late at night.

Cullinan, which had a Beijing number, finally arrived in S City, slowly drove into the luxurious community near Lujiazui, and stopped in front of the city center hospital.

The bright lights upstairs shone on Zuo Zhan's face, which was a little dazzling, and his face turned pale.

Rui Chen followed him upstairs, and Assistant Zhou went to the inpatient department to inquire about the news.

When Zuo occupied the corresponding floor and was walking towards the ward, Special Assistant Zhou from behind also came over.

"Have you asked anything?" Rui Chen asked first.

Zhou Teshuai's face was not very good, his dull throat seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

Zuo Zhan looked in his eyes, his face darkened, he speeded up, and stopped a passing nurse, "Is there a patient called Xu Feng? Blood cancer..."

"This..." The nurse also felt a little hesitant when she heard the patient's name clearly.

Zuo Zhan didn't ask anything, and he caught a familiar figure in his sight.

Liao Jiangcheng came out of the free ward not far away and saw him at first sight. His cold face was expressionless, as if he had just experienced a mourning, and the feeling of depressedness from the inside out was self-evident.

Zuo Zhan avoided the nurse and strode over.

"Where is her?"

Liao Jiangcheng was silent.

"Where is she?" Zuo Zhan repeated again.

Liao Jiangcheng's eyes were filled with blood. He only took a deep breath, as if he had used all his strength and rubbed his face unbearably. Yu Guang signaled to support Wei Wei away.

"Speak, where is she?"

Liao Jiangcheng still didn't say anything, but just glanced at Zuo Zhan gently. His eyes were free from emotion, and he didn't feel any pain or itch or hate to be surprised. It seemed as if sadness had reached a certain level, but it was so depressing that it was unbearable.

He turned around and entered the lounge next to him.

Zuo Zhan also followed in.

"Do you regret it?" Liao Jiangcheng finally spoke, his voice hoarse.

Zuo Zhan was stunned.

"What have you done long ago? What did you do when I asked you to take her away?" Liao Jiangcheng's plain voice did not contain any blame or questioning, but every word was like a sharp sword, which made Zuo Zhan's heart hurt.

Liao Jiangcheng lowered his head, looked at the clean floor, and said to himself, "To put it bluntly, we are just competing in secret, and we are betting that I will use your feelings for her, bet that you can't bear to let her go, and you can only let go, and you can beat you hard from it. You are also taking advantage of me, bet that I will not save you if I die..."

Liao Jiangcheng's voice was very light and light, but he didn't make a single word, as if he was tearing the wound inside, and blood overflowing from his lips, "She's gone..."

The air became quiet for a moment.

Zuo Zhan's brain sank, and he knew more than ever what this sentence "leave" means.

"you say……"

Zuo Zhan slowed down again and again, and always felt something was wrong. He tried his best to calm down and resisted the urge to rush over and kill Liao Jiangcheng, "No, maybe! Where is she?"

Make a wish to be a terminal illness and has been diagnosed long ago, but after such a long period of treatment, even if you cannot have a transplant surgery, you will not die suddenly. This is definitely wrong!

"The underworld, the yellow spring, hell..." Liao Jiangcheng smiled bitterly, his voice as cold as ice.

Zuo Zhan's sinister eyes turned red, his clenched fists clattered, and he stepped forward and said coldly, "What did you do to her!"

"What did you do?" Liao Jiangcheng sneered, but it was even worse than crying. "My sister is dead. What do you think I did to her? Anyway, it's better to watch her suffer from illness..."

"Liao, Jiang, Cheng!"

As soon as Zuo Zhan was angry, Liao Jiangcheng suddenly rushed up and punched Zuo Zhan.

Zuo Zhan was prepared for a long time, but he still staggered by the punch that attached himself to all his anger. He took a few steps before he could barely stabilize his body, but there was a bloody feeling in his mouth.

"You have the good intention to ask me what I did to her, and you are worthy! From the moment you throw her to me, she is mine! I will decide whether to live or die, whether to kill or cut!"

"Fuck you, you stupid!"

Zuo Zhan raised his leg and kicked Liao Jiangcheng, followed the trend and punched Liao Jiangcheng again, then clamped his collar with his backhand. His sinister eyes were scarlet like beasts leaving a cage. No matter how solid the reason was, he was washed away by emotions. Zuo Zhan's voice changed, and every word was harshly accompanied by blood and pain. "What happened to your sister is that you and Su Yimo were hurt, and it has nothing to do with her! If you dare..."

The tyrannical factor condensed in Zuozhan's chest. He didn't know what he would do, but he only knew one thing, he wanted to make a wish.

Liao Jiangcheng cheered up and grabbed Zuo Zhan's collar with his backhand, "I said that she has left and will never come back."
Chapter completed!