Chapter 797

On the empty street, no one responded to her.

Shen Qianshu's mind was blank.

Is doctor Yang not dead?

She was so badly injured that the doctor announced her death.

If she comes back, is Tong Hua... Going to leave her?

Her hands and feet were cold, and she took a step back slightly. Suddenly, she had a pair of hands, gently holding her waist. Shen Qianshu looked blankly at her side, and saw Li Zhiyuan's worried face, "Qianshu, what's the matter with you?"

"Mr. Li, why did you come out?"

"I came out to answer the phone."

"Did you see a woman coming out of it?"

"No."

Linxiaojuan also came out, "Qian Shu, how's it going? Have you found it?"

Shen Qianshu shook his head, and linxiaojuan said, "President Li, I have something to say to Qianshu."

"OK, you say!" President Li took a deep look at Shen Qianshu and entered the venue. Lin Xiaojuan was more anxious than Shen Qianshu, "are you sure it's Doctor Yang?"

"It's her."

Lin Xiaojuan is not familiar with Doctor Yang, but she also knows her appearance. There are photos of their husband and wife in the room of children's painting. Shen Qianshu has never let children's painting forget her biological parents. She has always let children's painting remember that his biological parents also love him very much.

"Children's paintings... I saw them too."

"I know." Shen Qianshu panicked and suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number he had been very familiar with. Suddenly, a familiar music sounded, just behind the wall not far behind them.

Shen Qianshu was struck by lightning, and they both looked behind the dark wall at the same time.

This is doctor Yang's number.

She hasn't dialed since her death.

There are still people using it.

"Doctor Yang..."

A thin, sick figure slowly came out from behind the wall. Her appearance was very ordinary, but she had a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes. She hadn't seen it for several years. She was haggard and could not hide her fatigue. Her feet were not peaceful. Although she looked no different from ordinary people, she was a little lame when she looked carefully.

It's Yang Lihua.

"Qianshu..." Yang Lihua smiled gently, a little helpless, "you just don't think you've seen me."

Behind the wall, there was no way to avoid, so she had to show up. Her eyes dodged a little, "I... just want to see him."

"Why?" Shen Qianshu's mood was like a roller coaster, falling rocks and rolling, speechless panic, grabbed her heart, and she felt that her most important thing was going to be taken away.

When Yang Xiaohua comes to hide children's paintings, she can righteously go back.

But if Yang Lihua wants children's paintings, what should she do?

This is the biological mother of children's painting.

Yang Xiaohua seemed to have difficulties. "Qianshu, thank you. I'm very satisfied with taking care of him so well. Don't ask more about the rest, just think you haven't seen me."

She turned and wanted to go.

Shen Qianshu regained her consciousness. People had stopped in front of her, and Lin Xiaojuan didn't catch it.

Qianshu, let her go.

Nothing has changed.

But she knows that Qianshu's character is not allowed.

"If you don't make it clear, you can't go!"

Yang Lihua suddenly stretched out her hand and attacked Shen Qianshu at a very fast speed. With a sharp wind, Shen Qianshu sideways avoided and looked at her incredulously. Yang Lihua's second punch arrived. Shen Qianshu was as fast as lightning, raised his hand and chopped, and the two actually fought.

She was wearing a long dress, which was a little inconvenient. Yang Lihua suddenly drew a gun at each other, "Qianshu, don't stop me!"

"You..."

"Mommy!"