"That‘s enough, Grandpa." If Carl stopped the war, "I will deal with these things and don‘t need Grandpa to bother."

"You－－"

… …

I didn‘t listen to the rest of the argument, and my mind stayed at the last sentence of the thin war, "instead of letting Summer‘s children－"－

I know, this is the key, but Carl interrupted it.

I didn‘t listen to anything.

However, my feeling of anxiety and panic is becoming more and more obvious. I want to know what the thin war is going to say, but everything has come to an abrupt end like this.

I‘m afraid I‘m going crazy.

The feeling of depression in the chest also spread.

Before, I was worried that Zhou Huai‘an would be involved in the water and did not dare to look for Zhou Huai‘an again. Now, I can no longer bear it. Otherwise, such truth will kill me sooner or later.

I gradually slipped off the door panel.

Gasp for breath.

I don‘t know when the outside voice stopped. Even when Carl left, I don‘t know. I woke up in a daze and fell asleep again and again, repeated countless times.

When I really returned to absolute being, the sky had turned pale and brightened.

However, this large room makes me feel extremely scared.

Originally, I felt at ease holding Carl, but now, when the real side of Carl was exposed to me, I felt horrible.

Even, I think anything in this room may suddenly be full of life, laughing or crying at me.

That kind of feeling, let my nerves tight can no longer tighten.

In my mind, following the thin war, as long as I am sober, I am thinking about all kinds of problems.

It will never stop.

I am waiting for the time. When it is dawn, I will call Zhou Huai‘an as soon as possible.

I‘ve really had enough.

… …

Seven in the morning.

I didn‘t wait to call Zhou Huai‘an, but I accidentally saw the news on TV.

Because I didn‘t want to be alone in such a big bedroom, I chose to turn on the TV. At least I felt popular. As a result, I saw such an unexpected news.

"The Public Relations Department of Bo‘s Group released a press release this morning. The son of Mr. Carl, president of Bo‘s Group, died of illness at St. Mary‘s Hospital at 4： 28 a.m. This morning. Mr. Carl is deeply saddened and has set up the Bo‘s Leukemia Fund to benefit children with leukemia."

The rest is a tribute to the Bo Group.

Basically, a large enterprise will do charity, not really charity, but in order to offset the tax revenue can also end up with a good reputation, such a card, who will play.

And my attention was completely attracted by the death of the child.

Is this child dead?

In the hospital, I had no idea what had happened to the child. Seeing Deng Frame chasing Carl, I really thought it was a bitter plan.

It is a kind of instinct, instinctive feeling, this woman is a master of hard work.

As a result, now I am told naked that the child is dead?

Or did you die of leukemia?

The word "leukemia" is really not uncommon in today‘s society. There are many children with leukemia who come and go due to decoration or various problems.

However, at this moment, I was inexplicably gripped by my nerves.

As if, this leukemia is closely related to mine. But I can‘t remember.

My hand, made a completely unconscious movement, I blocked my lower abdomen, although, my lower abdomen has already been flat.

Why is this?

Is it because of this child that Bo Zhan came to Carl? Is it also because of this child that Carl appeared in the hospital yesterday?

Is this the same child that Zhou Huai‘an and I are hesitant about?

All the news pressed me. After I took a deep breath, I didn‘t hesitate any more. I called Zhou Huai‘an directly. Zhou Huai‘an‘s phone rang for a while before I picked it up.

Zhou Huai‘an‘s voice was calm： "I saw the news."

I stared blankly and reacted. He said the news of Carl‘s son‘s death. I didn‘t speak at the moment because I didn‘t know where to find a breakthrough.