?" Tong Xiaoan said hoarsely.

"Yes, the medicine left by Dr. LAN is very effective."

Children are more vulnerable than adults, especially when they witness the terrible scene.

It's better to let children sleep with drugs than to suffer with Tong Xiaoan.

Women have been waiting outside the operating room, waiting for the almost nonexistent hope.

After a long time, the lights in the operating room changed color.

Several experts came out. They took off their masks and looked dignified.

"Doctor!" Tong Xiaoan wants to stand up, but finds that his legs are weak and he can't support himself.

Sitting on a chair, she looked at the experts almost imploringly, hoping to get good news.

"Operation. Done." The first doctor looked bitter and helpless.

"Mrs. Tong, please forgive me. The bullet is really taken from the heart."

For a moment, a thunder seemed to flash in Tong Xiaoan's mind, shattering her last fantasy.

Hope, shattered.

She prayed that the bullet didn't hit the heart.

She also prayed that Su Mengxing could be as magical as the script, with her heart growing on the right.

But all these fantasies are trampled by the cruel reality.

"Is he really gone?"

Tong Xiaoan's mouth opened and closed slowly, and his voice was so weak that he could hardly hear clearly.

She exhausted her last strength in despair, and couldn't even speak

Doctors are used to seeing life and death, naturally understand what Tong Xiaoan is asking.

People are thinking about how to comfort her, suddenly a splash of scarlet, Tong Xiaoan ejected a mouthful of blood, straight fainted in the past!

"Come on! Prepare the operating room! "

In the dream, it is more terrible than the boundless darkness.

Tong Xiaoan seems to see a picture from childhood.

The young swordsman, the handsome idol on the screen, the gentle man beside the bed

Every picture that should have been sweet is finally broken into ashes.

Brother wood, idol and Su Mengxing are gone.

She wanted to shout, but she couldn't make a sound.

Want to retrieve, but open arms, but can not close half of the picture fragments.

Without you, there is no color.

The house is silent without you.I can't feel warm without your hug.

I can't hold your arm, I refuse to walk alone.

Dreams are long, dreams are bitter.

Unable to wake up, unable to wake up.

A sober world is a desperate world. The darkness in dreams is eternal pain.

She wanted to call out his name, but she was afraid that she would never wait for a response.

It's like falling into a bottomless abyss

Outside the ward, everyone is here.

Qin Mo, Feng Xiaofan, ye Qianqian, Qiu Lele, duanmushui, etc

The most important family members, the closest friends, guard the door of the ward, but even they don't know what else they can guard.

Su Mengxing's body was carefully placed in a crystal coffin.

He lay peacefully, as if in a dream.

People hope that he will wake up, but they are afraid that Tong Xiaoan will wake up.

When she opens her eyes again, is she ready to face the cruel reality?

Men are silent, so are women.

No one dares to enter the ward, and no one knows how to face Tong Xiaoan who may wake up at any time.

After a long time, it was not until a man came slowly to the crowd from the other end of the corridor that the terrible calm was finally broken.

Who?

Who breaks into the absolute forbidden area at such a time?

Qin Mo is a little angry!

What does the security guard he hired do? Put in an outsider?

"Sir, please leave at once. Outsiders are not allowed in this area!" Meng Xian stepped forward to stop the man.

Can not see the face clearly, the man is wearing a windbreaker, collar up, with a hat, almost all the face covered.

But when he raised his head, Meng Xian saw the man's face clearly, and suddenly he was silly!

"Get out of the way."

In a word, Meng Xiangen didn't hesitate, so he stepped aside.

When people saw his appearance, they were all stunned. Even Qin Mo, who was angry, only had a slightly bitter look.

"You are late."

"Where are the people?" The man asked softly.

Qin Mo points to the ward. The man nods and walks in alone.

He came to the bed and looked at Tong Xiaoan in deep sleep. On another bed, Su Xinyan, who was also in sleep, was lying.

"Not bad."

The man said faintly, it seems that he is admiring Tong Xiaoan, but it is very inconsistent with this situation.

He came to Su Xinyan's bed again and looked at the child with tears on his face.

A trace of tenderness flashed in the man's eyes, caressing Su Xinyan's cheek lovingly.

He went back to Tong Xiaoan, stretched out a finger and gently placed it in the center of the woman's eyebrows.

The darkness is broken, the dream is over.

Wake up with a man sitting in front of you?

Tong Xiaoan opened his mouth and almost made a surprise sound, but he froze in the next second.

Similar faces, different looks.

It's him, not su Mengxing.

"What should I call you?" Tong Xiaoan tried to endure his grief, but tears still flowed out of his eyes.

The person who has been looking for a long time appears by himself?

"Since you married my son, you should call me dad."