Little Jin and Youyou were her life, so she couldn't risk it.

Li qingcang's heart was beating rapidly.

The rapid jumping sound made li qingcang's ears ring.

Li qingcang, who had always been calm and collected, stood up. let me think about it.

Li qingcang rushed out of the ward and rushed to the rooftop. He punched the wall of the rooftop hard.

Where it hit, some fine cracks slowly appeared.

Blood seeped out from the back of li qingcang's finger.

The blood was terrifying.

Li qingcang's body trembled uncontrollably. He suppressed the restlessness and uneasiness in his heart and gritted his teeth.

Fresh blood spread between his lips.

This was pain.

The pain that could be described was not pain.

This kind of pain was indescribable.

He couldn't even tell anyone how uneasy he was at this moment.

The cool night wind blew on his face, which was holding back his anger. His eyes were red, and faint blood vessels filled the corners of his eyes.