Removing his mask, he said calmly to Tianye, “Sorry, we did our best. She was essentially dead when she arrived.” The doctor spoke very calmly, having become numb to the countless deaths he had seen. But what about Tianye? He couldn’t bear it, he really couldn’t bear it.
Tianye said nothing, leaning against the wall, slowly sliding down to sit on the floor, completely stunned. The usually domineering Young Master Tianye had become like a little lamb, appearing lifeless.
At this moment, Hui arrived at the hospital, with Tianye’s father behind him. They stood in front of Tianye, who was sitting on the ground. Hui squatted down and patted Tianye’s arm, and only then did Tianye realize someone was beside him.
Tianye looked up and saw his father. He immediately stood up and pushed Tianzi Xiong against the wall opposite the corridor. Probably in this world, only Tianye would dare to do this to Tianzi Xiong. Not yet satisfied, Tianye walked over, “It was you, it must be you…”
Tianzi Xiong threw a punch at Tianye’s face, sending him spinning. “You little brat, how dare you get physical with your father.”
Tianye lunged again, grabbing his father’s shoulders and shouting, “Did you kill Meiyue? Tell me, tell me why…” Tianye collapsed to the ground crying again.
Tianzi Xiong grabbed Tianye’s arm, “Tianye, don’t go in, come back with me. She’s almost dead.” Although his voice carried a hint of grief, it was mostly a perfunctory attempt to dissuade Tianye.
Tianye shook off his father’s arm, standing with his back turned, and roared loudly, “Leave me alone.” His voice was so high-pitched, it seemed like a declaration of war against the entire world.
Tianzi Xiong was not easily intimidated. He turned his face away and told the seven or eight guards behind him, “Stop the young master.” Instantly, the people around Tianzi Xiong stood up and surrounded Tianye.
None of them dared to lay a hand on Young Master Tianye; they simply surrounded him, trying to block his path.
Tianye was already furious, and now someone was trying to stop him. He lowered his head and glanced at the people around him, then turned back to his father and shouted, “Don’t push me.” His expression was extremely ferocious.
