Old Master Anâs eyes were filled with complicated emotions. He didnât say a word when he saw that Anhao was awake, but there was obvious pain in his eyes.
The old ladyâs face was filled with tears, but when she saw that Anhao had woken up, she forced a kind smile and looked at her.
The tall middle-aged man in the black trench coat looked at Anhao with a gaze that she could not understand. It was like he was amazed, satisfied, and relieved, but also like the dust had settled.
However, Anhao didnât care about all of this. She only heard all kinds of noises in her ears, but she didnât hear a single word of those strange conversations.
The only thing she knew was that An Ping kept calling her name in front of the An family. An Ping admitted that she was the granddaughter of the An family in front of the An family, and An Ping was calling her motherâ¦Motherâ¦
Anhaoâs throat was so dry that she couldnât speak. She didnât know what was wrong with her. There were no more injuries on her body. At most, there were some strangulation marks.
But she didnât have the strength. Only the doctor went back and forth to treat her. When the doctor asked An Ping to help her up, An Pingâs hand gently caressed her back and helped Anhao sit up from the bed. She sat beside her and caressed her while leaning into her ear and saying lovingly and gently,â Youâve been suffering from a fever for three whole days, but the doctor wants to give you medicine and injections, but youâre resisting. Youâre obviously unconscious, but youâve been resisting, so these days weâve been trying our best to help you physically lower your temperature. My poor child, youâve finally made it through. If your fever doesnât go down tonight, weâll really force the doctor to give you an injectionâ¦â
Anhaoâs voice was muffled. She sat on the bed and let the doctor examine her. She closed her eyes tiredly without saying a word.
Her memory was stuck in the farm where the fire was intertwined, and the sky was illuminated by the fire.
For the past few days, she had been having a dream when she was having a fever. In her dream, Zuo Hancheng asked her when she was going to return their King Kong Calabash Brothers to himâ¦
Was it because of this that she had been resisting the doctorâs injections and medicine?
She did not know how she resisted in her dream, but she did dream of Zuo Hanchengâs words.
A few nights before the accident, they still did not take any measures. This time, she was not injured. Other than choking on the billowing smoke, there were no signs of injury. What if there wasâ¦
If she did, she could not let Zuo Hancheng down again. She could not be so reckless that she did not even have the ability to protect their child.
The doctor was checking her condition and temperature. Anhaoâs head was held by An Ping and leaned against her shoulder, but Anhao did not feel any warmth. She only watched as the doctors used some cold things to stop on her body.
It wasnât until the doctor left that she didnât hear what he said clearly. Most of the words he said were about Anhaoâs health.
However, when An Ping asked for some water to feed her, Anhao took a few sips of water from the straw on the glass.
The cup of water was taken away. She lifted her head from An Pingâs arms in a daze and pushed away her motherâs embrace without any reluctance. She only looked at everyone in the ward indifferently, ignoring the complicated expressions on their faces. She turned to look outside the ward. There seemed to be Dâs figure, but D did not come in.
Anhao looked in Dâs direction. Even though the door to the ward was closed and he might not be able to hear her voice, she still sat on the bed and asked with a cold expression,ââWhereâs Zuo Hancheng?â
âWhere is Zuo Hanchengâ¦â
When An Ping saw her almost dejected gaze, her face was filled with heartache and she could not speak.âChildâ¦â
However, Anhao did not seem to notice the heartache in An Pingâs eyes. She only looked around at the other people in the ward.âWhere is Zuo Hancheng?â
No one spoke in the ward, only Anhao asked,ââWhere is Zuo Hancheng? Where is he?â
Anhaoâs voice became louder and louder. Finally, the tall man in the black trench coat walked over and looked straight at Anhao. When Anhao saw the man, she paused slightly because of his cold and inexplicably powerful aura. It was as if he was the only one in the room who could give her an answer.
She looked at him and asked clearly,ââZuo Hancheng, my husband, where is he?â
âIf thereâs one less man in this world to love you, from now on, Iâll love you in Vllenâs place. Child, you are a pearl that I lost in this world. I will let you recover your glory step by step.â
Anhao tilted her head slightly and suddenly smiled.
She felt that the manâs words were a little strange.
What did she mean by there was one less man in the world to love her?
Zuo Hancheng was the only man in this world, and he was the only one who loved her. What did she mean by âlessâ? How could there be less? Zuo Hancheng was still alive!n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
However, she could not say anything because the middle-aged man looked at her with heartache and an inexplicable glimmer in his eyes. It was as if he had finally hoped for something, the kind of suppressed excitement.
Mingzhuâ¦
Haha.
Zuo Hancheng had said it before, what was so important about someone elseâs pearl? As long as she was his favoriteâ¦
Anhao subconsciously raised her hand to touch her ear. The diamond earrings that Zuo Hancheng had personally put on were not there.
An irrepressible sense of loss engulfed her. Thatâs right, the pair of earrings had been pulled down by Gu Shishi and thrown on the ground. Such a small thing must have been buried underground after such a serious explosionâ¦
â Anhao, youâre my daughter!â The manâs voice suddenly rang out again. He did not want to scare her, but he was trying to comfort her. When Anhao looked up at him again, the man smiled and said,âChild, youâve suffered for the past twenty years. Itâs my fault. I didnât know of your existence for so many years, and I evenâ¦â
âWhere is Zuo Hancheng?â However, Anhao did not seem to hear the manâs words at all. Her divine eyes moved away from his face indifferently and turned to look at An Ping, whose eyes were red.âTell me!â
The man did not get angry at Anhaoâs indifference. His dark eyes instantly swept across Old Master An, who had been standing in the ward without saying a word.
Receiving the manâs cold and murderous gaze, Old Master An slowly closed his eyes, shook his head gently, and sighed.