Chapter 116 Living may be more painful than death

Nanjin gave Zhang Dahu a wink and said, "If you have the ability, you can press it!" Isn't it just death? It's the same to die early and late! Press it! Press it!" Nanjin approached the bald head step by step.

The bald head sweated nervously, and he slowly retreated step by step.

Zhang Dahu quietly walked to the side of the bald head and raised his arms high. The remote control in the bald head's hand threw it into the sky. Nanjin jumped to catch the remote control. Zhang Dahu also subdued the bald head on the ground. Nanjin looked at the remote control in his hand and sneered, "What! Shiri's car key?"

Zhang Dahu pressed his bald head and said, "I'll hand him into the car first and notify the ambulance immediately!" After saying that, he walked out of the room with a bald head.

Lu Haochen and Mr. Xu have held the unconscious wheel. Lu Haochen said, "Let's get in the car first."

Nanjin nodded, then led the way in front of him and walked to the gate of the courtyard. Nanjin opened half of the closed door to make it easier for them to go. As soon as he opened half of the door, he saw a pair of feet appear in front of him. As soon as he looked up, he saw a man standing at the door with a spade in his hand. He was holding the shovel in his hand high.

"Be careful--" Lu Haochen dropped the wheel and quickly rushed to block in front of Nanjin.

"Ah - be careful, Xiaojin!" Teacher Xu also screamed with fear.

"Blood?" Nanjin saw blood on Lu Haochen's head, flowing from his forehead to his cheeks, "Lu Haochen--"

The man with a spate raised the shovel in his hand again. Nanjin hugged Lu Haochen and turned around and dodged his attack. Nanjin let Lu Haochen lean against the door. She clenched her fist and jumped and kicked the man's head heavily. The man fainted on the ground in an instant.

"Lu Haochen - how are you? Wake up?" Nanjin cried and touched the blood on Lu Haochen's face, "Don't scare me!"

Zhang Dahu arrived when he heard the sound and quickly took the unconscious Lu Haochen and wheels into the car and drove to the hospital.

"Nanjin...Nanjin!" Lu Haochen woke up, opened his eyes on the white ceiling, and touched his head. It was so painful. Seeing a man lying by the bed, he stretched out his hand and touched her head.

"Cousin! Are you awake?!" Lin Xiao felt that someone touched her head. She got up from illness and cried happily when she saw Lu Haochen wake up.

"Oh..." Lu Haochen was a little stunned and a little disappointed.

"I'll call a doctor!"

"Wait! Nanjin..." Lu Haochen called Lin Xiaoke.

"Xiaojin is fine. She should be with Brother Wheel now!" Lin Xiaoke left the ward after saying that.

Lu Haochen sat up and touched his head, and then slowly walked out of the ward.

In another ward, Nam jin sat next to the bed of the wheel, leaning against **.

"I asked my sister-in-law to go back first, but she should be back later." Nanjin said.

"Xiaojin... Thank you for recognizing me as a brother!"

"What if you don't recognize it? I have been treating you as your own brother since I was a child, and my father has long regarded you as a relative! How can a family member make a mistake and not forgive it!"

The wheel showed a shallow smile, "Thank you, Xiaojin. Brother Wheel has gone in. Would you please take good care of your sister-in-law? If...she wants to leave me, I won't let her wait for me..."

"What do you say? What can't go in! I don't understand! And how can your sister-in-law leave you?!" Nanjin glanced at the wheel.

"You don't have to comfort me!" The wheel said.

"Am I the kind of comforter? Take good care of your illness! In case my father nags you again!" Nanjin said with a smile.

The door of the ward opened, and the Bureau of Culture and people from the Thunderbolt and the serious crime team came to visit.

"Bureau of Literature? Why are you here?" The wheel said in surprise. Nanjin quickly recognized the current affairs and gave way to the Bureau of Culture.

"Wheel, thank you for your hard work. I've heard that I just got married and came to work. This is not only to save Nanjin and was injured! How can I tell your wife if she knows?" The Bureau of Literature sat down and said with a smile.

"The Bureau of Culture, I..." The wheel looked at the Director Wen in surprise.

"Okay, stop talking! Whatever you say this time, you have to get well! Don't think that you can't do it without the serious crime team!" The Bureau joked.

The wheel glanced at Nanjin, and Nanjin nodded to him with a smile, and the members of the Thunderbolt team also nodded to the wheel.

The wheel held back the tears that were about to flow out, lowered its head and smiled, "I will!"

"That's right!" The Bureau said happily.

Nan Jin smiled happily. She turned her head and saw Lu Haochen standing at the door. The smile on her face stopped, and she quietly walked out of the ward.

Two people sit on chairs in the corridor.

"You..."

"You..." The two of them spoke with one voice.

"I..."

"I..." The two of them spoke at the same time again.

After a pause for a while, Lu Haochen said, "Are you all right?"

"Well, it's okay. How about you?"

"It's okay for me too! How's Brother Wheel?

"You saw it too. It's okay." Nanjin shrugged his shoulders and replied.

"I'm sorry..."

Nanjin turned her head to look at Lu Haochen. What should she say? Does it matter or do I hate you?

"I'm sorry, I hurt your mother, and I haven't had the courage to find you. To be honest, I really don't dare to face you now..." Lu Haochen whispered, the first time since I was a child, the first time I was so afraid of facing anything, and the first time I was so afraid of losing something!

Nanjin stared at Lu Haochen and then said, "In fact, it's difficult to face you. Now my mind is still very confused, and I don't know what to say or what to do!" I'm not a heartless person! Saying that if you forget something, you can forget something. I believe you will feel guilty and blame me when you see me, right? Since we are in pain, we might as well calm each other down..."

"Ji..." Lu Haochen looked at Nanjin, who turned his head.

"Don't worry, I won't tell Xiaoke and your parents the truth. If it's for their good, don't tell them... That's it. I'll go first!" Nanjin took a deep breath and stood up and left.

Lu Haochen looked at Nanjin's back, but did not have the courage to catch her.

"Little jin?!" Lin Xiaoke stopped Nanjin, who was leaning against the ward. Nanjin wiped her tears and turned to look at Lin Xiaoke, "Well, what's wrong?"

"Didn't you go home? You should be tired after watching your cousin all night yesterday. Go back to rest. I will take good care of my cousin.

"Well, I'm leaving right away!" Nanjin smiled faintly and said goodbye to Lin Xiaoke. Xiaoke, let me protect you again and do something for you...

At the gate of the hospital, Nanjin sat in Zhang Dahu's car and said, "Beca me to meet them."

In the morgue of the hospital, two bags containing bodies were placed in **.

"Xiao Jinguo's body has just been found, with some damage..." Zhang Dahu closed the door of the morgue, leaving only Nanjin alone.

Nanjin opened a bag, and Xiao Jinguo's face was full of scars, and no matter how many scars on his body were, they could not withstand the pain in his heart, right?! Obviously, you can be a good person, but why do you imprison yourself and others in pain with your eyes blinded by hatred?!

She took a look and then pulled up the zipper and walked to another bag. Her hands kept shaking. She slowly opened the zipper. Ding Quan was lying there peacefully. Nanjin couldn't help covering his mouth. Tears flowed to Ding Quan's face, and she gently wiped it.

"Dingdong Koizumi..." Nanjin looked at Ding Quan's face and was obviously very painful, but the smile on his face in the end was smiling. Finally, the picture left in Nanjin's eyes was also a standard smile. I can't bear to part with her Dingdong Xiaoquan! Living may be more painful than death. I hope that as he said, Ding Quan and Xiao Jinguo are truly relieved.

Nanjin locked herself at home for a few days. Today, she took her mother's favorite flowers to the martyrs' cemetery and walked to the tombstone and saw a familiar figure standing there. Where Lu Haochen was standing, and Nanjin could see that his eyes were red.

"Are you here?"

Lu Haochen looked at Nanjin in a staring way, "I heard that you haven't been working these days and have been staying at home. How are you doing?"

"Very good, don't worry." Nanjin put the flowers in front of Lin Manyun's tombstone.