Chapter 389 Nightmare
Li Jue didn't turn his head back, "I can't."

Min Qili was waiting beside the car, looking at him with interest.

"I heard what Min Wanxing said to you, and I thought you would stop and catch up with him."

"You don't like him, so I don't need to communicate with him."

Li Juehong answered truthfully.

After scrutinizing it carefully for a while, Min Qili burst out laughing.

"Men are all the same. Go and see him. I'll wait for you here."

Open the door and sit on it.

With a sound of pong, they were separated.

Open the door and get in the car, "No, there's no need; you also said that Min Wanxing is scheming. He came to me, and maybe he would say something to me and sow discord between us."

Leaning against the car window, Min Qili should not answer, looking at the scenery outside the window.

When she arrived at the hospital, Min Qili closed her eyes tightly and breathed with her mouth slightly open; she didn't seem to have slept well, and she kept frowning.

"Qi Li, we're at the hospital, get out of the car."

Shouting softly in Min Qili's ear, you can see the fluff on her face clearly while breathing; your fingers accidentally touched the outer skin, and you were shocked by the temperature of the contact.

"Qi Li, are you sick?"

Called twice.

Min Qili, who was in a daze, tried to open her eyes; however, she couldn't see anything.

"Ok?"

Make a sound as low as a mosquito.

"You have a fever, I'll take you to the doctor."

Carefully carried Min Qili out of the car, and strode inside.

High fever of 38 degrees.

He took antipyretics and received a drip; Li Juehong stayed by the bed, watching Min Qili who was in pain.

It will take some time for Min Qili to wake up, and Li Juehong is worried about others taking care of him; he dials Gao Cen's phone, "Gao Cen, go to the place where Min Wanxing is being detained, and ask him what he wants to tell me; also, You asked her, did she do something to Qili, why did she have a fever as soon as she left?"

After the drip was finished, Min Qili's high fever still persisted.

It was not until evening that she slowly opened her eyes; her throat was hoarse and her eyes were tired.

"I"

"Qi Li, you're awake; do you know you have a fever? How do you feel now? Is there any other discomfort?"

"fever?"

After coming out of the cemetery, she felt a little uncomfortable.

It turned out to be a fever.

"It's okay. It's just a fever. Have you gone to see Min Wanxing? What did she tell you? Did she slander me?"

Min Qili smiled nonchalantly, and pulled out a weak smile after speaking.

"You're hurt now, you don't have to worry about Min Wanxing's affairs; no matter what he wants to do, I will protect you. You can't keep getting hurt, grandma will blame me then."

"I know that I am sick to many people; but don't worry, I'm fine. If you don't have time, you can go back; then I'll find a senior nurse, they are much better than you, You must take good care of me."

Even if the fever subsides, the tiredness of the body has not dissipated; watching her replenish enough water, after a while, Min Qili fell asleep again.

The phone in his pocket kept vibrating, so he tucked in the quilt; with a sullen face, he went out to answer the phone.

"How about it, what did Min Wanxing tell you?"

"President Li," Gao Cen hesitated, "President Li, I, President Li, if, but,"

Li Juehong frowned, "It's not your style to hem and haw; what happened? Gao Cen, tell me quickly, I have other things to deal with later."

"Okay," Gao Cen gasped.

"Mr. Li, don't let Miss Min hear what's going on next."

Li Juehong subconsciously looked at the door.

"Well, you go on."

"When I arrived, Min Wanxing was already dead; people who lived near him said that he had been insane for a long time. Today he suddenly started going crazy, and then I called you here."

"After you left, Min Wanxing lay motionless on the ground; when the guards came, he was already dead, and there was no possibility of rescue."

Min Wanxing is dead?
Li Juehong slowly squeezed the phone tightly, his veins slowly popping up.

Today is Qi Landuo's death day, and Min Wanxing is also dead; she has no relatives in this world anymore.

No matter how indifferent the family affection is, the bond between the blood can still be felt slightly.

Li Juehong sat on the edge of the bed, gently wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Sorry, I don't know what to tell you?
If I told you, would you?

At night, Min Qili was on fire again; she muttered something and started talking nonsense.

The inside and outside of the lines are nothing less than expectations for home.

"Qi Li, I'm sorry; if I can hide it, I'm willing to hide it for the rest of my life."

Under Gao Cen's control, Min Wanxing has become a jar of ashes.

The ashes were not buried, and the ashes were deposited in the funeral home.

After tossing and tossing until early in the morning, Min Qili's fever was completely subsided.

"I feel so tired today." Seeing the darkness outside, Min Qili raised her hand to touch her head, "Do I have a fever?"

"Yes. The fever has subsided. Would you like something to eat?"

After a day of high fever, it was very exhausting to the body; the stomach was empty, Min Qili nodded.

Li Juehong was holding the steaming millet porridge, and wanted to feed it to her spoon by spoon; Min Qili directly took it, "I can do it myself."

He ate slowly in small mouthfuls, and lay down again after eating.

"Thank you, you have worked hard too, go to rest early."

After packing up, Min Qili fell asleep again; her temperature was taken, and she didn't have a fever.

The hanging heart slowly let go, and Li Juehong also fell asleep relaxed.

However, this dream was not very peaceful.

In the dream, Min Qili had a happy family.

Min's business is running smoothly and is thriving day by day, which is a bit like that of Li's; growing up in the doting of her parents, Min Qili is extremely arrogant, but not annoying.

They were not married, and Min Qili met a better person; talented and beautiful, very happy.

When she saw him, she just shyly leaned into the man's arms.

"who is this?"

He wanted to say, I am Min Wanxing, your friend.Don't you know me?

His throat was tight, and he couldn't speak at all.

When the screen changed, Min Qili was standing there alone.

Her hair fluttered in the wind, her eyes were swollen from crying, red as a rabbit; seeing Li Juehong coming, she looked at him with hatred.

"Why did you come? You are very proud, Li Juehong, I don't want to see you, can you leave my world?"

"You have your own life, I don't deserve to bother you all the time; let me go, please? Leave my world."

Her breathing was tight, her throat seemed to be clamped; she could only shake her head desperately, but Min Qili, who was blinded by hatred, couldn't notice it at all.

Min Qili's curse-like voice hovered in his ears, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

He opened his eyes suddenly and sat up on the bed.

"what happened to you?"

Min Qili looked at him puzzled, "Did you have a nightmare?"

(End of this chapter)

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