Chapter 17 (1/2)

Because of vanity just stick to him... LAN Jingyan cold smile nodded, ”good, Fu Zhiran, have you come to ask me one day.”

Then he turned around and left without looking back.

Fu Zhiran looked at his tall back gradually away, her line of sight is also more and more blurred.

She clenched her fists tightly and held back tears.

”Xiaoran, take good care of your mother, and don't go after your father any more.”

no

Dad, I will never forget, Xiaoran will never forget those who hurt you, and I will never forget to wash your grievances.

……

After driving for more than two hours, it's almost eight o'clock to the hospital.

Standing in front of her mother's ward door, Fu Zhiran sighed wearily, then reached out to push the door.

I don't know if my mother has fallen asleep. Her movements are very light.

Ordinary single ward, clean, but still a taste of medicine.

”Xiaoran.”

Without waiting for Fu Zhiran to look at the bed, her mother had already seen her.

A woman in her early 40s, yellow and thin, leans on the head of the bed. Fu Zhiran looks at her with a smile, ”Mom.”

A middle-aged woman was sitting beside the hospital bed. She was dressed in plain clothes. When she saw Fu Zhiran, she stood up and welcomed her with a smile

Fu Zhiran nodded, ”aunt.”

This is the aunt who has been taking care of her mother in the hospital for the past four years.

After saying hello, she stared at her aunt's face again and frowned: ”your face is not good, and you seem to be thin.”

”No Aunt Han Han smile, eyes some dodge.

Fu Zhiran's eyes were suspicious, ”what happened?”

Aunt quickly shook her head, ”nothing, nothing.”