Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

After Aunt Liu woke up, whenever she thought of the name Gu Wanqiu, she would feel a sharp pain, as if a needle had been inserted in her brain, as if to remind her not to think about Gu Wanqiu.

But every day when she was free, she would think about Gu Wanqiu, whether she was doing well outside, whether she was sick, whether she was eating and sleeping well, and whether she was being bullied by outsiders. Sunshine, can she bear it?

Gu Wanqiu thought about her future life, did she think about herself?

Mrs. Liu tried to get up, but now that there was no one around, she might be able to get out from here if she didn't stare carefully.

After going out, she can meet her daughter.

In this quiet environment, she could hear her own breathing, thinking about Gu Wanqiu all the time, this feeling was too difficult.

Mrs. Liu began to look for her mobile phone, searched everywhere, and finally found it in the drawer of the cabinet next to her.

She stretched out her hand to get it, and was holding a needle in one hand, which was very inconvenient for her to move.

She turned on the phone, and a text message popped up, not from Gu Wanqiu but a short number.

She clicked in and saw that it was about the insurance she bought, to be precise, it wasn't bought by her but Gu Wanqiu bought it for her.

The cornet also called her in the afternoon, but she was still in a coma at that time, so the call was naturally missed.

During the period of her coma, there was nothing but this strange call and text message.

Usually, text messages from Gu Wanqiu would be sent at seven o'clock every day, but today, the inbox was empty, and she did not send any text messages.

Aunt Liu knew before that those text messages were edited and released by Gu Wanqiu a long time ago, but if she hasn't received them now, she might not have them again in the future.

In the past, she would read that text message every day, but now it suddenly disappeared. Although she knew that such a day would come soon, she still felt very uncomfortable when it actually came, and she was not used to it. It was like losing something in her daily life. very important stuff.

Mrs. Liu felt uncomfortable, and her brain suddenly hurt.

She rubbed her head and put the phone on her heart. At this moment, a piece of news was interrupted on the TV.

There was a shipwreck in J City that caused accidents to people on a ship. The police are currently searching for and salvaging them. In the list of accidents, there are so many people...

Aunt Liu glanced over and saw Gu Wanqiu's name accurately.

Aunt Liu subconsciously grasped the bedrail of the hospital bed and got up, the mobile phone on her chest fell to the ground with a bang.

This sound was like a key unlocking the door of attention to memory. Under such stimulation, the brain finally recovered its memory. Mrs. Liu was pale, and she still wanted to see the name on the TV at a close distance. However, that page of information about Gu Wanqiu has already rolled up.

Aunt Liu thought about it, she remembered how she got into the hospital.

He Tian and Zhou Yi came to Qiule Manor at noon, and they told Li Jinxing that Gu Wanqiu had encountered a shipwreck in J City, and his life and death were uncertain, saying that he did not know whether he was alive or dead, but in such a dangerous situation, the possibility of surviving was almost zero .

Gu Wanqiu died, she died in the cold sea.

Aunt Liu's staring eyes were filled with tears. Pain enveloped her for a moment, she couldn't avoid it, and couldn't get rid of it. Her whole body seemed to be held in the palm of a giant hand, tightening it tighter and tighter. Shivering in pain, covered in cold sweat, in early August, there were still cicadas outside, and summer hadn't passed yet, but she felt that this time had come to winter in a flash, she shivered from the cold, clutching the quilt on her body.

The needle on the back of her hand had run away, and the backflow of blood stained the infusion tube red, which was very painful, but she didn't seem to feel the pain, so she only clenched her fists tightly.

She wanted to open her mouth to shout out, or say "Gu Wanqiu", but she opened her mouth and sobbed silently.

The female nurse came back after heating the soup. As soon as she walked to the door, she found that something was wrong inside. When she got closer, she saw that Mrs. Liu, who was lying down just now, suddenly sat up. Didn't she tell her to lie down and take care of herself? Rest and don't move around?

Moreover, the needle on the back of the hand was also crooked, and the blood flowed back a lot, so I had to call a nurse to deal with it.

"Sister Liu, why are you sitting up? Lie down quickly. The blood on the back of your hand is bleeding out. Don't clenched your fist and put it down carefully. I'll call the nurse to deal with it first..."

Mrs. Liu kept her head down so that her face could not be seen clearly. The nurse thought that she sat up because she was tired from lying down, but when she saw the back of her hand, drops of water fell from her face.

She paused, heard Aunt Liu's choked-up cries, and noticed her trembling body, and then the female nurse realized something was wrong.

While ringing the bell to call for the doctors and nurses to come over, she anxiously asked Mrs. Liu if she was feeling unwell.

Sister-in-law Liu didn't say a word, she just cried. What she said was vague, and she could only vaguely hear the word "Autumn", which made people confused.

"Why are you crying? What happened when I left?" the nurse was at a loss.