Mrs. Lu picked it up

She was so excited that the tip of the scalpel pierced the flesh, and bright red blood came out. Lu Jingchuan's heart stopped, and his voice suddenly raised: "Yu Qing, come back to me!"

Yu Qing seemed to be unable to hear, and walked forward step by step.

Lu Jingchuan took a step forward and grabbed the sturdy man with one hand.

Yu Qing's eyes were blood red, and he was half insane. As soon as Lu Jingchuan touched him, Yu Qing immediately entered the attack state.

The entire emergency room was in chaos in an instant.

Calculated, Lu Jingchuan's skill is better than Yu Qing's, but at this moment, he completely disregarded his vital points, playing as if he was desperate, and Lu Jingchuan was afraid that he would really hurt Yu Qing, so he would inevitably fall behind.

Lu Jingchuan looked at Nan Huai at this moment, he frowned, and said in a low voice, "Take Yunmeng away."

Nan Huai winked at the bodyguard.

The two stepped forward and pushed the woman covered in white cloth out.

Yu Qing heard it, and immediately turned around. Lu Jingchuan was defenseless, and his fist had already swung out, hitting the back of his heart.

Yu Qing was knocked half-kneeling on the ground, this was the first time Lu Jingchuan saw Yu Qing in such a mess.

He stood up stubbornly and chased forward.

"Ah Qing, are you crazy?" Lu Jingchuan grabbed him.

"A Chuan, I'll just take a look." Yu Qing's lips turned pale, "I saw the white cloth move, maybe it's misdiagnosed by the morning mist, she is breathing weakly, isn't she not breathing?
No one in the room believed this.

Su Chenwu is not the only doctor in the emergency room, because the smell of disinfectant is strong, the windows in the corridor are not closed, maybe it was blown by the wind, Yu Qing just can't accept Yunmeng's death now.

Yu Qing chased after him for two steps.

Lu Jingchuan used his hand as a blade, and chopped Yu Qing unconscious.

After handing Yu Qing over to Su Chenwu, he looked at Song Li with deep eyes: "A Li, put down the knife. Su Chenwu is already upset." Miss Song, it is common sense that the scalpel cannot be used for the second time unless it is sterilized. You don't know either, huh? "

The scalpel fell from the palm of his hand, and Lu Jingchuan strode forward to wrap her arms around her waist.

Song Li struggled fiercely, her heart was empty, she couldn't arouse any interest, and her heart was full of disgust.

For the world, for the people in front of you.

The voice of Yunmeng is all around my ears.

Song Li covered her face, tears came from between her fingers, she almost collapsed.

There is a disgusting smell of blood in the nostrils.

Lu Jingchuan forcibly carried him into the car, and asked Sheng Lan, "Where did Nanhuai take Yunmeng?"

"funeral parlor."

Song Li's eyes widened suddenly, Lu Jingchuan didn't wait for her to react, and said, "Go over."

"Hurry up."

Lu Jingchuan's car performed extremely well, but it was still a step too late to rush over.

When they arrived, Nanhuai had just sent Yunmeng into the cremation furnace.

Song Li ran a few steps towards the stove, sprained her foot, and fell to the ground.

The knee injury was hit hard again, and Song Li reached out to touch the door of the spark furnace.

At the critical moment, Lu Jingchuan hugged him up: "Song Li, are you crazy?"

Breathing seemed to be suffocated, and the glass of the cremation furnace was transparent. She watched the flames devour people little by little, turning them into ashes.

All the words stuck in her throat, Song Li even forgot to cry, her heart seemed to be dead at this moment.

Nan Huai suddenly said, "Don't be too sad, Yunmeng saved you, and I don't want you to be so sad."

"Who wants her to save?"

Song Li roared like crazy.

"Aren't the two of them worth more than me alone?"

There is still a little life in her stomach, why can't she think about it for herself?
How is she worth it?

Song Li looked at the cremation furnace, stepped back, and shook her head: "It's my fault."

For the first time, Lu Jingchuan felt afraid.

He tried to grab Song Li's hand, "A Li, it's not your fault, it's my fault, I didn't make it clear on the phone."

"I shouldn't have made you wait at the intersection, Ali, can you cheer up?"

Yunmeng's death hit Song Li almost fatally. Even if she had no child, Song Li wouldn't be so sad.

Completely lost all fighting spirit.

Song Li's lips were like dry petals, without any luster anymore.

"Nanhuai, why don't you let me see Mengmeng again?"

After asking this question, Nan Huai looked towards the gate of the funeral parlor.

Yu Qing was still the man with the same clothes and messy shirt, and who always regarded his hairstyle as the most important thing. For the first time, he didn't notice that his hairstyle was messed up.

Yunmeng's body had been incinerated into ashes.

The staff came to install the altar.

Yu Qing stayed where he was.

Not moving forward.

Nan Huai still stood in front of him: "Mengmeng said on the phone that she will be buried in Tongzhen."

Yu Qing's eyes were bloodshot, "No."

"People are dead, what else do you want?"

It was difficult for Nan Huai to understand, Yunmeng had only one sentence before she died, don't let Yu Qing touch her.

I don't know how to cherish when I'm alive, and I have to die to understand the importance. Is this important?
"I didn't allow her to die."

Yu Qing's voice seemed to be hoarse, and the people in Nanhuai were restrained by the people brought by Yu Qing.

In Lincheng, the one with the largest sphere of influence, without exaggeration, is of course Yu Qing.

Including Lu Jingchuan, they are not as good as him.

Lu Jingchuan couldn't find Yun Zhan because he entrusted Yu Qing with the task of finding Yun Zhan.

Although he was with Yunmeng later, he rationally believed that Yu Qing would not disregard his brother's trust for Yunmeng.

At this moment, Lu Jingchuan's anger reached a critical point.

Seeing that the brother's will was depressed, he had no choice but to press down.

Nan Huai was not Yu Qing's opponent, so he put away the ashes, and Yu Qing reached out to pick them up.

Song Li couldn't see this, and took a step forward, her waist was trapped by the man's iron arm: "A Li, leave a thought for Ah Qing."

"Yunmeng won't let Aqing touch her body, not to mention that he won't touch the ashes. Give me some time, and I will persuade Aqing to let Yunmeng rest in peace."

Song Li was unwilling.

She hated Yu Qing, no matter what the reason was, it was because he let Yun Zhan go before him, which caused Yun Meng's death.

But Lu Jingchuan pinched Yunmeng's weakness with one sentence: "Ali, if there is a trouble, Nanhuai and Yu Qing will only suffer from both sides."

"I can understand your pain without Yunmeng, do you still want Nanhuai to increase the loss for your sorrow?"

Song Li's eyes were very red, and she looked at him hesitantly: "You promise, Mengmeng can be buried in the ground in three days."

Lu Jingchuan stared at her with unprecedented determination: "I promise."

Song Li looked back again, Yu Qing carried Yunmeng's urn and got into the car first.

The bodyguards were all dressed in black, and they filled the funeral parlor, making Song Li dizzy.

Standing in the huge open space with her feet on the ground, Song Li still couldn't accept it. Yunmeng was still smiling at her in the morning, so why was there no one at night.

She seemed to be having a nightmare, and she couldn't wake up no matter what.