Chapter 1091: Little Seven Fan 78

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The doctor tried his best to rescue him, but he still had nothing to do.
Mrs. He had already exhausted her body and mind. The reason why she endured those pains was because her willpower was strong and she wanted to see Xiaoqi Qiyi.
Without seeing Xiaoxiaoqi, she was at ease with He Yanzhi.
Now that I saw someone, her wish was gone, and she didn't want to support it anymore, nor could she support it.
Seeing the sympathetic old lady on the hospital bed, Xiaoqi Qi burst into tears.
Behind him, He Yanzhi reached out and held her waist.
"Why do you want me to see this? He Yanzhi, you and I are not in a world, why do you have to drag me in? What is this?" Xiao Xiaoqi's excited fist punched on He Yanzhi, "I really I wish I could kill you. "
He Yanzhi wrapped his arms around Xiaoqi and squatted on the ground to appease her: "I know I am selfish, but this is my grandmother's only wish. She has been suffering for too long, I don't want to ... she continues to suffer."
"Now that she knows her pain, why didn't you show up earlier? Five years ... He Yanzhi, what is the point of showing up now?"
"Aunt Honghui's murderer, yesterday, fell asleep." He Yanzhi said hoarsely, "I'm dragging the old and the weak and sick, full of hatred, and what do you want to keep the murder order to stay with you?"
Xiao Xiaoqi was speechless and could only cry on He Yanzhi's shoulder.
"Xiao Wan, I don't have any relatives." At this moment, He Yanzhi's voice was low and broken.
Xiao Xiaoqi closed her eyes and didn't want to think about anything. She just felt too tired and wanted to sleep deeply.
He Yanzhi hugged Xiaoxiaoqi and watched her comatose, so he picked her up.
Yan Zhen was outside the ward. Seeing this, he quickly asked, "Where are you taking Xiaoqi?"
"With funeral at home, I won't give you away." After that, He Yanzhi held Xiaoxiaoqi and left the hospital.
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On this sleep, Xiaoqi seven slept deeply, and when she woke up, she found herself in a strange room.
At the moment, it was dark outside the window, and Xiaoqi got up to open the door, but was stopped by the man outside the door: "Miss Sheng, Brother He explained, let you rest well."
"Where is he?" Xiaoqiqi asked.
"Downstairs ..." He Yanzhi's subordinate replied.
Little Seven went downstairs barefoot, but saw the living room downstairs, which had been arranged as a mourning hall, and in the middle of the hall, there was a photo of Mrs. He.
He Yanzhi stood in the middle of the hall, with a somber face.
Xiaoqiqi looked at the man from behind, and she felt a sudden pain in her heart, but this did not mean that she had to forgive He Yanzhi.
She said that she still loved the man and hated it.
As if feeling someone behind him, He Yanzhi turned around and saw Xiao Qiqi looking at him pale, and then whispered: "Why don't you sleep more?"
"I want to go home." Little Seven replied hoarsely.
"Okay." He Yanzhi said only one word, and then ordered the subordinates behind Xiaoxiao Qi to say, "In the beginning, take Miss Sheng home."
"Brother."
"It's now." After that, He Yanzhi turned around again, looking at the old lady's picture.
"Miss Sheng, can't you leave? Brother He has no relatives ..." The younger brother named Jichu looked at Xiao Xiaoqi in prayer, "Please, if you don't want to see him, go to rest upstairs , But, can you not leave here? "
Xiaoqi Qi didn't speak, and there was a sour heart in her heart.
But she still did not despair and walked away. She went up to the second floor and returned to the bedroom just now.