MTL - The Top Translator Alpha and Her Elite Queen Are Subject To-Chapter 183 The soul of the indifferent big dog asks

Lu Zhixia woke up suddenly, but he couldn't change the news of Shen Tingyun's death.

Yan Fanghua walked over to hug her, both mothers were crying, and the people in the room could hear Lu Zhixia's call of sister, probably she had a nightmare related to Shen Wanqing, she still had Shen Wanqing in her heart.

As the sky was getting dark, Lin Xuan called the doctor to check on Lu Zhixia's condition.

After all, it was her alpha physique, and the overall recovery was good. Before leaving the house, the doctor secretly said to Yan Fanghua, "Pay more attention to her mental state, and see a psychiatrist if she should."

Apart from groaning when Lu Zhixia just woke up, she shed tears silently afterwards.

Yan Fanghua coaxed her to drink porridge, but Lu Zhixia didn't want to, but sipped it.

On the next bed, Shen Tingyu recalled the phone call with Shen Wanqing in a low voice.

He called late at night, saying that Shen Tingyun's cell phone had broken down long ago, and Shen Tingyu's number was found from a notebook.

Shen Tingyun was infected with the local plague, went for a walk in the rainforest and was wounded by a poisonous snake. The rescue was not timely, and he passed away soon.

So Shen Tingyun didn't have time to leave a word. The African side was afraid that the corpse would rot, and at the same time cremated it directly to prevent the plague from continuing to spread. Afterwards, he called Shen Tingyu and mailed the relic back.

"The mobile phone must have been confiscated by the locals." Shen Tingyu had lost his mobile phone when he received the relic. After much deliberation, he decided to go north, "Actually, I didn't want to tell you now. Coincidentally, someone saw it first."

Shen Tingyu has a dilapidated mobile phone, which can make calls, but can't access the Internet, let alone Shen Wanqing's contact information.

Even the news that Shen Wanqing regretted her marriage and severed the relationship with the Shen family was all learned from other people's chatter. Shen Tingyu wiped away tears, choked up and said: "Maybe it is destined, I will give it to you now."

For Shen Yutang, Shen Tingyu didn't have any concerns. When he returned to Haijing City, he was actually thinking about his old mother in his heart.

"I've often dreamed of her recently, and she always said she misses me." Shen Tingyu's words pierced Shen Wanqing's heart even more. She covered her face and cried, "Grandma passed away."

Shen Tingyu froze in place for a few seconds, those dreams might symbolize something, his knees groaned, and finally he lay down on the ground and repeated "my son is not filial" depressingly.

Lin Xuan helped him a few times, and he got up slowly: "Where was she buried? Did she enter the Shen family cemetery?"

Shen Wanqing shook her head, and bluntly said that grandma would not let her speak, and she did not plan to say it for the time being: "Let's talk about it later when the turmoil subsides."

Lu Zhixia drank porridge slowly, leaned against the head of the bed, glanced at Shen Wanqing from time to time, and more often, she stared at the corner of the wall in a daze.

As a bystander, Lin Xuan felt sorry for Shen Wanqing. Without his grandma and father, there was only one grandpa left, who still opposed her everywhere.

She told everyone in the group: Lu Zhixia woke up, but in a normal state, and it was getting dark, so don't bother.

Originally, it was indeed a happy event for the two of them to wake up, but the death of Shen Tingyun cast a layer of mist on the joy.

Although Shen Tingyu missed his mother, he also felt guilty for not being filial for so many years.

Before leaving, he wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with rough hands, and said: "My child, remember to call me when Tingyun is buried."

Shen Wanqing couldn't say more, Lin Xuan helped to send it to the door.

She cried for too long, and her whole body was exhausted. Lin Xuan supported her and persuaded: "Why don't you lie down first."

Shen Wanqing turned her head to look at Lu Zhixia, her eyes met Hong Hong's.

Lu Zhixia's eyes were deep, and she stared at her faintly. Shen Wanqing tried her best to smile, and said hoarsely, "You finally woke up."

Lu Zhixia just stared at her without saying a word, as if looking at a stranger.

Yan Fanghua smoothed things over and asked Shen Wanqing to rest more. At the same time, he pulled Lu Zhixia over and asked her what happened to her on the wedding day?

Lu Zhixia glanced at the corner of the wall, the corner moved, but didn't say anything.

The room was quiet again, and no one deliberately chatted.

The sky was getting dark, Lu Zhixia yawned, she refused to sleep, and stared at the corner of the wall persistently.

Shen Wanqing didn't sleep either, she had been paying attention to Lu Zhixia, she looked at the corner of her eyes, it didn't look like she was staring at the void in a daze.

Shen Wanqing turned to her mobile phone and silently sent a message to Yan Fanghua.

Yan Fanghua had the same idea as her, the Amber River should be in the corner.

At this moment, Lin Xuan got up and walked towards the window. Lu Zhixia straightened her back and stared at her nervously.

Neither Yan Fanghua nor Shen Wanqing made a sound, Lin Xuan also noticed her movements, and said proactively, "I'm going to draw the curtains, it's getting dark."

Lu Zhixia stared at Lin Xuan intently, when she stretched out her hand to pull the curtain, Lu Zhixia almost sat up, her Adam's apple swallowed.

Lin Xuan slowly closed the curtains, returned to Shen Wanqing's bedside, and Lu Zhixia sat back slowly.

Everyone didn't have much appetite, Lu Zhixia drank some porridge, and Shen Wanqing only drank some soup after being persuaded by Lin Xuan for a long time.

There have been too many things happening recently, and Shen Tingyun's news is even worse.

The room was lifeless, Yan Fanghua observed Lu Zhixia, and would slip away because she maintained a posture for a long time.

Yan Fanghua didn't expect that Shen Tingyun would die, she didn't think at all that she might be a really unfortunate person, her family, because of her, became disfigured, and now even her daughter is like this.

When sad thoughts come up, people will be too tired to breathe, and Yan Fanghua groans deeply, as if sighing.

Lu Zhixia started to feel sleepy, she sat on the head of the bed, stared at the eyes in the corner and started fighting.

Shen Wanqing was actually tired too, but she couldn't bear to look away. Even though Lu Zhixia didn't respond, she kept watching.

Lin Xuan was also sleepy, lying on a chair and fiddling with his phone, while other people in the group were asking Lu Zhixia's reaction to Shen Wanqing.

Lu Zhixia's indifference was within everyone's expectations, and Shen Wanqing's attitude was normal. Lin Xuan hesitated for a while, and wrote in the group: Wan Qing's father passed away.

The chatting and gossiping group suddenly became silent, and everyone was sighing, lamenting that Shen Wanqing was not easy.

Lin Xuan: So, don't be too harsh on Wanwan, she is just a top oga, and also a girl. In the past, no one loves anyone, and she has no right to like anything. The Shen family planned everything for her. Now she likes Lu Zhixia, she didn't hurt Lu Zhixia on purpose no matter what she did in the past. If she pursues, I hope everyone can help, don't stop me, thank you everyone.

Lu Zhixia's body gradually fell down, and Yan Fanghua carefully put her down.

Shen Wanqing sat up at this time, touched Zhilu Zhixia's bed, and whispered, "I'll just sit on the side, is that okay?"

Having not looked at this face carefully for a long time, Shen Wanqing sat by the bed and looked at it carefully.

The brows and eyes that used to be full of sunshine are now sad. Shen Wanqing stretched out her hand. She wanted to caress her fair skin, but she was afraid of waking her up.

Yan Fanghua signaled Shen Wanqing to lie down, and brought her quilt over, Shen Wanqing obediently leaned against Lu Zhixia.

Lu Zhixia seemed to feel it, and also moved towards Shen Wanqing, and finally buried her small face in her brother's mouth, and fell asleep whirringly.

Lin Xuan secretly heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately the most genuine reaction was the desire to get close.

The familiar ambergris was very faint, but it was enough to make Shen Wanqing feel at ease.

She hadn't slept next to Lu Zhixia for a long time, the familiar feeling made her heart throb, and when she heard the sound of sleeping, the happiness in her heart almost overflowed.

At the same time, it is the sourness that arises, how clingy the little guy is now, how coldly he keeps his distance when he is awake.

Lu Zhixia still had dreams, Shen Wanqing hugged her and stroked her back gently.

She is like an insecure puppy, her body sometimes twitches and makes whimpering sounds.

Shen Wanqing's gentle caress can make her gradually calm down.

Yan Fanghua walked to the door, meaning to go out for a while, Lin Xuan nodded.

After going out the door, Yan Fanghua's tears rushed to fall.

She lowered her head and went all the way downstairs to the door. In the hospital at night, family members who couldn't sleep would gather downstairs to smoke.

As if the tears were endless, Yan Fanghua leaned against the corner of the wall, covered her face, and the tears flowed down the cracks.

Lu Yuansheng died, but she didn't cry in front of Lu Zhixia;

Knowing that Lu Zhixia may have a serious mental illness, she did not shed tears in front of her child;

When she learned of Shen Tingyun's death today, her tear valve seemed to be at its limit, she couldn't bear it, and she also cried amidst Shen Wanqing's crying.

In front of the child, Yan Fanghua still restrained herself, she didn't dare to be overly sad.

Now in the dead of night, Yan Fanghua choked up and cried, she didn't want to blame anyone, she couldn't even speak clearly, she murmured tremblingly: "Old Lu, if you are really alive, please bless Xiaoxia."

She only has Lu Zhixia, and she has only one wish: hope that Lu Zhixia is healthy, safe and happy.

People are ambitious when they are young. As they grow older, after experiencing the ups and downs of life, their inner thoughts will become simple and pure.

But at that time, it is often found that the simpler it is, the more difficult it is to achieve.

Peace, health, and happiness are all difficult.

When Yan Fanghua returned to the room, only the corridor lamp was left in the ward, and Lin Xuan sat in the dark, looking back at her.

She walked to the bed, sat on the folding chair, and was also ready to rest.

When the night was very dark, Lu Zhixia woke up suddenly. She was nestled in a warm embrace, her subconscious movement was to desire more, and she squeezed towards the warm direction.

When she realized that it was Shen Wanqing's embrace, her body froze there. Lu Zhixia lay upright for a while, listening to the sound of humming and Xi in the ward, everyone was sound asleep.

Lu Zhixia slowly hid back, opened the distance, and stared at the face in front of him.

Shen Wanqing lost a lot of weight, her palm-sized face was full of haggardness and sadness, even when she fell asleep, she frowned slightly.

The ends of her eyes were cloudy, in stark contrast to the cold white skin, and tears were slowly falling from the corners of her eyes.

Lu Zhixia slowly stretched out her hand, and with her open palm, she caught the tears rolling down one after another.

The warm dehydration turned cold in an instant, and she used her clothes to taunt the tears away to avoid falling into her hair and ears.

Shen Wanqing seemed to be having a nightmare, and she shed more tears.

Lu Zhixia frowned, her eyes were sore, she turned over slowly, raised her hands to cover her eyes, and twitched her nose, so that the tears didn't fall.

Yan Fanghua tilted her head slightly, squinted her eyes, and stared at Lu Zhixia for a long time.

She sat up slowly, her lowered gaze gradually raised, and finally landed on the corner of the wall.

Lu Zhixia raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, and the quilt made a rustling sound.

She twitched her nose again, coughed lightly, and Shen Wanqing slowly opened her eyes.

Lu Zhixia's shoulder blades were protruding, and she had lost a lot of weight. The hospital gown was loose and bulky, as if a monster had swallowed her.

She got off the bed softly, walked slowly towards the corner, raised her hand and repeatedly wiped the corners of her eyes, choked up like a child, and asked, "Why?"