Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

"father!"

An Nansheng on the hospital bed suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight.

The expression of fear and grief on his face makes people feel heartbroken at a glance.

Song Ke, who was hiding outside and secretly wiping her tears, rushed in when she heard the noise.

"Boss, are you awake? Are you okay?"

An Nansheng is still deeply immersed in grief and unable to extricate himself.

She seemed to have returned to the days when An's father passed away, and she was completely confused.

Seeing Song Ke's red and swollen eyes, she was gradually brought back to reality.

Song Ke choked and said:

"You were in a coma, but fortunately the doctor said you were fine and just overly sad."

"Master Jiu took Brother Zheng to track down the murderer."

An Nansheng looked at her, tears streaming down her face before she could say anything:

"Where's Song Xu?"

Song Ke lowered his eyes:

"Song Xu...Song Xu couldn't be saved."

"Zhou Jin brought Uncle Song over, and now the two of them are dealing with Song Xu's funeral."

By the end of her speech, Song Ke was already sobbing.

She clenched her fists tightly and gritted her teeth.

"If I find the murderer, I will tear him into pieces."

"Song Xu... the wheels ran over him, and he died before he could even put on the oxygen mask."

Song Xu is gone, such a living person is gone.

Song Ke couldn't accept this. The two of them almost always stayed with An Nansheng, going to and from get off work together, traveling together, and even eating together.

Song Ke is an orphan. Apart from her former comrades-in-arms, she spends more time with the An family and Song Xu. To her, Song Xu is also a family member.

Such a young and handsome man, gone just like that.

An Nansheng lifted the quilt and tried to get out of bed.

Song Ke quickly pushed her back.

Shake your head and pray:

"Boss, don't go. You can't go."

"Zhou Jin said that we should wait until they have taken care of Song Xu's remains before we go see him."

"He's such a clean person, he definitely doesn't want us to see his messy side."

An Nansheng didn't move.

She looked distraught.

It was not just because of Song Xu, but also because she just recalled the scene of the car accident that year. She was hit twice, and her face was pale and tears flowed uncontrollably.

Song Ke had never seen her cry so sadly. Even though she rarely cried when she quarreled with Jian Muye before, those tears scared Song Ke.

"Boss, don't be sad. Don't be like this. Jiu Ye will definitely find the murderer and avenge him."

"We will definitely avenge him."

"Boss, Mr. An..."

Song Ke quickly poured some water over, but An Nansheng didn't even open his mouth.

In her mind, there was the scene of An's father's death, and then the scene of Song Xu lying in a pool of blood.

But it’s obviously me who should die!

Why were they the ones who died?

why?

A group of footsteps came hurriedly outside the ward.

Then Mu Zheng rushed in pulling Mu Mu.

Mu Zheng was also shocked when she saw An Nansheng's appearance.

She hugged An Nansheng tightly, unable to say anything else. She just patted her back gently and told her over and over again that everything was okay.

It took a long time for An Nansheng to fully wake up.

After drinking the water, her complexion looked better.

Only then did Mu Zheng dare to mention Song Xu's name.

"My uncle asked me to come and accompany you. He is at the Public Security Bureau, forcing them to solve the case and arrest the suspects."

Song Ke also said:

"Chen Zheng said the van had been found, but the perpetrators were not. The murderer wrapped himself tightly, wearing a mask and a hat, and the surveillance camera didn't capture his face."

An Nansheng clenched his fists:

"I know what the murderer looks like."

She would never forget that face even after she died.