On our wedding night, my husband changed!

When Ling Shujun heard Yu Minhan's voice, his eyes showed disgust for a moment, but he remembered that his sister could not die yet, looked at Jiang Xinrui's back, turned around and ran out.

Jiang Xinrui turned slightly to look at Ling Shujun, her eyes moving slightly.

Ling Shuyi's ward.

Strictly speaking, it can't be regarded as Ling Shuyi's ward. There are many children in the ward. Because there are so many people, there are even cases where two children use one bed.

But the most serious one at the moment was Ling Shuyi.

His eyes were closed tightly, but his body was twitching constantly, foaming at the mouth, and having difficulty breathing...

Ling Shuyi's sudden situation frightened Yu Minhan completely, and she was completely confused. The doctors were also working hard to treat her, but Yu Minhan could only call Ling Shujun loudly, as if her son was here, she would have strength.

"How come this happened suddenly... Shu Yi, you must hold on..."

"Don't leave me alone..."

Ling Shujun rushed into the ward when he heard his mother's cry. He ignored Yu Minhan who was crying and wiping tears beside him, and followed the doctor to hold Ling Shuyi down.

In fact, when it comes to worry, Ling Shujun is really worried, that is his own sister, but one thing is undeniable, if Ling Shuyi is gone, then he will really be the only one left.

In the father's eyes, they are not his Ling Xiao's children, but just tools for his sustenance. If Ling Shuyi is really gone, all the pressure and nightmares will be his alone.

Ling Shujun really didn't want to.

It can be said that Ling Xiao's two children, both Ling Shujun and Ling Shuyi, are sad. They just look glamorous from the outside, but in fact they are not as good as orphans.

But at this moment, Ling Shuyi on the hospital bed was just moaning happily. It felt like it was better to die directly. Ling Shuyi squinted her eyes slightly and could barely see the people around her clearly.

The collapsed mother, the fake brother, the cold-blooded doctor, the noisy environment, and the physical pain. Ling Shuyi struggled to open her eyes and slowly closed them again. She thought it would be better to die like this, which is better than living. Suffer it.

Her short life was truly terrible.

She has been sick since birth. She can't take a few steps without gasping for breath. At home, she is in dire straits, with her mother's paranoid love and her father's abnormal upbringing. Ling Shuyi is twelve years old this year. The only time she takes a voluntary trip is this time. Spring outing, I didn’t expect it to be a life-threatening freedom.

In fact, this is fine, she will never have to worry like this again...

Just when she felt vaguely that she was about to end, Ling Shuyi suddenly felt a warm current, like the silent warmth that moistens things.

Ling Shuyi has never felt like this before, as if she has been reborn. Is this what death feels like? Ling Shuyi didn't know, but for a moment, Ling Shuyi felt that it seemed very familiar, as if she had felt it somewhere before.

But then Ling Shuyi thought, how could she have felt it? The only thing you may have is the feeling of approaching death.

After all, from the time she was born to now, Ling Shuyi felt that she was feeling death and approaching death every day...

"Has the patient's condition improved?"

"It's amazing, all the indicators are starting to return to normal..."

"Shu Yi...how are you? Can you hear what mom is saying?"

Ling Shuyi closed her eyes, and one sentence after another came into her ears, and she suddenly felt very noisy.

And in this noisy environment, Ling Shuyi opened her eyes again and saw a face that she would never forget in her life...