Ex-wife of a wealthy family: President, don't touch me!

087: Can't help you 087: Can't help you

"Hurry up and finish these things, don't worry about me! You can't die..."

After Lan Sichen finished speaking, he gave him an affirmative look, slammed the door behind him, started the engine vigorously with the key in his hand, endured the pain in his wound, and stepped on the accelerator...

The car left the string like an arrow, and rushed out "xiu"...

Ji Feng watched helplessly as the figure of the car distorted and disappeared into the night in a crooked way, but there was nothing he could do. 【 】Because he wants to stay and deal with the matter here quickly, otherwise he will cause more trouble for San Shao. .

An Su is not here, he has left the Lan family, who can save him...

Driving away like this would really kill someone...Third Young Master, even if it's atonement, don't use this method.

—————————The pure young master dividing line———————

Lan Sichen relied on his own consciousness to push the car forward, where he was going, and what to do next, but he didn't know in his heart.Just remember that you can't let her know, and you can't die...

You can't die if you haven't paid off what you owe her...

His clothes were drenched with cold sweat, and blood gushed out from his wound, all the way down his trousers, to his feet.My mind became more and more unclear, my consciousness became fuzzy, and the scene in front of me was blurred, as if I was in a vast fog, and I couldn't see anything clearly. The air around me was very cold, and I couldn't stop shivering.

The eyelids kept drooping, and the slender eyelashes cast a blue shadow. I closed my eyes for a few seconds, and opened them suddenly when I seemed to lose consciousness. I saw the car crashing straight into the guardrail on the side of the road, subconsciously wanting to step on the brakes , but the body is no longer under the control of the brain, and the legs can't exert any strength at all, and finally the car slammed into the guardrail...

——With a bang, the guardrail deformed.

Lan Sichen's body bumped back and forth several times in the narrow compartment, tearing the wound, and the blood flowed more fiercely; and his forehead hit the steering wheel, and when he felt the severe pain, he was completely unconscious...

The car was hit and deformed, white smoke was blowing from the front of the car, and it drifted into the air. In this silent night, the suppressed sadness flowed like a river.

Lan Sichen lay quietly on the steering wheel, completely unconscious.

It was the dead of night now, there were very few cars passing by on the secluded road, and no one noticed that there was a car accident here, and someone's life was in danger.

In the night filled with darkness, a car suddenly drove over from the road. When the car was parked on the side of the road, the driver got out of the car immediately, ran to Lan Sichen's car, and saw him lying on the ground through the glass window. When she was unconscious on the steering wheel and smelled blood, she couldn't help frowning, and took a closer look to see that Lan Sichen's body was covered with blood.

"Ann, he seems to be injured, and the car crashed into the guardrail again. If we don't treat him, he may die."

Xu Ningmo's muscular body was wrapped in a black windbreaker, his eyes were icy cold in the dark night, when he swept past the smoking car calmly, he lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment: "Don't let him die."

She was stunned for a few seconds, and asked in confusion, "You want to save him?" For Si Lan, Ann shouldn't have rescued Lan Sichen either!

"I don't think she has anyone to hate." Xu Ningmo withdrew his gaze, crossed his hands on his knees, and looked into the depths of the night: "Go, don't let him die."

"I know what to do." Guo Lan leaned on him.

After she nodded, she walked to Lan Sichen's car again, and tried hard to pull the door open.Taking a step back, kicking the slender high-heeled shoes on the car window, the glass shattered all over the floor in an instant, reached in to open the door, unfastened Lan Sichen's seat belt, and moved him to the passenger seat with great effort. Sit in the driving seat and drive away.

Xu Ningmo watched the broken car drive away with cold eyes.Everything is still under his control, and there is nothing wrong with it. It's just that Tang Ling must not have attacked Tang Ling... How to deal with Tang Ling's pawn, he hasn't figured it out yet. Tang Ling's existence will be very serious. get in the way....

The car stopped in front of a 24-hour pharmacy. She got out of the car and bought scissors, needles and threads, and medicines. She hurriedly took Lan Sichen to a dilapidated place, and threw him on the bed with great effort.

Lan Sichen lost a lot of blood and was unconscious all the time, the clothes on his body were almost stained red with blood...

She frowned, reached out to untie Lan Sichen's clothes, and frowned when she saw the wound, would such a deep wound hurt the internal organs?If he hurt his internal organs, sewing up the wound now would not save him.

"Hey! Third Young Master... wake up... wake up..." She reached out and patted his cheek, trying to wake him up.

Unfortunately, Lan Sichen didn't respond at all.

"I'm not a professional doctor, and I can't send him to the hospital. How can I save him!" Biting his lips, seeing the needle, he suddenly thought of something, immediately grabbed Lan Sichen's finger, and held the needle in the other hand , using the dim light to stimulate the needle on his finger alive...

Lan Sichen frowned and made a painful sound...

She was startled, thought of something, immediately put on her hat and mask, turned her head to see that he didn't seem to be completely distressed, took a deep breath, and had to do it again.

This time the needle went deep into his ring finger, and blood gushed out immediately.

"Hiss!" When Lan Sichen made a painful sound, he immediately withdrew his hand and looked at the surrounding environment with effort. He didn't know where it was.

And he didn't know who the man in black windbreaker, hat and mask was.

"Here is water, clean towels, medicines, needles and threads, if you want to live, do it yourself!"

The hoarse voice made Lan Sichen mistake her for a man. Seeing her stand up and turn around to leave, he said weakly, "Who are you? Why did you save me?"

She stopped in her footsteps, didn't look back, but said coldly: "The only one who can save you is you."

After finishing speaking, he strode out of the house.

Lan Sichen wanted to speak again, but he took a deep breath because of the pain, and couldn't make a sound. He saw a table next to the bed, with a basin, towels, and medicines.There was a slight smile on his pale and colorless lips, it seemed that if he wanted to live, he really had to rely on himself...

The pain from his fingertips made him frown. The pain from his fingers to his heart is incomparable to any kind of pain in this world. That person just now was really cruel.

He struggled to get up and sat on the old wooden stool.Strongly supporting my consciousness, I pressed my fingers on the wound. Based on my own experience, I felt that no internal organs were injured, but the flesh was punctured. Now I must stop the bleeding immediately and suture the wound, otherwise even if I am not stabbed to death, I will still suffer from bleeding like this. die……

The blood-stained fingers wrung out the dry towel, and gently wiped away the blood around the wound so that the wound could be seen clearly.Next, he had to suture the wound with needles and thread.

After peeling off the plastic bag, there were only medicines and no anesthetics, so it was self-evident how painful it was to be sober to sew up the wound.

Lan Sichen leaned on the chair and took a deep breath, staring at the medicine and needles, his face was as pale as paper, without any blood at all.No one can help him now, but he can only gamble, hoping that he will not pass out during the stitching process.

Swallowed two painkillers, bit the towel, pressed his wound with one hand, and held the needle in the other hand, and pushed it to his skin; the needle pierced through the skin, and his frowning brows frowned. Big balls of sweat rolled down from the forehead...

The towel is almost about to be bitten by him...

This kind of pain is enough to make people crazy and collapse...

Lan Sichen held his breath, there was no time to delay, so he speeded up and let the needle and thread sew up the wound.

Every stitch made him think of the feeling when a scalpel cut across Si Lan's skin, and every stitch was like a self-destruction.

The fingers with clear bones were covered with sticky blood, trembling uncontrollably, the needle and thread shuttled through the skin, stitching crooked wounds like ugly centipedes.

With a expressionless face, he bit his tattered lips tightly, and the strong smell of blood spread in his mouth.

The strong idea is that I want to live, no matter how difficult it is, no matter how much pain is waiting for me, I must live.

——Just because the debt owed to her has not been repaid.

The small space smelled strongly of blood, and under the dim yellow light, he was covered in blood, which was shocking.The clothes on his body were drenched in cold sweat, as if he had taken a sauna in the hot summer, and the wet hair roots were sticking to his skin obediently, making him feel very sticky.

The eyelids were sinking heavily, the eyelashes were soaked with sweat, like leaves trembling in the wind and rain... The consciousness of the brain gradually blurred, and I forced myself to stand up, and turned to face the simple The plank bed, I obviously want to walk over it...

But both feet no longer listened to his own orders, the world was spinning, and the shaky shadow swayed on the ground.In the next second, he leaned towards the ground and fell...

- bang.

After the dull voice, Lan Sichen passed out on the ground, without any consciousness, even if the chill of the cold concrete floor penetrated into the skin, he didn't notice it.

In the silent night, the deserted and secluded lights, the moths circle around the light bulb continuously, endlessly.The strong smell of blood seemed to indicate that death was approaching, and the smell of corruption was endless.

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Si Lan took her back home, sent her to the room, asked her to take a hot bath, and stayed by her side until she fell asleep and breathed evenly.

Just now she added sleeping pills to the water she brought for him, otherwise he would definitely not be able to sleep this night.

Under the incandescent lamp, his face was pale and bloodless, he bit his lower lip tightly, with a forbearance and stubbornness, and his eyes were tightly closed, but tears still fell silently.

Si Lan reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and a faint voice lingered in the silent space—"It doesn't matter, even if the whole world betrays you, I will still stand by your side."

Four years ago, if it wasn't for the embarrassment, I wouldn't be able to stand here today.Even if you know that you are using the love of love, so what if you love yourself.

There is no distinction between high and low, race, or gender in love. As long as it is sincere, nothing else matters.

Although I will not fall in love with a woman, at least I can be her relatives!

They are all people who lack warmth and loved ones. They have been living in the dark, and they are all too lonely...

Si Lan pulled the quilt for her, tiptoed out of the room, closed the door carefully, turned around to meet Xu Ningmo, stood there expressionless for dozens of seconds, then turned and went to the kitchen to get a beer.

When he came out, Xu Ningmo was holding a goblet in his hand, the red wine filled was bright red, enchanting under the light; he seemed to have known that Si Lan would ask him to drink, so he had already woken up the red wine and waited for her.

"When did you know Tang Ling wasn't dead?"

Xu Ningmo took a breath and leaned on the sofa, with his slender legs overlapping each other, a charming smile piled up on the corner of his mouth, and a lazy atmosphere, like a snow lotus blooming in the snow mountain, noble and elegant, not stained with a trace of dust .

"Is this question important?"

Si Lan took a sip of cold beer, thought about it, and looked at him sideways: "What are you going to do next? Can't you..."

"Blue." The smile on Xu Ningmo's face remained the same, and even his tone of voice did not change, but it changed in his ears. "I never tell you many things. I just don't want you to get involved in these complicated matters. Tang Ling is someone who has been with me, and I persuaded her back then. She insisted on going her own way. Since she decided to betray, she must be ready to pay. cost!"

Si Lan didn't speak, just bit his lip...I've been asking Xu Ningmo to do this and that, but I never think about it from his point of view, it's too selfish.

"Lan, I don't want you to touch anything other than the matter of the Lan family. I have been working hard to keep you outside our circle. It's not that I don't trust you, but that I don't want you to get into trouble. Don't let me All my thoughts were wasted..."

Xu Ningmo looked at her with sincere eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he pinched her cheeks with his fingers. His skin was tender and smooth, like the skin of a newborn baby.

"After that..." Si Lan said, with complicated eyes flowing, he asked uneasily, "What will happen to you in the future?" You can't be like this for a lifetime.

"Don't worry, I will try my best to help them change their identities and start a new life, but not now."

"But if..."

Before Si Lan finished speaking, Xu Ningmo took a big sip of red wine, clasped the back of her head with one hand, pressed his lips directly down, grabbed her lips, forcefully pried open the white teeth, and poured the red wine into her mouth. in the mouth.

Si Lan was startled at first, and the conditioned reflex was to push him away. Xu Ningmo grabbed her hands, kissed her cold lips with wine-scented lips, and licked her tongue unscrupulously in her mouth. Looting the fragrance, wishing to pull out her tongue when being rough, forcing her to swallow the red wine and still not reconciled, she insisted on asking for her kiss.

Si Lan resisted his kiss, but the more she struggled, the tighter Xu Ningmo restrained her; the more fiery the kiss was, there was almost no chance for her to dodge; Slowly falling, the silver exudes an ambiguous atmosphere...

Xu Ningmo looked gentle and moist as jade, but in fact he was stronger than a storm. His overbearing kiss was even worse than Lan Ruixiu's.Being so strong that Si Lan has no room to resist, he must be controlled by him and guided by him, as if at this moment he is the sky and the earth, the king who rules all things.

Ke Silan doesn't like this feeling, doesn't like being dominated by others...

Unable to avoid his kiss, in desperation, she had no choice but to welcome him in, and while he was aggressively attacking, she bit his lower lip, very hard...

Xu Ningmo frowned, but he didn't let go of the hand holding the back of her head. Soon, the smell of blood wafted from the two people's mouths.

Seeing that he was indifferent, Si Lan reluctantly gave up again...

"You should know that no matter how painful it is, I won't let you go." Xu Ningmo pulled away slightly, his hot eyes were full of affection, naked and naked.His fingers caressed her red and swollen lips with satisfaction, and what he loved was like a ripe fruit, exuding a fragrance.

Si Lan leaned back, took a big gulp of air, bit his lip, his watery eyes were calm and unfeeling.His fingers were still tightly gripping Xu Ningmo's clothes, and he did not let go until his fingertips turned white.

Xu Ningmo had an evil smile on his lips, his hot eyes only reflected her face, and he could only see her alone.

"I have enough time and patience to wait for you, and I am willing to be my woman!"

Si Lan lowered his brows and said nothing, just stood up, avoiding his fiery eyes, full of complexity and confusion.

I don't know why it was me, there are so many women in the world, why Xu Ningmo has his eyes on me.A woman who was married, had a miscarriage, and had her heart dug out.

Strictly speaking, I am afraid that I am not even a living person now.

Why does everyone fall in love with the soulless self.

Xu Ningmo is like this.

Lan Sichen is like this.

Only Lan Ruixiu...he seems to be still obsessed with the previous Si Lan, the naive and stupid Si Lan.

Si Lan walked towards the door without saying a word. Now that he has calmed down, he should go back.Standing at the door, she held the cold doorknob, hesitated for a few minutes, and said, "Xu Ningmo, a person like me is not worth your time."

After finishing speaking, he pushed open the door resolutely and walked out with great strides.

Xu Ningmo was leaning on the sofa, licking his lips with the tip of his tongue, the taste of blood spread in his mouth, and the fishy-sweet feeling was not too bad; the corners of his mouth curved inexplicably: "It's up to you to say whether it's worth it or not."

It was the unfairness of fate that made you meet Lan Sichen first, it was him who made you lose your heart, your desire for love and life; if I was the first person to meet you, I would definitely not let you become like this.

"You are my priceless world, and I will never give you up."

From beginning to end, the one who doesn't understand is yourself.

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Si Lan didn't go back to the hotel, but went to the bar, and saw Helianze sitting at the bar drinking beer, with a drunk and depressed look on his face.

"Haven't you figured it out yet?" She sat beside him and said lightly.

Helianze turned his head sideways, looked at her with squinted eyes, and asked, "What did you figure out?"

———Young Master: I was beaten to pieces and rolled all over the floor...