This momentum made Mo Junyao step back.

He was about to ask what happened when Lan You said in agony, "Epiphyllum committed suicide. She jumped off the building..."

Mo Junyao's pupils shrank in shock.

Seeing that she was still in her pajamas, he said calmly, "Go change quickly, I'll call a taxi now."

Two minutes later, the two rushed into the elevator and rushed to the hospital as quickly as possible.

It was already half an hour later.

The hospital was brightly lit, and the floor looked very smooth.

As they passed by the operating room, they overheard the grief-stricken cries.

"Husband, if you leave, what will happen to me and the child?"

A faint sound was heard.

The nurses who passed by her seemed to be used to it and remained calm.

The hospital plays out scenes of the end of life every day.

The closer she got to the morgue, the heavier her steps became, and her eyes were as wet as her clothes soaked in water.

"Would you like to take a look? It might be a bit horrible." The nurse reminded in my ear.

Lan You's fingers trembled as he tried to peel off the cloth, but in the end he didn't. If he had jumped from the 20th floor, he would have been completely disfigured.

She ran out quickly, holding onto the wall with her hands. Her throat felt extremely uncomfortable, and she tried to vomit but nothing came out.

Mo Junyao looked at her with pity and patted her back.

Finally, she hugged Mo Junyao and cried inconsolably.

It was the first time that Mo Junyao saw her cry so many tears, as if she had cried all the tears in her life.

Afterwards, Lan You accepted this fact and his emotions gradually calmed down. His face was wrinkled from tears and his lips were dry.