My Lovely Wife is a Forensic Doctor

The wilderness is endless, with gusts of cold wind.

Mu Yu ran forward, barefoot and wearing thin clothes, because her brother Yihan was in front.

"Brother Yihan, slow down! Wait for me!" she yelled out of breath.

"Xiaoyu, stop chasing, go back."

Xin Yihan's familiar voice rang in front, as gentle as before.

But she couldn't see his people, and could only vaguely see a vague figure walking in front of her.

However, even though she tried her best, she still couldn't catch up with him.

She finally couldn't run. She put her hands on her thighs, gasping for breath, staring at the front closely, for fear of blinking, even the fuzzy figure in front of her could not be seen.

"Don't chase—go back—"

The familiar voice faded away, emptied her heart.

Gritting her teeth, she stepped on her tired body and chased forward again, calling out "Brother Yihan" in a dumb voice.

Finally, the vague figure disappeared in front of her eyes, and she couldn't even hear the distant response.

She also exhausted the last bit of strength, her legs softened and fell to the ground, clutching two handfuls of yellow sand and wailing desperately.

"Xiaoyu! Xiaoyu, wake up! Wake up!"

"Silly boy, it's okay, good boy."

"Doctor! Doctor!"

...

A series of noisy sounds made Mu Yu's ears painful. She wanted to get rid of the sounds that affected her to find Yihan, but her throat suddenly lost her voice. She couldn't say what she wanted to say, and her eyelids were extremely heavy. , So that she could not see the scene in front of her clearly, she could only subconsciously grasp the two yellow sands in her hands, expecting a miracle to happen.

Someone is crying.

Someone is calling her name.

Someone was shaking her body vigorously.

She seemed to be bound, and she couldn't take a step further.

At this moment, Xiao Yuran, who was full of resentment, suddenly stood in front of her and pointed the gun at her sharply: "You killed Yihan! You murderer! I want to avenge Yihan!"

"No! Not me! I..."

"boom!"

"what--"

"Don't be afraid of Xiaoyu!" An arm embraced her tightly, and a sonorous voice sounded in her ears at the same time, "With Dad here, you don't have to be afraid of the sky falling down!"

Mu Yu, who was trembling all over, finally opened his eyes and looked in front of him with horror.

dad?!

mom?!

grandfather?!

Why are they here?

The panic in her eyes suddenly turned into a daze.

And who is the person she does not know who is standing with them?

Where is this again?

Didn’t you chase Yihan in the desert?

Why are you lying in bed again?

White...potion...

It turned out she was in the hospital.

Her mind slowly cleared up.

However, after waking up, her heart was torn again.

Brother Yihan is dead, and she can never catch up.

"Good girl, don't cry. Everything is over." Mu Ziyao wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes for his daughter distressedly.

"Yihan's death does not blame you, this is his life."

"Meiling!" Mu Ziyao obviously felt Mu Yu's body tremble, and immediately scolded his wife.

"What's the use of escaping? Face it calmly is the last word!" Hu Meiling glanced at Mu Ziyao dissatisfiedly, and while holding up Mu Yu's hand, she said sternly, "Mom knows you have always regarded Yihan as your own brother. Look at it, and thank him from the bottom of my heart for taking you out of the haze, so I am very sad for his death. Mom can understand your feelings, you can be sad for him, and feel uncomfortable for him, but you should not blame his death on yourself. His death has nothing to do with you, so you don’t have to feel guilty for this! You shouldn’t be decadent because of his death! Let me finish!"

In view of Mu Ziyao's repeated attempts to interrupt her, Hu Meiling drank him angrily. When she looked at Mu Yu again, her voice softened again, "Yihan is just a passer-by in your life. Mom will also become a passer-by in your life. You have to learn to accept the hurried footsteps of passers-by, and more importantly, cherish the people who have been by your side to care for and love you."

"Ahuan really cares about you." Mu Ziyao agreed with his wife this time.

"Yes, it's Ahuan." Hu Meiling's tone became serious again, "You have been so sick these days, Ahuan has been taking care of you..."

"Mom, I'm a little tired, I want to take a break." Mu Yu lowered his eyes and gently pushed his father away.

"Ahuan is also a victim! Don't add mistakes to others so willfully!"

Seeing Hu Meiling's speech agitated, Qin Xiaozhi was afraid of irritating Mu Yu, and hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him: "Xiao Yu just woke up, you should let her rest."

"She's not tired at all, but running away! She's been lying down for so many days, haven't she had enough rest?" Hu Meiling stared at Mu Yu with her head down with angrily, "Mu Yu, what are you? Are you torturing yourself, or are you torturing us all?"

"Leave her alone." Qin Xiaozhi tried to pull Hu Meiling away.

"I can't let her anymore! Let her own body break down!" Hu Meiling red eyes, "I just want to wake her up!"

"Ziyao, you take Meiling out first, and I'll talk to Xiaoyu."

"Master..."

"You haven't closed your eyes for the past few days. If you continue to do this, your body will be overwhelmed. Leave this to me and you can go back and rest first."

"I'm not worried about this dead girl?" Hu Meiling burst into tears. "She only knows that she is lying in bed every day and thinking about it. Where did we listen to our persuasion? Where did she consider our feelings? If this continues, I will go crazy!"

"Okay, okay, everything will be okay soon." Mu Ziyao saw his wife talk more and more excited. After putting a pillow behind Mu Yu, he handed her to Qin Xiaozhi and stepped forward to force his wife to leave the ward.

Under Qin Xiaozhi's instruction, the medical staff also left the ward immediately.

Only Mu Yu and Qin Xiaozhi remained in the ward for a while.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry."

Seeing that the gray-haired Qin Xiaozhi also had bloodshot eyes, Mu Yu knew that in the past few days when he was in a coma, he also made him feel guilty for a while.

"Stupid boy, you didn't sorry Grandpa. If we have to say sorry between us, then Grandpa is sorry for you."

Qin Xiaozhi sat down on the side of the bed and watched her emphasize her heart. "Before you and Ah Huan matched your grandfather, you heard your parents say what you thought of Xin Yihan. Because Xin Yihan was married to Yin Xiaotian, I too I have found someone to investigate the relationship between you and him, thinking it is just your wishful thinking about him. In order to get you to transfer your heart to Ahuan, I took a lot of effort. If I could investigate more carefully at that time, I might find Xin Yihan's revenge plan may be able to avoid today's tragedy."

"Grandpa, this matter has nothing to do with you." Mu Yu shook his head, "Brother Yihan is a carefully planned revenge plan. How can it be easily discovered?"

Qin Xiaozhi thoughtfully: "This Xin Yihan is very persistent in revenge, and his plan for revenge is also very thorough. From this point of view, external forces cannot change his determination to revenge. "Since he chose to take revenge, it means he has embarked on a path of no return. So I don't have to feel guilty for his death, am I?"

"Ok."

"In that case, why should you feel guilty again? None of this is controlled by your abilities."

Qin Xiaozhi's question was muted.

After a while, she choked up and responded, "I'm not completely guilty, I just feel sad and sad for the death of Brother Yihan."

"You are sad for his death, is it because you love him?"

Mu Yu was choked by the question again, and he involuntarily swayed Qin Jinhuan's face, and subconsciously looked around in the ward.

When she just woke up, she actually saw Qin Jinhuan standing behind the crowd. Although she never looked at him straight, Yu Guangzhong has always had him, and she also saw him follow everyone out of the ward. At this time, she looked around. It is entirely out of a kind of instinct to pursue.

"If you really don't love Ahuan," Qin Xiaozhi paused before continuing to speak, "Ahuan said, he respects your choice."

Mu Yu's heart was stagnant: "What does it mean that he respects my choice?"

"He said that although he loves you, he also knows that a reluctant marriage will not be happy, so no matter what decision you make, he will respect your wishes."

"When did he say this?"

"When you were in a coma and called someone else's name. Xiaoyu, Ah Huan was sincere to you."

Mu Yu lowered his eyes and said nothing.

She didn't know exactly how long she had been in a coma, but she remembered that during this period, she had been chasing her brother Yihan and tried her best to bring him back. She didn't want him to die.

But, does she love Yihan brother?

She buried her face deeply in her knees.

For Xin Yihan's death, she knew that she was indeed overly excited-although she knew that Ling Xiaodong was Xin Yihan, to her, Ling Xiaodong was always unfamiliar to her, and she always referred to him as Brother Yihan.

Qin Jinhuan should be very disappointed

She admitted that when Yin Xiaotian said that Xin Yihan loved her, her heart was really tumbling, and she almost mistakenly thought that she still loved Xin Yihan.

That day, he took the ashes of Ling Xiaodong and Yin Xiaotian to Lingjiazhuang, Qingyuan. Qin Jinhuan was worried that she would be too sad and afraid that she would not listen to him, so he begged Jiang Wenwen to follow along.

On the way, she leaned on Jiang Wenwen's shoulder and cried again and again, she was really distraught.

"Xiaoyu, do you still love Xin Yihan? Don't you love President Qin?" Jiang Wenwen also asked this question.

At that time, her heart throbbed, and Qin Jinhuan's face shook before her eyes as before.

Jiang Wenwen only said that her silence was affirmation, and sighed deeply, "No wonder Qin was so depressed. Xiaoyu, you really failed Qin's heart."

She did not respond to Jiang Wenwen's words, leaning back weakly in the chair, staring out the window blankly.

The street trees outside the window kept flying backwards, just like her passing years, it reminded her a lot...

"Grandpa, I want to see Ahuan."

Qin Xiaozhi was very nervous: "You, don't you really want to break up with Ahuan?"

"I want to talk to him."

"But you...you have to do it yourself."

"I will, thank you Grandpa for reminding me."

Qin Xiaozhi stared at her for a long time, but finally said nothing. After all, he had to tie the bell to untie it.Worried, he sighed out of the ward.

At the same time, Mu Yu lifted the quilt off his body and slowly got out of bed.

Qin Jinhuan came in as soon as she put on her shoes.

He closed the door with his backhand. He stood by the door, pursing his mouth and looking at her from a distance. It was rare to see anxiety in his calm and steady eyes.