Mr. Rong, please stay. Miss Sang doesn't want to be a widow.

Sang Yuwan's desire to return to the Ming family became stronger and stronger. She turned around in a hurry and threw away the plum blossom in her hand.

I ran too fast and my feet slipped.

Minglang rushed forward and grabbed her.

"Ma'am, what happened?"

Sang Yuwan's heart was pounding, and her tone was a little hurried, "Minglang, I always feel something strange in my heart."

Minglang was stunned for a moment. "The dean said that the aftereffects of the cold fragrance poison are sometimes accompanied by heart palpitations."

Even though Rong Zhi ordered him not to talk nonsense to Sang Yuwan anymore, he still couldn't help but speak.

These lies are all well-intentioned.

Sang Yuwan's heart was still beating a little fast, and her cheekbones were faintly flushed.

Minglang added, "Madam, it's cold outside. We shouldn't stay here for long. Let's go in."

As the two were talking, a cold wind blew.

Sang Yuwan didn't feel cold, but felt a little sad.

She was startled and looked up.

The sky was a clear blue, and the clouds were sparse, as if they had been carefully combed by the cold wind. Each cloud had a distinct edge and wandered leisurely in the vast sky.

"Minglang, go drive the car, let's go back to the Ming family."

Minglang trembled when he heard this, and he was terrified. "Madam, it's too late to go back to the Ming family now. How about we go there tomorrow?"

Sang Yuwan's eyes darkened slightly, and her tone became much heavier, "Now my words are useless, right?"

"No... Madam, I mean..." Minglang broke out in a cold sweat and began to stutter.

Sang Yuwan glanced at him coldly, with a complicated look in her eyes.

"Go and drive."

He spoke each word with emphasis, forcefully, and without question.

Minglang's heart trembled for a moment, and he said with a stiff upper lip, "Madam, I will go get the key from the Second Master right away."

Sang Yuwan paused and frowned, "It's my car, why should I ask him for the keys?"

Minglang lied again, "Second Master's car is in for maintenance. These days, he has been driving your car."

Sang Yuwan's eyes darkened. "Who is Rong Zhi? How could he have only one car? Minglang, kneel down."

Minglang's mind buzzed and he shuddered, "Madam, I..."

He knelt on the floor tiles tremblingly.

The winter sky is a tranquil and profound painting, cold and clear. But when the cold wind blows, it makes people shiver.

Sang Yuwan lowered her eyes, her delicate features stained with anger, "Are you hiding something from me?"

Minglang lowered his head and whispered, "No...no..."

Seeing that he denied it, Sang Yuwan broke off a branch and hit him twice on the back.

Winter clothes are thick to begin with, so Minglang didn't feel anything from the two blows. But his heart was aching.

It seemed as if Sang Yuwan was not whipping his back, but his heart.

Minglang bit the corner of his lip, raised his hand and slapped himself twice, "Madam, I can do it myself, don't disturb the fetus."

Sang Yuwan's chest heaved violently, and two balls of anger jumped out of his eyes.

When Rong Zhi came out after dealing with the matter, he was shocked when he saw this scene and ran over in a hurry.

He grabbed the branch in Sang Yuwan's hand and said nervously, "Wanwan, if you want to punish him, just let me do it. Why do you have to do it yourself?"

Sang Yuwan didn't let go, her pretty face tense, "Rongzhi, tell me, has something happened to the Ming family?"

Rong Zhi's heart sank, and his eyes flickered slightly, "Something has indeed happened to the Ming family."

Minglang suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes widened, "Second Master?"

Rong Zhi looked at Sang Yuwan and said slowly, "Ming Zhan is injured."

When Minglang heard this, his heart got stuck in his throat and he looked at Sang Yuwan worriedly.

"Second brother is injured?" Sang Yuwan was shocked and his face turned pale. "Did he get injured during training? Is it serious?"

Rong Zhi's face was calm, and he said in a gentle voice, "It's a bit serious."

"Second Master?" Minglang was extremely panicked.

Rong Zhi continued, "Wanwan, Ming Zhan's condition is a little serious, but fortunately his life is not in danger. Don't worry."

Sang Yuwan's head suddenly felt heavy and a little dizzy, as if the boat she was on was swaying gently on the waves, making it impossible to find a stable support.

After a few seconds, my eyelids involuntarily tried to close. Even when I was trying to stay awake, I could feel an invisible force pulling at me, trying to drag my consciousness into a deep sleep.

She was silent for a few seconds and asked Rong Zhi, "Where is my second brother now?"

"In the hospital." Rong Zhi answered truthfully.

Sang Yuwan clenched her fingers, and suddenly a fishy and sweet taste surged in her throat, making her feel so nauseous that she opened her mouth and vomited.

A strong smell of blood quickly spread in the air.

It seemed as if countless blood-red plum blossoms were blooming on the ground.

"Madam..." Minglang got up from the ground in shock.

Rong Zhi's eyes darkened, and he picked up Sang Yuwan and ran into the room.

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Lingtian Hospital.

Ming Zhan faintly heard weak sobbing sounds.

He was stunned for a moment, then slowly opened his eyelids.

The world in front of me goes from blurry to clear.

A pretty face appeared clearly in his sight.

"Miss Bo Liu..."

His voice was very hoarse, with a texture like the friction of sand, and every time he spoke it was like a silent struggle deep in his throat.

Bo Xinglan raised her head suddenly, tears stopped on her curled eyelashes, and her voice trembled, "Senior, you're awake."

Ming Zhan struggled to sit up, turned sideways, and handed her a tissue. "What's wrong with you?"

Bo Xinglan blinked her feathery eyelashes, tears welling up in her eyes. They twinkled, like the gentlest stars in the night sky, carelessly falling to earth, wetting her eyelashes and making her eyes appear even deeper and more hazy.

"Senior, I'm glad you woke up."

Ming Zhan asked her, "What time is it?"

Bo Xinglan took the phone and took a look. "Four o'clock in the afternoon."

Ming Zhan frowned, "Just taking a nap, but sleeping for so long?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to throw off the quilt and get out of bed.

Bo Xinglan stood up hurriedly, "Senior, the doctor said you need to stay in bed..."

Ming Zhan smiled and said, "It's okay. I know what I'm doing."

Seeing that he was determined to get up, Bo Xinglan pursed her lips and said softly, "Senior, do you want to go see Assistant Ji?"

Ming Zhan was stunned for a moment, his lip curve deepened, "How did you know?"

Bo Xinglan clutched the tissue and said, "Did my second brother transfer Assistant Ji to another hospital?"

Ming Zhan's chest heaved. "Transfer to another hospital? To which hospital?"

His breathing became rapid and heavy, and each inhale and exhale seemed to cause a slight vibration in his chest. From time to time, he would take a deep breath, trying to calm his pounding heart, but the anxiety was like a cancer in his bones, difficult to shake off.

Bo Xinglan's voice was as light as a mosquito, "A hospital in the capital."

Ming Zhan was stunned and speechless for a long time.