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Master Zhan, Calm Down!

Chapter 978
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978 His last moments (3)

He had never let her not worry for a day, Yingluo.

He was sorry to his father.

He didn’t remember any of the life principles his father had taught him.

He was disappointed.

i’m sorry, i’m sorry, my sister.

In the blink of an eye, she was already six months pregnant, yet she was still here with him, watching over him, feeling sad and sad for him.

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in the end, yingluo even let xiao yezi down.

He was useless and could no longer sustain his life. He was the one who let her down, from a young age to an adult. He was the one who had let down the child in her stomach, Yingluo. Perhaps he really wasn’t worthy of being a father.

Perhaps, he would have to pay with his life for everything he had done.

Perhaps, he would really go to hell.

Finally ...

That moment still came.

His brain buzzed, and his ears seemed to have gone deaf for a moment. Immediately after that, a sharp pain came from his bones, his limbs, and his heart. As the blood flowed through every corner of his body, the intense pain began to scream in every cell in his body.

His body began to convulse uncontrollably.

He couldn’t hear anything, but he seemed to see his mother screaming desperately, holding his hand and crying. Then he realized that the door of the isolation room seemed to be open, and countless nurses and doctors rushed in to hold his hands and legs, not letting him struggle. Then he was quickly pushed out.

“Su Xun, my son, my son, Yueyue!”

At this moment, Su Xun’s mother was on the verge of a mental breakdown. She rushed out desperately and tried to hold her son’s hand again. However, just as she was about to grab it again, a strong force suddenly grabbed her. She desperately reached out and cried out loud, but she was held tightly in someone’s arms, not allowing her to rush over.

my son Yingluo, my son Yingluo hubby, please save our son Yingluo. He’s still so young, he’s only 24 years old, only 24 years old. Please save him, save him, Yingluo.

Su chen could only clench his fists and tighten his arms to stop her from crying. He held her in his arms. He was usually gentle, but his mature and steady eyes were red.

Outside the isolation room, no one had left.

Rong Zhan, sang Xia, li yunchen, Jun hang, en you, Leng Xiaomo, Su Li, and Chen nianbai.

Even the older generation like li hanfei, Gu Liang, and Rong beixiao.

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The moment he pushed it out, almost all his friends and relatives had rushed over and watched him leave.

Everyone clenched their fists tightly and their eyes turned red.

Su Li had long been crying in Chen nianbai’s arms.

Just as Su Xun’s mother knelt on the ground and cried loudly in her arms, the electric elevator door suddenly opened.

A small figure rushed over madly.

Xiao Yezi was holding something that looked like a locked box in her hand. Her hair was messy, her clothes were messy, and her arms were covered in dirt and even grazed. However, she seemed to have not noticed anything and rushed over like a crazy person. She saw everyone standing there with red eyes from crying. When she saw the empty isolation room, she was stunned.

She slowly stopped and widened her eyes. The next second, she suddenly felt her feet go soft, almost making her lose her balance.

“su xun, i’m here to save you. su xun, i’m here to save you.”

Xiao Yezi mumbled and mumbled, but when she looked at the empty isolation room, she seemed to realize something and almost fainted.

[ author: I’m crying my heart out. In the 100-update countdown, brother Jiu wrote that master Zhan’s coquettish BA Hua and the little che Bao were acting like demons. Oh my God, it’s super warm, super sweet, and super healing. I was so happy the whole time. Unkind spoiler, cover your face, stay up late to continue ‘crying’. I’m rolling around and acting cute to get a ticket. ]