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C271 Useless Wastrel

Feng Xingyan looked at the spot where her lips and hands had bitten, and blood had started to seep out. His face turned cold, and he suddenly reached out his hand to pull her hand away. He said with a stern voice. "I know you are sad and blaming yourself, but the most important thing right now is to take care of your body. "

Not only was she sad and blaming herself, this kind of sadness and self-blame almost drowned her.

Su Ziyue's hand was pulled away and there was a sobbing sound coming from her throat. Tears kept falling down like broken beads.

Until she was tired from crying and could not cry again. Only then did she stop crying.

However, her eyes were empty.

Feng Xingyan saw that she finally stopped crying, so he called another doctor to examine her.

The doctor told her to take note of some other things, such as maintaining a comfortable mood and not being too upset.

Feng Xingyan emphasized again, "You heard what the doctor said. Your health is more important. "

Su Ziyue looked up at him with lifeless eyes. "Can you give me your phone for a while?"

Feng Xingyan looked at her. His eyes were full of understanding. He took out a phone and handed it to Su Ziyue.

"Thank you. " Su Ziyue thanked him in a low voice and took the phone.

Although she accepted the fact that Feng Xingyan was her uncle, they were still too unfamiliar with each other.

Feng Xingyan did not mind and slowly stood up. His eyes swept across her pale face and his brows slightly knitted. "I will get someone to bring something to eat. "

After he finished speaking, he went out.

Su Ziyue held the phone and was stunned for a while before she pressed a string of familiar numbers, but she did not pull it out after a long time.

What was she going to say after calling Qin Muchen?

She did not wait for Nan Chuan to come and pick her up. When a group of people who were bribed by Su Yige came and wanted to do something to her, she was forced to jump out of the window. She was basically not injured but the child was gone.

Could it be that she wanted to tell him this?

In the villa, Qin Muchen's hesitation, as well as all kinds of actions, flashed through his mind like a horse's lamp.

She still remembered how much Qin Muchen wanted children.

Su Ziyue's mind was in a mess. Her fingers, which were tightly holding onto the phone, had turned white. In the end, she did not pull the phone out.

. . .

Outside the door, Feng Xingyan stood in front of the ward. Through the crack of the door, he saw that Su Ziyue did not pull the phone out. Her expression was calm as if she had expected this.

The subordinate standing behind him said cautiously. "Director Feng, how do you know that Miss Su will definitely not call out?"

Just when the subordinate thought that Feng Xingyan would not speak, Feng Xingyan said, "She is a kind person. She is too young after all. When faced with this kind of thing, the psychological pressure will be very great. It is very easy for her to get into a dead end. If no one pulls her, she will not be able to climb out. . . "

In her heart, she was afraid that the person she felt most sorry for was Qin Muchen.

The subordinate was somewhat surprised that Feng Xingyan would explain. Although he had only heard half of it, he still nodded his head.

. . .

Late at night.

The consultation room was brightly lit.

"I think this situation is too complicated. Let's use the second plan. "

"I don't agree. . . "

Among the medical experts who were in a heated discussion, Qin Muchen, who was dressed in a black suit, stood out.

He held a cigarette between his fingers. In front of him was an ash tray filled with cigarette butts. One of his elbows was placed on the table, and his upper body was slightly leaning forward. His posture was a little stiff. Obviously, he had been sitting in this position for a long time.

He sat there with a cold expression. No one knew what he was thinking. The cigarette in his hand burned to the end and accumulated a large amount of ashes.

After a long time, Qin Muchen put the cigarette butt in the tobacco tank and said with a hoarse voice, "Have you discussed it?"

His voice was neither loud nor soft, but it just overshadowed the discussion of the group of experts.

One of the medical experts said, "Mr. Qin, I think the second plan. . . "

Qin Muchen only glanced at him coldly. "I just need to listen to the discussion. Is it done? What I need is a surgery plan that is absolutely foolproof. "

He emphasized the words "foolproof. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the consultation room became silent, because no one could guarantee that this surgery would be foolproof.

There were cases of failure in every surgery.

After Qin Muchen finished speaking, he got up and went to the washroom.

He washed his cold face and looked at himself in the mirror, who looked haggard. Suddenly, he threw a punch on the mirror.

The mirror cracked like a spider web.

Blood slowly seeped out of his hand.

"Muchen!"

At this moment, Bai Jingshu's voice came from outside.

Bai Jingshu Feng and Chen Pupu walked in. When they saw Qin Muchen like this, they were shocked and strode towards him. "What are you doing?"

After the company holidays, he went back to Bai family. When he heard Nan Chuan talk about this matter, he rushed over overnight.

Qin Muchen took back his hand as if nothing had happened. He turned on the faucet and put his bleeding hand down to wash it. He asked, "Why are you here?"

Bai Jingshu said unhappily, "If I didn't come, I wouldn't be able to see you maiming yourself!"

"I'm fine. You can go back. " Qin Muchen closed the tap and looked at Bai Jingshu. "I remember today is New Year's Eve?"

Bai Jingshu could not help but grumble when he heard him say that. "Fuck New Year's Eve! Your grandfather is still waiting for emergency treatment in the ICU. Su Ziyue's life and death are unknown and her whereabouts are unknown. Are you saying that you are fine now?"

Qin Muchen did not speak to him. He walked past him and went straight back to the consultation room.

When the group of specialists saw Qin Muchen, they told him that they had discussed the surgery plan.

The creases between Qin Muchen's eyebrows became lighter, and his voice sounded tired. "Please. "

The specialists were shocked by Qin Muchen's pleading tone. After all, Qin Muchen had been surrounded by low pressure.

. . .

Qin Yuchuan entered the operating theater.

Qin Muchen stood outside the operating theater and lit a cigarette.1

Qin Zheng, who was watching from the side, frowned. "Sir, stop smoking. "

Qin Muchen acted as if he did not hear him. He minded his own business and smoked. Bai Jingshu followed from behind.

He had never seen Qin Muchen in such a pathetic state. This was the first time in more than ten years.

"I thought I could handle everything, but the facts proved that I was too conceited. " Qin Muchen's voice was soft and hoarse. "If I didn't stop her there alone, she wouldn't have been able to take advantage of me. If I had been more patient with the public, he wouldn't have been in such a bad condition. I didn't realize. . . "

Qin Muchen kept talking about Qin Yuchuan and Su Ziyue. Although he didn't sound emotional, Bai Jingshu still felt a strong sense of self-blame from him.

"You are a human, not a god. Don't. . . "

Bai Jingshu wanted to persuade him, but he was interrupted. "They all say that I am a legend in the financial world. In fact, I am just a useless loser. Grandpa is lying inside. I can't do anything. Even after an entire day, I still can't find her. . . "

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