President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

"I didn't expect Feng Yin to be so crazy...but she jumped off the building after being locked up for an hour? That's the fifth floor." Mr. Xiao closed his eyes. Before, he thought her personality had changed. of.

"Didn't Xiao Qi look at her? How did you look?!"

Suddenly, Leng Yan got up, and slapped his palm on the table, his black pupils frosted, and his eyes were burning with anger.

At this moment, Mr. Xiao even felt that Master Leng cared little about Feng Yin.

"Xiao Qi is still at the scene. We don't know Fengyin's blood type, so we can't tell whether the blood is hers. But the bathroom window in Fengyin's room is open, and Fengyin is also missing. It is very likely..."

"Go to the hospital."

"Master Leng, it's so late!"

Before Wei Rang finished speaking, Leng Yan grabbed his suit and went out. Mr. Xiao hurriedly chased after him.

It is not necessary to say the whole thing after that, anyone who is familiar with Leng Yan knows what Mr. Xiao is worried about.

Leng Shao not only has traumatic stress sequelae, but also...

Of course, no one can stop what Leng Yan decides.

Mr. Xiao and the others followed with trepidation, not knowing when the changes would come!
……

Hospital
"Nurse, how is the patient who fell from the building sent by Xiangxi Club?" Mr. Xiao stepped forward and asked in a deep voice.

"Are you the family members of the patient? The doctor just announced that the patient died. His head was on the ground and his cervical spine was broken. It is impossible to save him."

After the nurse finished speaking, behind Mr. Xiao, Leng Yan's body was as cold as a stone.

Feng Yin is dead?

He just saw her change, no matter it was true or not, that change touched his heartstrings, and she just died?
Leng Yan, you are really a murderer of God!
"Young Master Leng..." Mr. Xiao turned around, but saw Leng Yan walking quickly outside the emergency room, looking in between the curtain and the wall, the snow-white sheet covered the body on the bed, and there was still blood dripping on the ground.

Leng Yan stood there quietly, tinnitus, buzzing, sweeping the brain and facial features.

The mirror on the side of the corridor reflected his livid face. He looked at himself in the mirror, as if seeing his body divided into two, one was the daytime self, the other was the nighttime self, the unknown him!

His PTSD needs Feng Yin by his side to restrain him.If Fengyin is gone and PTSD occurs at any time, then the night him will soon replace the daytime him and become a complete monster.

God gave him a chance to survive, and asked Feng Yin to save his PTSD. Although Feng Yin did it, even if he was acting, he should be more patient with her...

Because of his indifference and determination, she died...

"Old Huang! Woo...doctor! Nurse! Where's my husband?!"

At this time, there was a long-pitched mournful cry, and a pair of people rushed into the emergency room. Without saying a word, they lifted the white sheet and found a bloody butter crab lying on the hospital bed.

Leng Yan's emotions were on the verge of a fit, because the piercing cry of the Butter Crab's wife was pulled back to reality in an instant.

"Master Leng, it's not Fengyin."

Mr. Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward and pointed to the hospital bed.

Leng Yan came back to her senses and tried her best to adjust her emotions, not wanting to be seen feeling guilty in her eyes.

"I know it's not her!" Leng Yan insisted.

Mr. Xiao and others: "..."

The one who fell from the building turned into a butter crab, Feng Yin was still missing, this one was even more bizarre, even weird.

Butter Crab's wife was crying loudly and resounding throughout the hospital because she confirmed that the person on the bed was her husband.

"Find her!"

Leng Yan turned around and ordered in a deep voice.