I'm afraid sending him to the hospital won't help.

In the midst of the chaos, Fu Xianyuan and Wen Qiao got into their cars and went straight to the hospital.

Si Yu sat in the passenger seat, panting.

Fu Nanli's face was sinister: "Why couldn't I hold her back? What's the use of you?"

Si Yu's face was covered with blood: "I'm sorry, young master, there are many of them, and they seem to be beating Wen Qiao and me to death. If we don't try our best, we will be the ones who die."

Fu Nanli frowned deeply: "What happened to that man? Is he with them?"

"Yes."

Fu Nanli's eyes were gloomy: "Impossible."

How could his father be with those who wanted Qiao'er's life?

Wen Qiao came to his senses in his arms, his eyes a little frightened: "I seemed to have seen your father just now."

Fu Nanli comforted her: "It's okay."

Wen Qiao lowered his eyes and saw the blood on his hands: "I...did I hurt him?"

"No, Joel, you didn't hurt him."

Wen Qiao shook his head: "I have an impression that he rushed up suddenly. I couldn't control my emotions at that time. I... I seemed to have hurt him."

"No...you didn't."

Wen Qiao held his hand tightly, as if grasping a piece of driftwood.

Her mind was noisy and chaotic. Everything just now was too chaotic. When she was on the verge of losing consciousness, she saw Fu Nanli's father rushing toward her with a knife in his hand.

She looked at him in disbelief, not knowing why he was standing against her.

Then...she was out of control.

Everything felt like a nightmare, unreal to her.

At Fu Nanli's private hospital, several black Rolls-Royces were parked at the entrance of the emergency room.

Li Fang personally greeted him. When he saw Fu Xianyuan, he frowned deeply. Isn't this Nan Li's father? He's not dead? How could it be so seriously injured?

Fu Xianyuan was pushed into the operating room.

Fu Nanli helped Wen Qiao clean up the blood on her face and hands outside. Fortunately, she was not seriously injured.

A group of people waited outside in agony. The operation lasted three hours.

Li left the operating room, took off his mask, and said solemnly: "Nan Li, please express my condolences."

What's this? His father suddenly appeared, and he died again without letting him see him for the last time.

What kind of blow should be given to Nan Li?

At this time, Fu Nanli was no longer the Fu Nanli he was before. Even though his heart was filled with turmoil and doubts, the expression on his face was invisible to anyone.

"He couldn't be saved?"

"Yes."

"knew."

"For your condolences, go in and take a look."

Fu Nanli walked heavily into the operating room. The man's face was covered with white cloth, and the nurses and doctors walked out.

There was dead silence in the operating room. He stood beside the operating table and did not have the courage to lift the white cloth.

After a long time, he finally gently opened a corner.

At that time in South Island, in the cemetery, all I saw was him.

Since it's him, why have you been hiding? Where exactly have you been all these years? What kind of life do you live? And why did he become the opposite of Qiaoer?

What is all this about?

There were noisy footsteps outside the operating room. Fu Nanli walked out of the operating room solemnly and saw his mother and grandfather.

They actually came.

He didn't even have time to process it or seal it.

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