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"Let's go …"
Lu Yiyao glanced down and then walked out.
"Yes."
Dark Guard replied and followed him out.
"Who sent it?"
Arriving at the outer room, Lu Yiyao's expression darkened as he asked coldly.
"A seven or eight-year-old boy …"
"…"
When Lu Yiyao heard this, he knew that someone had hired a child to deliver the letter. It looked like this person was quite cautious.
He tore open the dark brown envelope and took out the folded letter.
A faint scent of ink.
On the white letter, it was typed using a computer.
A short seven words.
[Third Young Master, I'll see you at the hospital's roof.]
"Heh …"
Lu Yiyao slightly pursed his cold lips and gave a cold smile.
Interesting?
Ye Zichen tensed up, then handed the letter to Dark Guard.
"Young Master, I'll go arrange it immediately."
Dark Guard saw the content on it and replied.
"Let's go."
Lu Yiyao spoke in a low tone and his voice was cold. The unfathomable Mo Tong did not waver in the slightest.
"Young Master, why don't I go and 'check' it out first …"
"No need."
Lu Yiyao's eyes were cold and were suffused with a sharp chill. He put one hand in his pants pocket and strode out with a stern face.
Dark Guard followed him.
The elevator reached the top floor.
The door to the balcony was locked.
The balcony was used to park medical helicopters and was never open to the public.
"Young Master, this?"
Dark Guard tried pressing the button, but it wouldn't open.
"Should I call the dean over?"
"No need."
Lu Yiyao frowned as he looked at the numbers on the door.
The password lock.
Qingning Hospital is a private hospital owned by 'the Lu's'. It shouldn't be hard to guess the password, Lu Yiyao thought.
Unexpectedly, he stretched out his slender finger and entered the date on which the hospital would officially start operating outside the hospital. He pressed "confirm". The door did not budge.
"Hmm?"
Lu Yiyao's dark and narrow eyes shrank, and a layer of frost covered his taut and stern face.
"Young master, I'll call the dean up immediately."
"…"
Lu Yiyao cast a glance at him, and a shallow crease appeared between his eyebrows.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Dark Guard didn't dare to call the dean. He could only patiently wait at the side.
"If it's not this, then what is it?"
Lu Yiyao thought about it and entered Lu Jinhui's birthday.
The result was the same.
There were only three attempts to unlock the password, and both failed.
The air had become somewhat tense.
"Young master …"
Dark Guard spoke up again.
"Quiet!"
Before Dark Guard could finish his sentence, Lu Yiyao interrupted him coldly.
Lu Yiyao retracted his hand, pinched Leng Yi's jaw, lowered his head and started thinking.
Dark Guard looked at him and his heart tightened.
Could this be a 'prank'?
The password was so hard to decipher, so how did the person who met Lu Yiyao on the roof do it? Did he come in a helicopter?
Impossible, he had been in the hospital and hadn't noticed anything out of the ordinary.
Suspicious?
Very suspicious?
However, whatever he could think of, Lu Yiyao would think of it too. He did not hesitate at all. Had he guessed who it was?
"..."
In the VIP ward downstairs.
Lu Yixun was still crying quietly, but Gong Hantian held her and consoled her with a pained heart.
"That's enough, Xun'er. People can't be revived. Don't be sad …"
"That child, Hengyuan, might have had all sorts of troubles, but he's too young …"
Lu Yixun cried. His eyes were red and swollen.
"Alright, your health isn't too good either, don't cry …"
Not long after Lu Jinhui died, Lu Yixun, who was too sad, had not fully recovered her energy.
"Lu Yixun, stop crying and acting merciful …" Scram! "All of you, scram!"
Lu Hongzhan, who was angry to the point that he didn't speak for a long time, finally came back to his senses.
Tang Yi, who was at the side, shook his head helplessly.
"Big brother, you …"
When Lu Yixun heard this, she was extremely upset.
"Scram, scram!"
Lu Hongzhan's eyes were bloodshot and his expression was extremely hideous.
"Let's go, Xun'er."
Gong Hantian glared at Lu Hongzhan with a cold expression. Fury burned in his chest.
"Hengyuan …"
Lu Yixun was in deep grief. If not for Gong Hantian's support, she would not have been able to stand up.
"Let's go …"
Gong Hantian supported her out.
When Lu Yixun walked to the door, she couldn't help but glance back. That piece of white cloth made her grieve even more.
"Xun'er, stop looking …"
Gong Hantian held her shoulders and urged her in a low voice.
"Brother Tian, come with me to see elder sister-in-law?"
At this moment, Lu Yixun was still thinking about Lin Zhiyan. But sometimes, a person's kindness was a form of mockery in the eyes of others.
"Xun'er, my sister-in-law's mood must be even more unstable at a time like this. It's better if we don't go."
"Sigh …"
Lu Yixun thought about it, what Gong Hantian said made sense. If Lu Hongzhan treated her like this, then Lin Zhiyan would be even worse.
She sighed deeply and walked slowly toward the elevator.
"Young Master, the funeral home's car is already downstairs? "Look …"
Tang Yi looked at the time. It had been 3 hours since Lu Hengyuan became depressed. He really couldn't park here anymore.
The air was still for three minutes.
Lu Hongzhan then bent over and looked at Lu Hengyuan, who was covered in white cloth. His bloodshot eyes flashed with a sorrowful light for a brief moment.
"Take him away …"
"Yes, young master."
When Tang Yi heard this, he heaved a sigh of relief. He turned around, picked up his cell phone and called the staff of the funeral home who were already waiting downstairs.
In next to no time, they had reached the second floor.
"Lu Deputy Chairman, don't be sad!"
They were fully armed as they solemnly said to Lu Hongzhan.
"…"
Lu Hongzhan didn't say a word as his eyes flashed. He walked to the window, turned around and put his hands behind his back.
Tang Yi looked at his back and felt that he was still very sad.
The white-haired man sent the black-haired man away.
This was probably the most heart-wrenching thing in the world.
"Doctor Tang …"
The staff of the funeral home carried Lu Hengyuan onto a mobile car. On the white cloth, there was a red silk cloth.
"Let's go."
Tang Yi pursed his lips and said with a serious expression.
"Yes."
The staff of the funeral parlor answered, pushed Lu Hengyuan's body and walked him out.
The hospital staff came in and cleaned the room. When they saw him, they respectfully greeted him.
"Deputy Chairman …"
Lu Hongzhan acted as if he didn't hear it, he stared at the endless sky with his blood-red eyes.
At dawn, everything was quiet.
In the horizon, a shooting star rapidly flew past.
Lu Hongzhan's heart was like a star falling to who knows where.
"Deputy Chairman …"
After shouting twice, Lu Hongzhan raised his eyebrows and asked in a low and hoarse voice.
"Do you have any cigarettes?"
"Smoke?"0
The two staff members looked at each other, and one of them boldly replied.
"I'll buy it from you now?"
"…"
Lu Hongzhan didn't say anything else and seemed to agree.
The two staff members left. Not long after, they bought him the cigarettes with the most expensive Yunjing.
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