Chapter 20 You still remember your son

Chen Mange's fans seemed to have returned to the fire in a daze, and the desperate calls for help were completely submerged by the fire.

"No! Help! Save me!"

She was sweating all over and waved her hands like a helpless child.

Lan Lingyu quickly grabbed her hand and said with distress: "Mange, it's okay, it's okay, I'm here, I'm here, don't be afraid."

Although she didn't know what Chen Mange had experienced in the past five years, everyone in Haicheng knew that the fire five years ago had happened. No one could wake up from such a nightmare.

I heard that the fire burned everything to nothing, and the blazing flames burned for several hours.

"It hurts! I feel so painful! Save me, I'm going to hurt so much!"

Chen Mange grabbed Lan Lingyu's hand randomly, as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw. All her strength was used on those hands, and her nails penetrated into Lan Lingyu's skin, which was so painful that it was not as painful as her heart.

"What did you go through? Why do you want a tattoo? Mange, you have too many secrets to carry by yourself. How can you help me if you ask me to help you?"

Lan Lingyu's eyes were wet.

She wanted to seek justice for Chen Mange, but who was the other party?

The other party is Ye Nanxian!

The prince of Haicheng, the leader of Haicheng.

His casual stomp of his feet could make the entire Haicheng tremble. What can a small person like her do?

The only thing that can be done for Chen Mange is to provide her with a residence and help her with some trivial matters as much as possible.

She could feel that Chen Mange came back this time with a plan, and there might even be something big to do, but Chen Mange didn't tell her, so she couldn't ask. Now that she saw Chen Mange's painful look, Lan Lingyu couldn't say it was sad.

It was finally easy for Chen Mange to calm down, but the tears at the corners of her eyes never stopped. She kept murmuring, constantly asking why, and shouting the names of Zi'an and Luoluo.

A night passed without realizing it.

When the morning sun shines in through the window, Shen Mange wakes up slowly.

She looked at the white ceiling and the white bed, and it took her a while to realize where she was.

She moved her arms and woke Lan Lingyu up instantly.

"You are awake? Do you feel uncomfortable? I'll call you a doctor."

Lan Lingyu ran out before Chen Mange could speak.

Chen Mange laughed a little, but he could feel the soreness and weakness all over his body.

It seems that Haicheng really had a conflict with her and fell ill as soon as he came back.

When the doctor arrived, Chen Mange recovered some of his physical strength. Under the doctor's examination, Chen Mange was out of danger, but he still needed some medicine.

"You can't be so willful in the future. You're allergic to drugs and even get tattoos. Are you afraid of life?"

The doctor condemned him a little, and Chen Mange listened in a low voice, without saying anything.

She has an allergic constitution. When Tang Ziyuan gave her plastic surgery and restored her face to the point of being burned beyond recognition, she knew that she had allergies in medicine. So in the past five years, she had only repaired that face, but she was shocked countless times. Fortunately, Tang Ziyuan has been by her side so that she would not step into the Hall of Hell.

If Ye Nanxian hadn't suspected her and wanted to check her body, she might not have taken the risk of tattooing to cover the burns on her body.

But how could she tell the doctor about these things?

Seeing that Chen Mange was quite obedient, the doctor said that she could be discharged at any time after giving in a few words.

After the doctor left, Lan Lingyu quickly turned around and looked at Chen Mange.

"Why do you need a tattoo? Don't tell me you didn't know you're allergic to medications."

Seeing Lan Lingyu breaking the casserole and asking the end, Chen Mange sighed lightly and told Lan Lingyu everything.

"You are crazy? Just to prevent Ye Nanxian from discovering your true identity, you are just ruining yourself like this? Are you worth it for such a scumbag? What if something happens to Zi'an? Have you ever thought about it?"

Lan Lingyu was very angry.

Chen Mange whispered: "I know he must have taken care of the tattoo artist introduced to me by Tang Ziyuan. If the tattooist had not explained the drug concentration, I might not have been this way. Don't worry, I'm fine. I took some anti-inflammatory drugs when I went back, but I didn't expect to scare you. By the way, where is Zi'an?"

"You still remember your son."

Lan Lingyu was still very angry, but she could not blame her. Chen Mange suffered so much back then, no matter what she wanted to do to Ye Nanxian, Lan Lingyu felt that she should do it.

"Okay, where did Zi'an go?"

Chen Mange shook Lan Lingyu's arm, very much like he acted like he was a child.

Lan Lingyu poked her forehead helplessly and said hatefully: "This is a hospital, with bacteria growing in it. Can I let him stay here? Zi'an is at home. If you are fine, I will go to go through the discharge procedures and go back and take a look. I'm a little worried about this kid."

"good."
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