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nChapter 865: The Vague Truth

nOld Master An’s eyes were filled with complicated emotions. He didn’t say a word when he saw that Anhao was awake, but there was obvious pain in his eyes.

nThe old lady’s face was filled with tears, but when she saw that Anhao had woken up, she forced a kind smile and looked at her.

nThe tall middle-aged man in the black trench coat looked at Anhao with a gaze that she could not understand. It was like he was amazed, satisfied, and relieved, but also like the dust had settled.

nHowever, Anhao didn’t care about all of this. She only heard all kinds of noises in her ears, but she didn’t hear a single word of those strange conversations.

nThe only thing she knew was that An Ping kept calling her name in front of the An family. An Ping admitted that she was the granddaughter of the An family in front of the An family, and An Ping was calling her mother…Mother…

nAnhao’s throat was so dry that she couldn’t speak. She didn’t know what was wrong with her. There were no more injuries on her body. At most, there were some strangulation marks.

nBut she didn’t have the strength. Only the doctor went back and forth to treat her. When the doctor asked An Ping to help her up, An Ping’s hand gently caressed her back and helped Anhao sit up from the bed. She sat beside her and caressed her while leaning into her ear and saying lovingly and gently,” You’ve been suffering from a fever for three whole days, but the doctor wants to give you medicine and injections, but you’re resisting. You’re obviously unconscious, but you’ve been resisting, so these days we’ve been trying our best to help you physically lower your temperature. My poor child, you’ve finally made it through. If your fever doesn’t go down tonight, we’ll really force the doctor to give you an injection…”

nAnhao’s voice was muffled. She sat on the bed and let the doctor examine her. She closed her eyes tiredly without saying a word.

nHer memory was stuck in the farm where the fire was intertwined, and the sky was illuminated by the fire.

nFor the past few days, she had been having a dream when she was having a fever. In her dream, Zuo Hancheng asked her when she was going to return their King Kong Calabash Brothers to him…

nWas it because of this that she had been resisting the doctor’s injections and medicine?

nShe did not know how she resisted in her dream, but she did dream of Zuo Hancheng’s words.

nA few nights before the accident, they still did not take any measures. This time, she was not injured. Other than choking on the billowing smoke, there were no signs of injury. What if there was…

nIf she did, she could not let Zuo Hancheng down again. She could not be so reckless that she did not even have the ability to protect their child.

nThe doctor was checking her condition and temperature. Anhao’s head was held by An Ping and leaned against her shoulder, but Anhao did not feel any warmth. She only watched as the doctors used some cold things to stop on her body.

nIt wasn’t until the doctor left that she didn’t hear what he said clearly. Most of the words he said were about Anhao’s health.

nHowever, when An Ping asked for some water to feed her, Anhao took a few sips of water from the straw on the glass.

nThe cup of water was taken away. She lifted her head from An Ping’s arms in a daze and pushed away her mother’s embrace without any reluctance. She only looked at everyone in the ward indifferently, ignoring the complicated expressions on their faces. She turned to look outside the ward. There seemed to be D’s figure, but D did not come in.

nAnhao looked in D’s direction. Even though the door to the ward was closed and he might not be able to hear her voice, she still sat on the bed and asked with a cold expression,””Where’s Zuo Hancheng?”

n“Where is Zuo Hancheng…”

nWhen An Ping saw her almost dejected gaze, her face was filled with heartache and she could not speak.”Child…”

nHowever, Anhao did not seem to notice the heartache in An Ping’s eyes. She only looked around at the other people in the ward.”Where is Zuo Hancheng?”

nNo one spoke in the ward, only Anhao asked,””Where is Zuo Hancheng? Where is he?”

nAnhao’s voice became louder and louder. Finally, the tall man in the black trench coat walked over and looked straight at Anhao. When Anhao saw the man, she paused slightly because of his cold and inexplicably powerful aura. It was as if he was the only one in the room who could give her an answer.

nShe looked at him and asked clearly,””Zuo Hancheng, my husband, where is he?”

n“If there’s one less man in this world to love you, from now on, I’ll love you in Vllen’s place. Child, you are a pearl that I lost in this world. I will let you recover your glory step by step.”

nAnhao tilted her head slightly and suddenly smiled.

nShe felt that the man’s words were a little strange.

nWhat did she mean by there was one less man in the world to love her?

nZuo Hancheng was the only man in this world, and he was the only one who loved her. What did she mean by ‘less’? How could there be less? Zuo Hancheng was still alive!

nHowever, she could not say anything because the middle-aged man looked at her with heartache and an inexplicable glimmer in his eyes. It was as if he had finally hoped for something, the kind of suppressed excitement.

nMingzhu…

nHaha.

nZuo Hancheng had said it before, what was so important about someone else’s pearl? As long as she was his favorite…

nAnhao subconsciously raised her hand to touch her ear. The diamond earrings that Zuo Hancheng had personally put on were not there.

nAn irrepressible sense of loss engulfed her. That’s right, the pair of earrings had been pulled down by Gu Shishi and thrown on the ground. Such a small thing must have been buried underground after such a serious explosion…

n” Anhao, you’re my daughter!” The man’s voice suddenly rang out again. He did not want to scare her, but he was trying to comfort her. When Anhao looked up at him again, the man smiled and said,”Child, you’ve suffered for the past twenty years. It’s my fault. I didn’t know of your existence for so many years, and I even…”

n“Where is Zuo Hancheng?” However, Anhao did not seem to hear the man’s words at all. Her divine eyes moved away from his face indifferently and turned to look at An Ping, whose eyes were red.”Tell me!”

nThe man did not get angry at Anhao’s indifference. His dark eyes instantly swept across Old Master An, who had been standing in the ward without saying a word.

nReceiving the man’s cold and murderous gaze, Old Master An slowly closed his eyes, shook his head gently, and sighed.

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