"It's not you..."

"Yes, it's not you!"

"How can it be you? No!"

Han Lin suddenly became excited as she said that the machine data next to her began to become unstable. Zhan Lian frowned and held Han Lin's hand: "I won't die."

But Han Lin was already trapped in her own fear and stubbornness. She couldn't hear Zhan Lian's voice. Her eyes widened and kept saying, "I deserve to die, not my son deserve to die!"

"It's my turn!"

"Don't kill my son!"

She was crazy. Zhan Lianshi got up, quickly rang the bell, then leaned over to press Han Lin's moving body, and said in a dark voice: "You just want me to die?"

Han Lin froze.

She looked at the person who was so close to her, and became quiet and stopped talking.

The madness in the eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by denial, fear, and guilt.

Her mouth opened and she wanted to speak.

But before she could say it, Zhan Lian said, "Dream is a dream, not a real one."

"If you take your dreams seriously, you really want me to die."

Han Lin was in a daze and uncertain.

It's a dream, you can't take it seriously...

She took it seriously, just wanting him to die?

How could she think of him to die?

That was her son, a piece of meat that fell off her body.

How could she let her die?

Han Lin's tears flowed down again, full of regret.

But at this time she was not as excited as before. The doctor came over quickly. When she saw Han Lin's condition, she knew that she was emotionally unstable.

"I need to take a tranquilizer and let her have a good rest."

"Try it."

Soon, the tranquilizer was injected, and Han Lin's eyes gradually closed.

But the tears still flowed.

The doctor told Zhan Lianshi about the general situation. Zhan Lianshi heard it and called Fu Cheng.
Chapter completed!