If you die, what am I to do?

She slowly removed her hand from Cheng Xiaotian's forehead and placed it under his nose.

A few seconds later, Cheng mi 'er's heart-wrenching scream came from the room.

The four people outside the door immediately kicked the door open and entered.

"What's wrong, miss?"

Cheng mi 'er fell to the ground and curled up into a ball. Her face was pale and she looked at the bed in horror. Her face and eyes were full of indescribable fear. She shivered and said, " "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, he, he, he, he, he, he, he,"

"What's wrong with the old man?"

The four of them looked at each other, and one of them walked to the side of the bed. After glancing at Cheng Xiaotian, his body trembled, and he quickly took off his sunglasses to check for Cheng Xiaotian's pulse.

In the end, there wasn't any result. Cheng Xiaotian's body was completely cold, even colder than the ice of winter.