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"Weiyang, what's wrong?"

After entering the ward with a worried heart, Leng Huaijin saw Shen Weiyang lying there silently crying. He immediately held her hand nervously, afraid that something would happen to her again.

Shen Weiyang slightly raised her head to look at him and grabbed his hand. Her voice was hoarse and she did not know where to start, "Jin, I, Ah Jun said..."

Leng Yuan was brought up by Leng Huaijin and now she was in trouble. Leng Huaijin knew that he would definitely feel worse than her in the future.

Therefore, she did not know how to continue.

"I know, Ah Jun told me." He gently wiped her tears away with a tissue. "Life and death are determined by fate. Living people should live well, shouldn't they?"