Zheng Yifan's heart trembled instinctively. He still had his sister and brother-in-law, and there were even more patients. He wanted to use a scalpel with both hands, and he wanted to save those who had heart problems. His dream was to be a good doctor, and he... ...
"HMPH, you knelt down and begged me for him? " Dongfang Mo's voice was as cold as the snow wind that blew across the Tianshan Mountains, cold and piercing to the bone.
Mu Ru's body prostrated on the ground again, and she kept kowtowing. Her weak voice rang out clearly, and she slowly repeated one sentence after another, "I beg eldest young master to be merciful and let Zheng Yifan Go! "
The surroundings fell into a deathly silence. The evening wind blew gently. Mu Ru's entire body felt cold because she had not eaten anything hot at night and had been kneeling on the floor for a long time.
It was clearly summer, and she was already wearing short sleeves. It was clearly... ...
However, the summer night was really cold... ... So cold ! !
Summer had just begun, so why did she feel the cold of winter?
Because the person who could give her warmth, and the only person who was willing to give her warmth, had to say goodbye to her forever.
GOODBYE -- Never again!
Dongfang Mo's face was filled with anger. His hands could not help but clench into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands were violent. He could clearly feel that the bloodthirsty factor in his blood vessels was currently flowing in a certain direction. He lowered his eyes and looked at Mu Ru, who was kneeling at his feet He had almost lost his reason.
Mu Ru, this woman who had once been his wife and was now his mistress, had actually --
The Young Lady's humble posture, her pleading tone, and her kneeling at his feet. Her dignity had long been trampled under his feet, allowing him to humiliate her, but --
Why was he not happy at all? Why didn't he feel any joy at all Instead, what surged up in his heart was incomparable anger?
He was so angry that he wished he could stab Zheng Yifan, who was on the tree trunk, with a knife and make him never appear in this world again!
"I beg eldest young master to be merciful and let Zheng Yifan Go! " Mu Ru spoke for the third time, her voice low and hoarse with a hint of trembling.
She was a pregnant woman. because she had been kneeling on the ground for a long time, she was cold and hungry. Her body could no longer support her to raise her head, so she could only lie on the ground and not move. Her forehead was pressed against the floor and she kept knocking on it.
This scene, in the eyes of Dongfang Mo and Zheng Yifan, was completely different.
Mu Ru's humble figure, her weak and trembling but incomparably clear voice, was like a silent cry. However, her delicate but strong back Ridge was so pitiful that it made people want to immediately hug her in their arms!
Zheng Yifan's eyes were red. Tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes. People said that a man should not cry easily, but it was not the time to be sad.
He really regretted, regretted that he did not listen to his sister's advice, regretted that he could not endure the pain of missing her, regretted that he was so reckless and ran to binhai to look for mu Ru. Not only did he not take her away, but he also put her in a disadvantageous position.
Mu Ru, Mu Ru, the strong you, the pure you, for such an ordinary Zheng Yifan, humbly begged a devil. How could I let go of you How could I let go of you Leave you here?
There was a deathly silence around them. The three people, three different thoughts, kept surging in their hearts for the most important person in their hearts.