Hidden Marriage President

When Misha woke up, Mien was by the bedside.

"An Rong!"

Misha's forehead was covered with cold sweat, her hands and feet were cold, and she shivered slightly.She first looked around, and found that it was her room in Haitang Pavilion, then slowly looked at Mi En, narrowed her eyes, and asked incredulously, "Where is An Rong? Where is An Rong?"

Mi En lowered his eyes and said softly, "We didn't rescue him."

Misha stared at him, her gaze condensed a little bit, like a cold blade, "You let him stay with that commander?"

Minn didn't answer, and seemed speechless.

Misha took a deep breath, resisted the tumbling in her heart, and said in a trembling voice, "His body...in fact, it is getting worse and worse. Before he escapes, he may be tortured to death, do you know?"

Misha knew about An Rong's situation. If she didn't say anything, it was because she didn't want to face it, because she had illusions.

Mi En frowned, looked at her, his eyes were tangled into a mist, "Since you know that his health is getting worse, do you still... still like him? Do you still choose to be with him?"

He can allow Misha to fall in love with other men, but he won't just watch her go to a fruitless relationship!

"Yes!" Misha admitted loudly, and said without hesitation, "I don't care if he has a year, a month, or a day, all I know is that I'm in love with this idiot!"

"Emotional?" Mi En smiled wryly and shook his head, "Misha, how long have you two known each other? So easy to say emotional?"

Misha looked directly at him, then turned her head to the side, "A gaze can last for a second, or for a lifetime."

Mi En's expression trembled, "Just for this one look, are you willing to put all your feelings on a dying person?"

"That's right," Misha bravely met his gaze, "Even if he dies tomorrow, I will let him know today that there will be someone who cares about him in this world! I also want him to believe that I Misha is definitely not just talking!"

"It's not just talking? Ha!" Mien laughed exaggeratedly, his eyes were filled with anger, and he approached her, "Then what else do you want? Rescue him single-handedly? Let the commander arrest you again. Hostages used to threaten us?"

Misha's eyebrows were also tightened, her chest was slightly heaving, and her eyes were extremely sharp, "Don't worry, I won't get any of you into trouble again!" She was about to leave as she said, but was grabbed by Mi En, and said in a low voice. Roaring, "Damn it, do you understand my heart?"

As soon as the words came out, he was stunned, and Misha was also stunned.

Mi En slowly turned his head, let go of her hand, his breathing became disordered, and his eyes struggled a bit. Finally, he calmed down slowly, turned his head to look at her, and said in a calm voice, "I let go once, but, It's so helpless... I know very well that I am no longer qualified to say anything to you, so the only thing I pray for is that you can be happy. However, if your choice is An Rong, I can't be indifferent, you Can you understand? Can you understand...my heart?"

I understand that he has been entangled so far, and his heart is unwilling...

Misha pursed her lips and lowered her gaze.She understands Mi En better than anyone else, so how can she not understand his mind?

only……

There are no ifs in everything.

Misha's temperament is like this, one way to the end, decided to give up, that is to give up, will not turn halfway.Therefore, after she decided to give up the complicated relationship with Mi En, even though her heart was riddled with holes, she was already free.Even if the truth about her blood relationship with Mi En is revealed now, it will not help.

She stepped forward, took the initiative to hold his hand, raised her eyes to stare at him, and said softly, "Mi En, don't tie yourself down for too long."

After speaking, she turned around, opened the door and walked out.

Mi En looked back, his brown eyes narrowed tightly, and only he could understand the struggle and reluctance in it.

Misha paused when she walked out the door.

The wound hurt a little bit, she frowned and gritted her teeth.

"what happened?"

The indifferent voice behind her startled her.

Turning around, she met Weisa Weibing's gaze, but Misha, who was already familiar with him, knew that if Weisa could ask him on his own initiative, it proved that this was already an extraordinary relationship.

"It's okay, but the wound hurts a little..." She answered indifferently.

Visa glanced at her, turned around, and simply said, "Go to my room."

Misha was also obedient, she answered, and obediently watched him enter the room.

Facing Visa, he just has the ability to make everyone obey him. His natural aura is strong and oppressive.

"Take off your clothes." When Wei Sa said this, it was very normal. Although he was a man, he was still a man who was so beautiful that he didn't have the slightest lust in his eyes.

Of course, Misha also knew that he wanted to check her injuries, so she was not hypocritical and took off her clothes, only wearing a piece of underwear, but her cheeks still couldn't help turning red.

Visa came over, glanced at her wound, then took out his special ointment from the medicine box, and spread it evenly on the wound with his fingers, the movement was very natural.

"What kind of medicine is this?" Misha asked curiously.

He raised his eyes, "If you don't die from the poison, you just have to."

"..." Misha was speechless.

Well, she shouldn't have asked too much.

Strange to say, after applying the medicine, the wound didn't hurt so much, and it still felt a bit chilly and comfortable.

Knowing that it was a good thing, Misha wished he could wipe some more.

But Weisa took the medicine very carefully and refused to take any more. It can be seen that this medicine is extremely precious.

After wiping it off, he asked her to put on her clothes again, and said casually, "You can rest assured that there will be no scars left in the future."

When Misha heard this, her eyes lit up, she quickly grabbed him and asked, "Visa, you must have a way to save An Rong, right?"

Visa looked down at the hand she was holding on to the hem of his clothes, knowing that he was tricky, Misha quickly let go, and smoothed him down as if flattering him, "Visa, you are so skilled in medicine, you must be able to do something!"

Visa didn't beat around the bush, and said directly, "No way."

Misha was stunned, and then exclaimed in disbelief, "How is it possible?!"

Visa glanced at her, "I'm not a god."

Misha became anxious, "But...but you can even save Xi Cen!"

You know, Xi Cen has a terminal illness!Even if he went to the best cancer hospital in the United States, there was no way to cure him, but he was cured by Visa. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a god!

Visa coldly snorted, "Cancer is still curable, but amyotrophic lateral sclerosis is the real terminal disease, and there is no cure so far. I am not a medical expert, so why should I be cured? he?"

"No, Visa, you're kidding me, you can do it, can't you?"

Visa is Misha's only hope, and she doesn't believe his words no matter what!

Visa coldly said, "Believe it or not, it's up to you."

After finishing what he wanted to say, he turned his head and was about to leave. Misha stopped him, her eyes flickered, she stared at him, and said in a deep voice, "Visa, I beg you to save him, I believe you will have a way , even if you don't have it now, as long as you think about it, you can definitely... help me."

Visa stared at her deeply, his stunningly handsome face remained unchanged, "If I were you, I would make him feel better now."

When Misha walked out of Visa's room, she felt as if she had lost her soul.

She always thought that Visa was the last hope, but in the end...

She was very sad, but she wanted to cry but had no tears.

Walking up to the stairs in a daze, she sat down, resting her head against the wall next to her, her eyes misty and helpless.

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind her, accompanied by the sound of silver ornaments colliding, and then someone sat next to her.

Yangduo raised her willow-leaf eyebrows, stared at Misha who was in a state of despair, raised her red lips, and smiled slightly, "Do you have something on your mind?"

Hearing her words, Misha didn't look back, and murmured, "Now, even the last hope is gone..."

Hearing her nonsensical words, Yangduo blinked her eyes and approached her, "What hope?"

Misha sniffed, forced back the tears in her eyes, turned her head, and smiled weakly at her, "It's nothing."

She stood up, adjusted her mood, and was about to go downstairs, but Yangduo stopped her, "Hey, are you looking for Young Master Cen?"

Misha paused, nodded, "I'm going to save An Rong, even if I can't save her, I don't want to leave again."

Yangduo said with a half-smile, "For him, would you rather be locked up?"

"I know, it's stupid to do this. If I were you, I would laugh too." Misha said quietly, completely without the slightest feeling of displeasure, as if talking about other people's business, which is irrelevant, "

Hearing what she said, Yangduo didn't smile, but looked at her again and nodded, "That's right, kind!"

Misha was taken aback, then turned around and looked at her, "Sister-in-law three..."

Yangduo smiled, and went over to hold her affectionately, "To tell you the truth, I think that An Rong is good, and he is sincere to you. The more I look at him, the more pleasing to my eyes. Such a good man, even holding a lantern is not a bad idea." It’s a pity that I just missed it. So, I thought about it, why don’t I just help you and save him.”

She said it lightly, not domineering.

Misha stared wide-eyed, stared blankly, and blinked twice, "Sister-in-law three, you..."

"Hehe," Yangduo covered her mouth with a charming smile, "As long as you don't tell Ah San."

Misha didn't expect that she would offer to help her save An Rong, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

Yangduo pulled her to sit on the stairs, "Before, when I separated from Ah San, all I thought about was him. I know what it feels like to miss someone, it's hard, but I have to accept it." Turning her head and looking at Misha, she said sternly, "That's why I want to help you."

Misha's eyes tightened, and her expression gradually changed, "Sister-in-law, thank you!"

"Hehe, thank you, we are all a family. Anyway, this matter is on me!"