"Really?"

"Really, well, meat, there is no time to talk about it. Let‘s go quickly, shall we?"

"All right." Meat nodded and helped Claudia to get up with his meager strength. The two men held hands and followed him to the elevator.

*

Hospital.

The operating room was red and the air was full of disinfectant.

Rowan sat in a chair with his elbows on his knees and his hands over his face.

I don‘t know how long it took, from far to near, footsteps hurried.

He turned his head and saw Claudia and meat.

"How? How is aunt Shu?"

"Inside." Rowan replied in a cold tone.

Claudia knew he blamed himself.

If it weren‘t for her sudden past with meat, Shu Xiaolei wouldn‘t have been ill.

She really didn‘t mean it.

How could she have thought that Shu Xiaolei was not happy but frightened when she saw the meat?

This kind of reaction also made her more and more suspicious.

What is the barrier between her and Rowan?

It seems that everyone knows.

Shu Xiaolei, Feng Nuanxin, Wen Chenglin and possibly even Rowan knew, but only she was kept in the dark.

How unbearable is the truth?

"You blame me?"

After a long silence, Claudia asked this sentence.

Rowan looked at her and her phoenix eyes were as cold as ice. "I just want to know, are you so eager?"

"Yes!" Claudia gritted his teeth and replied angrily, "I just can‘t wait! How!"

"You!" Disappointed and mocking, he shook his head. "Forget it."

Forget it, what do you mean?

He thought she wanted to turn herself into this ghost!

"Rowan, you..."

"Bad people!"

To their surprise, the meat suddenly pointed at Rowan and shouted.

The little child did not make any special noise when he tried his best, but these two words were no different from the sharp arrow ed into Rowan‘s heart.

"Meat?"

"You bullied my mother!" The meat and meat felt that it was not enough to talk about it, but they also got started.

Hit Rowan with his little fist.

Insufficient trauma, complete internal injury.

"Meat, meat, don‘t do this." Claudia was shocked and hugged him quickly. "What‘s wrong with you? Come on, this is dad."

In the latter sentence, she said softly to the little fellow.

Who knew that the little fellow was short of breath and retorted, "No! He is not my father! He bullied his mother!"

Turning around, the meat dumplings hugged Claudia‘s neck, "don‘t want him! Mom! Let‘s go! Don‘t want him!"

"Meat?"

"Wow!"

What was even more unexpected was that the meat burst into tears.

This frightened Claudia.

She had never seen her son cry so hard.

"Don‘t cry about meat, don‘t cry." When her son cried, her eyes turned red and she was distressed to death.

Rowan looked at the mother and son, wearily holding his forehead.

"Mrs. Wen, right? I‘ll help you."

He said to Claudia, "I will fulfill your name, Mrs. Wen. I will give you your name. You are satisfied."

"Rowan, you are an asshole!" Claudia patted the meat on the back and said, "Help me, right? Well, Rowan, if you don‘t want to be well, just hold it together and torture it to death. Anyway, I won‘t let you go, never!"

With that, she strode away with meat in her arms.

It was not until their mother and son disappeared at the corner of the corridor that Rowan‘s legs softened and he sat down in the chair behind him.

Raising his arm to cover his eyes, he vomited a mouthful of turbid air.

How did this happen?

What the hell went wrong?

After three hours of surgery, Shu Xiaolei was transferred to the intensive care unit for observation.

The doctor told Rowan, "Ms. Shu has officially entered the final stage of her life. Don‘t give her any more stimulation, try to keep her physically and mentally happy, after all."

After a pause, the doctor patted him on the shoulder. "There is not much we can do for her."

To be precise, there is nothing that can be done for her.

He‘s sorry about aunt.

The only thing menstruation wanted him to do was for his one thing, which he could not do.