Chapter 507 If There Is an Afterlife, Marry Me

Mu Wanqing's capsules were all painted with smiling faces.

Every letter she wrote was so cheerful and lively, and she tried hard not to bring the negative emotions of parting to others.

However, she did know that she was leaving.

The sadness and despair between the lines cannot be easily hidden by the tone of voice. The deep-rooted regret and love pour into the handwriting...

It also hurt Ye Yuchen's heart.

"Yu Chen, after I leave, I hope this bottle of love letter capsule can become your treasure! Once you have it, you won't be bullied by the priest, otherwise I will be unhappy."

"Hmm... And, you have to promise me that if there is an afterlife, you are not allowed to fall in love with another woman! Marry me, marry me, marry me. Say important things three times! Did you hear that? Remember to marry me!"

Ye Yuchen rolled up the little love letter again, tied it with a small aluminum ring, and put it back into the bag.

He put away the glass bottle and couldn't stand it anymore...

His eyes suddenly turned red, and there was a hazy mist in front of his eyes, which was a little moist. In the narrow phoenix eyes, the ink eyes shone with a glistening luster, which were tears.

"No... Mu Xiaoqing will be fine..."

Qiao Wei sobbed softly, and her soft cries continued in the corridor, making the entire atmosphere depressed.

Ye Yuchen bent over and sat on the bench, resting his elbows on his knees and covering his eyes with his big palms, but tears eventually slowly flowed down from his eyes and dripped onto his suit.

Angina, severe, throbbing pain.

Countless different pain methods invaded his heart at the same time and even spread to the whole body, penetrating into the bone marrow and meridians, gouging out the apex of his heart and coursing with the gradually cooling blood...

She thought she was not married yet.

But he knew that she was already his legitimate wife.

As early as when she first moved into the Rose Garden, as early as she had not yet fully opened her heart to him, as early as when he first fell in love...

Now, she actually wants to leave him.

"Ye Yuchen, you are a loser..."

"Gong Lichuan, stop."

At this moment, Gong Lichuan rushed over in a rage. He raised his fist and was about to hit Ye Yuchen on the head, but Wen Shixian stopped him without any scruples.

Seeing that his fist was about to hit Wen Shixian's face, Gong Lichuan's eyes narrowed suddenly and he suddenly stopped his hand, "Xian'er! You..."

"It's not his fault." Wen Shixian frowned slightly, "Qing'er was discharged from the hospital, which was agreed by all of us."

Gong Lichuan suppressed his overwhelming anger, turned around and smashed his fist against the wall, followed by a furious roar.

Indeed, it's not Ye Yuchen's fault.

It was all of them who were wrong...but was it because they wanted to help the dying patient realize her last wish in life?

If I ask Mu Wanqing again, she may still not regret it.

The corridor outside the operating room once again fell into an unprecedented depressed atmosphere. The quiet air echoed with the sound of slight sobbing. In addition, it was so suppressed that you could hardly even breathe...

Time passed by minute by minute.

The setting sun was setting in the west, the sunset gradually converged behind the moon, and sparse stars hung in the night sky, but the red light in the operating room still remained on.

"Have something to eat."

Xiang Yang bought some food and placed his handbag on a bench nearby, but no one moved it.

Finally, the door to the operating room was pushed open.

The red light was still on. Wen Yuzhe walked out of the operating room wearing a white coat, looking a little tired.

"How's it going?" Gong Lichuan rushed forward and asked anxiously, "Has Qing'er been rescued? Speak!"