Chapter 663
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An Xiaxia stood rooted to the ground. If it wasn't for Sheng Yize supporting her, she would have fallen to the ground.
She immediately called Zhou Shiqiao. Zhou Shiqiao said regretfully, "The last terrorist was carrying explosives on him … In order to save people, he died together with that person … The area affected by the explosion was razed to the ground … His body was not found …"
An Xiaxia put her hand in her mouth and bit it hard to stop herself from crying.
"What's wrong?" Sheng Yize asked with a frown.
An Xiaxia's eyes were red. She said, "Kang Jian is dead."
Sheng Yize was stunned.
He still remembered how pitifully An Xiaxia cried when Kang Jian joined the army.
Back then, they were separated by life. But this time, they were separated by death.
Sheng Yize was helpless. He was a human, not a god. He couldn't decide the life and death of others.
The only thing he could do was to pat her back and repeat, "Don't cry. Be a good girl, Xiaxia."
An Xiaxia leaned on his shoulder and sobbed softly. Sheng Yize's heart throbbed painfully.
The last thing he wanted to see in this world was An Xiaxia's tears.
With a thought, he moved his palm and chopped the back of An Xiaxia's neck. An Xiaxia soon fainted.
He carried her and sent her to the hospital.
The top doctors of the Sheng family had been waiting for a long time. When they saw An Xiaxia, they couldn't help but twitch their lips.
They thought it was a serious patient. They didn't expect it to be a minor injury.
"What are you waiting for? Treat her wound! " Sheng Yize said coldly. The doctors quickly surrounded An Xiaxia and treated the wound on her hand.
A group of doctors who used their talents to crack a nut wrapped two bows around An Xiaxia's hands.
Sheng Yize stayed by the bed for a while. He thought about it and said, "Get a psychiatrist here."
Usually, people who experienced such a disaster would be traumatized.
He didn't want An Xiaxia to suffer.
An Xiaxia didn't sleep well. Her delicate brows were tightly furrowed. Sheng Yize reached out and carefully pinched her face.
He was supposed to hate her, but his heart was filled with nothing but heartache.
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Sheng Yize was busy with work, so he went to the branch office to deal with business after staying the night. However, the ward was bustling with people visiting An Xiaxia one after another.
Family, friends, colleagues … One wave after another.
After learning about Wen Qing and He Dongyang's relationship, the people from the morning news agency all sighed.
"What a pity … They seem to be only children."
"That's right. Even if we give them compensation, the elderly at home will definitely feel bad …"
"It's a natural disaster, everything is fate …"
An inappropriate female voice rang out, "So? Why did you come to see her? Why is she the only one alive and the others are dead? "
Everyone turned around and looked at the person at the door speechlessly.
Beautiful dress, exquisite makeup, from head to toe, impeccable perfection.
Li Fanxing smiled and walked in arrogantly in her high heels. "How does it feel to drag out an ignoble existence? To be honest, you might as well be dead. Won't you blame yourself for coming back alive? "
Someone said with dissatisfaction, "Miss, aren't your words too vicious? The dead are gone. Those who survived are already lucky. Why do you have to say such hurtful words? "
"Is she even human?" Li Fanxing was extremely vicious. "I always thought the one lying on the bed was a dog."
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