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Time, one minute and one second passed.

Everything in the hospital is also going on.

When the bell sounded at four o'clock, there was a person wearing a doctor's costume, even holding the doctor's card, wearing a mask, and headed to the ward.

The nurse on duty moved his eyes slightly, sat drowsy at the door, and waved him in.

After a moment, he walked out quietly.

The guard followed carefully, and the "An Yan Mo" in the room was tested and found that it was just some glucose...

Although the hanging bottle in this room seems to be flowing, and the needle on the back of "An Yan Mo" is also pierced, in fact, the medicine in the hanging bottle does not lead to "An Yan Mo", so, He is absolutely lifeless.

When he realized that what An Xiaowan had expected, he looked at him seriously, immediately returned everything to its original state, and continued to wear an oxygen mask and wiped away all traces.

Outside the ward, the night watchman with the nurse, but in the five minutes before the shift, he suddenly had a stomachache and couldn't help it. He left his post and went to the toilet to diarrhea.

This guard is one of the few Huo guards left.

The nurse recorded everything here with a pinhole camera and continued to pretend to be drowsy.

Twenty minutes passed.

Outside the window, suddenly broke into a shadow!

...

4.50.

The night was silent, and the black clouds weighed heavily in the air, making the chest boring.

An Xiaowan's cell phone suddenly sounded desperately.

It's the phone of the hospital.

She had just picked it up, and heard an anxious cry from there, "Miss Ann, your father...Your father suddenly had a disturbed heartbeat and convulsions, and now sent to the operating room for emergency treatment!"

Sure enough, is it still here?

An Xiaowan's eyes were cold, and when she raised her hand, she threw her phone from the sky to the ground.

The phone snapped and cracked the screen.

The light dimmed, and the voice on the phone stopped abruptly.

Her red lips gently ticked, her hands clenched into fists on her side, allowing her nails to sink into her flesh.

"Du, Yun, Lan... You are really, poisonous heart."

An Xiaowan sneered in the dark and dead air, his eyes complex.

Although her father may not really love Du Yunlan, he never really treated her badly since childhood. Du Yunlan has all the other things that rich wives should have. If they don't, Du Yunlan will give them whatever they want.

Although Anxue was not his father's birth, he went to the same school as An Xiaowan and wore a more expensive brand. There is nothing like eating and wearing that is not the treatment of a pro-daughter. The two sisters quarreled. Both fathers wanted to protect Anxue, and often taught her to treat her better and to take care of her.

But Du Yunlan?

Several times, he started An Yanmo, regardless of the couple's friendship for many years. This time, he still wanted to kill An Yanmo completely for the second time!

"Dad, you really are, you looked away..." An Xiaowan smiled bitterly.

She stood up, deliberately messed up her hair, wore two different slippers, and hurried to the hospital.

Because the mobile phone was broken, she didn't receive the call from the hospital halfway.

Although the driver has been driven the fastest, the distance from home to the hospital is still twenty minutes.

The hospital building was heavy.

An Xiaowan ran up in a hurry, with pale makeup painted in advance on her face.

The doctor came out of the operating room and gently supported her.

"Miss An, people didn't keep it...Mr. An Yanmo had died five minutes ago..."

At the same time, Lotsuke also panicked and ran desperately to knock Huo Shen's door.

He shivered: "Huo Shao... Miss An's father... went."