Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

Chapter 593 Qiao Ruyi, I don’t have MOMO anymore

MOMO's body temperature had completely cooled down, and the vital signs line displayed on the machine next to her had completely become a straight line, and the light on the machine no longer flashed.

Ling Che stood there for a long time, staring at the gray female wolf. He felt as if his heart had been hollowed out, and it was so empty and painful.

Dr. Mike walked in from outside and stood beside him. "Mr. Ling, my condolences."

Ling Che clenched his hands at his sides into fists, squeezing so hard that his knuckles turned white.

He turned his head to look at Dr. Mike, his scarlet eyes full of sharpness, "Why didn't you report MOMO's situation earlier?"

Before this, he had never received any news about MOMO being in bad condition!

"That's exactly what I wanted to tell Mr. Ling." Dr. Mike looked at him, frowning. "Momo has been in good condition lately. She just took a nutritional supplement this morning and played in the snow for a while."

"When the staff were about to bring her back, they found her lying on the ground in a very bad condition," Dr. Mike said. "When I examined her, I found that her vital signs were already failing."

Hearing his words, Ling Che's eyes became even more fierce and cruel, and his voice was icy cold, "Someone hurt her?"

He spent a lot of money to support people like Ling Gong, but someone actually harmed MOMO right under his nose!

"Mr. Ling," Dr. Mike suggested, "If you allow me, I would like to perform an autopsy on Momo to find out the cause of her death."

Ling Che turned his head to look at the bed, his chest heaving violently.

"check."

He spat out the word in a cold voice and strode out.

Qiao Ruyi didn't know what the two of them said, but she saw Ling Che's expression was very bad. He walked out of the ward and strode away. Qiao Ruyi hurriedly chased after him.

Ling Che went straight to the top floor. When Qiao Ruyi chased him, she just happened to see his straight back.

He stood at the railing, and the wind blew up the corners of his clothes.

The brown chestnut hair was blown slightly by the wind, faintly covering his eyebrows and eyes.

Qiao Ruyi stood quietly beside him, watching him staring into the distance without saying a word.

Looking from this position, you can see MOMO's Arctic snow.

Ling Che took a cigarette from the pack and took out his lighter to light it. He didn't know if it was because the wind was too strong or his hands were shaking, but he couldn't light it after trying several times.

He was a little annoyed, and suddenly a white hand reached out and took the lighter from his hand.

He turned his head and met Qiao Ruyi's red eyes.

Qiao Ruyi took out his lighter and lit the cigarette he was holding with a "click".

Ling Che took a puff of his cigarette and suppressed the strong emotions in his chest.

He held a cigarette in one hand and held Qiao Ruyi in his arms with the other, his chin resting on the top of her head.

He hugged her tightly, and Qiao Ruyi's face was pressed tightly against his chest, and her ears hurt from his pounding heartbeat.

Qiao Ruyi heard his low and hoarse voice sounding above her head.

"Qiao Ruyi, I don't have MOMO anymore."

When Qiao Ruyi heard this, her heart trembled, and it hurt as if someone was grabbing it tightly.

She raised her hands and hugged Ling Che tightly, whispering against his chest, "Momo may be missing her parents, so she went to find them. We should bless her."

Qiao Ruyi has experienced birth, old age, sickness, death and separation in this world many times. She doesn't know how to comfort Ling Che, because she also learned to adapt and grow through separations again and again.

She only knew that Ling Che must be heartbroken right now, so she could only hug him longer, tighter and tighter.

Neither of them said anything more and just hugged each other for a long time.

"Mr. Ling."

Qi Jin's voice came from the stairs, "Dr. Mike wants to see you."

......

In the dim room, a young man was kicked by Qi Shui and fell to his knees.

There were footsteps at the door, and then a pair of shiny leather shoes walked in from outside. The man looked up and met a pair of eyes filled with cruelty, which scared him so much that he trembled all over.

Without saying a word, Ling Che took the stick handed to him by Qi Jin, walked up to the man in two or three steps, and swung the stick down fiercely!

"what--"

The man on the ground howled and grimaced in pain.

Ling Che didn't care about his life or death at all, and swung the stick at him again and again.

With every swing of the stick, Dr. Mike's words rang in his ears.

"MOMO is organ failure caused by poisoning, and the toxicity is enough to cause death within a short period of time."

"The housekeeper checked and found out that it was the person who was responsible for giving MOMO the nutritional supplements who did it."

"Ah——" the man's painful howl echoed throughout the room.

The vicious stick hit him hard, making a dull sound, and the man seemed to hear the sound of his bones being broken.

Ling Che remained calm, his eyes were filled with fierceness. He stopped only after swinging the stick at the man for the last time.

The man on the ground was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe, his face was ashen, and he couldn't utter a word.

He thought the other party had stopped and could let him go, but the next second his eyes widened in horror.

Ling Che took off his coat and threw it to Qi Jin, then took the Swiss Army knife from him.

He looked down at the man on the ground, turned his neck, and a charming smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"If you have the guts to poison someone, you must have the guts to pay with your life, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, without giving the man any chance to beg for mercy, he raised his knife without blinking and cut the man's tendons with one stroke.

Heart-wrenching screams suddenly rang out in the dim room.

Qiao Ruyi did not go in, but stood with his back against the wall at the door.

Just by hearing the noise inside, you can tell how tragic it is.

The man screamed one after another, each one weaker than the last, until he could no longer scream.

Qiao Ruyi lowered her eyes and stopped listening to the noise inside.

A tall figure walked out of the room. Qiao Ruyi turned around and looked at the man.

His handsome face was splattered with scarlet blood, which dotted his sharp features and made him look more refined.

Her eyes fell on his hands, those slender, handsome hands were also stained with blood.

Ling Che stared at her, as if afraid of scaring her. He was about to take a shower and change clothes, but he didn't expect her to take out a small handkerchief from somewhere, stand in front of him on tiptoe and gently wipe his face.

Qiao Ruyi gently wiped the blood off his face, then wiped his hands.

The air around them was filled with the smell of blood, but Qiao Ruyi calmly wiped the blood off his hands one by one, and then threw the bloodstained handkerchief in his hand into the trash can.

The man in the room was carried out. He was not dead, but the tendons of his hands and feet were cut, leaving him a disabled person.

"Aren't you afraid?" Ling Che lowered his eyes and looked at Qiao Ruyi.

Qiao Ruyi withdrew her gaze from the man being carried out and looked at Ling Che, smiling gently, "You can kill people, and I can set fires. We are a perfect match."