Even though the check was light and floating, it was like a stone. It was thrown heavily on Lu Yi's body, which made her hurt to her bones. She even had to step back for several steps to stabilize her body.

She knew that even if she had a little backbone, she should tear the check into pieces and throw it on Qin Zhongyuan's face; but Ann, who is still sleeping in the purple garden at the moment, could not stand up.

When she was in the railway station before, at the moment when she refused to hold back and agreed to come to take care of Li Qingcang, she knew that she and she would never be able to turn back. Sure enough, Si Angjie leaves angrily, leaving her alone to take care of the young Ann. Now her ability is limited. Once she leaves here, she can't care about Ann at all by herself

And she knows better. Once she takes the money, Qin Zhongyuan will tell Li Qingcang about it, so that he can understand how vain and greedy she is. In this way, Li Qingcang will be frustrated and disappointed with her, and will never come to see her again

This may be the best way for them to break any relationship ever. After all, the most important thing now is that the two of them hurry to separate and return to their respective life paths, old and dead do not communicate.

Thinking of this, Lu Yi's heart crossed and his eyes closed. He squatted down directly and picked up the check scattered on the ground.

Her action made Qin Zhongyuan laugh more proudly and ridiculed: "Lu Yishuang, how did you get Qingcang's love when you were so disgusted?"

"Whatever you say," Lu Yishuang's hand holding the check is trembling slightly, just like being stabbed by a needle, and the pain is extreme; but she still resists the endless pain, and resolutely turns to enter the purple garden, picks up something a little, picks up Ann and leaves.

From coming to leaving, she knew that she was humble, disgusting and disgusting, but reality made her helpless, and she could only bite her teeth to be the one she hated most.

The return of cold air caused the temperature of Shanghai to drop by more than ten degrees overnight. The streets are full of people who are eager to leave in their down coats. Occasionally, one or two people who want to keep their manners cool are shivering in such a cold wind.

In the operating room of Guoren hospital, Dr. Li is nervously operating on Li Qingcang. He looked at Li Qingcang's new and old wounds, his body was so miserable that he sighed with regret; in the operating room, Liu Zhirong and Qin Zhongyuan, who had come after him, stomped back and forth, waiting, worried to the extreme.

And no one knows, Lu Yishuang is squatting at the end of the corridor outside the operating room, waiting quietly. She tried to make her body curl up into a small group that was not easy to be found, but her head could not help stretching out and paying close attention to the door of the operating room.

Even if she had thought it out, the best result would be that they were separated completely. Even if she had taken the check shamefully and become a villain, she could not persuade herself to leave like this. She must know his situation. Although she did not understand, she is so persistent in the end for what.

After two hours, the door of the operating room was opened and Dr. Li came out.

At the sight of the doctor, Liu Zhirong and Qin Zhongyuan naturally rushed to the doctor and surrounded him like a conditioned reflex: "doctor, what's the matter with Qing Cang?"

At the moment, Lu Yishuang at the end of the corridor wants to know the situation of Li Qingcang as soon as possible, but now she also understands that she has no such qualification, so she can only hold her breath and listen to the doctor carefully.

"Ah, Dean Li's body just recovered a little bit. What's the matter? How can he suffer such a heavy blow on his back?" Dr. Li sighed, "now we have new injuries and old ones. It's not easy to get a life back. At present, although there is no life risk, we still need to enter the intensive care unit for observation. As for when he will wake up, it depends on his recovery. It should not be too long. "

Liu Zhirong and Qin Zhongyuan heard that Li Qingcang's life was not in danger, and the gravity on his face gradually dissipated. Lu Yishuang, who was hiding behind, breathed a long breath, and finally put his heart back in his stomach. He also understood that it was time for her to leave.

Maybe this time, she will always be far away from Shanghai, from the past, from Li Qingcang, also far away from the original one, once surrounded by happiness and happiness.

In the office of Yan Yujie, Shanghai police station.

"Hurry up, hurry up. My mother is coming. I don't want to hear from her again!" Yan Yujie bares her arm, and there is a ferocious scar on it. She is urging the health worker to bandage it quickly.

But there was no time. As soon as the health worker wrapped the gauze, Yan Fengqing walked into the office. When she saw Yan Yujie's hand wrapped in gauze, her face suddenly pulled down, and her voice was full of worry: "Yujie, I heard that you were injured when you were on a mission How can I hurt so badly! "

Yan Yujie beckoned the health worker to leave quickly with her eyes, and then she said carelessly, "Mom, I'm just a little skin injury. What's the matter..."

"Nonsense! Isn't it serious to be injured like this? " But before she finished, she was interrupted by Yan Fengqing's raised voice. "Yujie, you really don't think I'm wordy - you are a girl who is not suitable for this kind of dangerous work; you should resign early and go back to Germany with me to develop...""Mom, I really don't have any interest in your industries," Yan Yujie cried with a headache. "Well, I wish I had a brother. Let brother inherit your property, so that you don't have to stare at me all day long, and I can do what I want to do... "

The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention. Yan Fengqing listened, her eyes began to shine slightly, but her face showed hesitation. After struggling for a long time in her heart, she finally made up her mind to say, "Yujie, in fact, you do have a brother."

"What?" The news was so powerful that Yan Yujie almost jumped up, "Mom, are you serious? But how come I've never heard of you? What's the matter? "

Her daughter has been old and she has been divorced for many years. Yan Fengqing thinks that it doesn't matter if she tells her that old story now. So she tells her story of her youth, which means she has been told.

After she finished speaking, Yan Yujie was even more surprised and hurriedly asked, "so, mom, you gave birth to a boy when you were a surrogate? Such a bloody thing is just like that in romance novels No, your bloodier - you don't even know who you gave birth to; and you don't know what he looks like when he was taken away after his lifetime; where to look and how to look for this vast crowd of people? "