Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Oxygen mask, emergency hemostasis measures, do it immediately.

The stretcher was pushed forward urgently by several nurses, and Su Shijie chased after the stretcher, holding Chanel's hand tightly.

They have blood on their hands...

Inside the oxygen mask, Chanel's face was as pale as a lily that was about to wither.

Su Shijie chased after her, his gaze lowered: "Nai'er, as long as you survive...survive...I promise you anything..."

He ran desperately and kept chasing, repeating these few words mechanically.

As long as she survived, he promised her anything.

As long as she survives, his life can be given to her...

Chanel's eyes were wet, like a thick fog.

She wanted to speak, but couldn't find her own voice, only the mist whitened the oxygen mask.

She wanted to hold his hand hard, but her finger bones were pale and weak, and she couldn't hold it no matter what.

Chanel has never seen Su Shijie like this before, as if his soul has been taken away, like a puppet controlled by others.She understood what it would mean to him if she left...

Pushing the cart all the way to the operation door, the nurse stopped Su Shijie, tentatively trying to separate their hands.

Su Shijie's finger bones were stained with her blood, and he held her tightly, holding her, and for the first time, pleading appeared in his eyes.

A man like him is always proud of himself, he doesn't pay attention to everything, and his self-esteem surpasses everything, but there is pleading...

"Ni'er, live, promise me, live..."

The stretcher was forced to stop, and the nurses couldn't bear it.

This let go, maybe it is life and death, maybe it is the last time.

But in terms of time, it is so urgent.

Every minute and every second is a life and death line for Chanel.

"Young Master, the top priority now is to rescue her in time and she may still be alive, if you delay, she may be completely hopeless..."

An elderly doctor reminded him worriedly, not daring to let go of Su Shijie's hand rashly.

Su Shijie was stunned, like a bolt from the blue, and slowly let go of his tightly held hands...

But found that Chanel's hand, with a little strength, held him...

Su Shijie's heart suddenly ached!

The part that had been dug out was actually alive again, and it tasted the pain like being stabbed by a knife!

It was as if her little hand was not grabbing his hand, but his heart.

Chanel exhausted all her strength, grabbed his hand and shook it: Su Shijie, I will live...

For him, she has to live no matter what...

The hands of the two finally separated, the stretcher was pushed into the operating room, and the door was closed.

Su Shijie stood there stiffly, always standing in the same position, like a big tree that never changed its posture.

In front of her eyes, various expressions of Chanel quickly passed by.

She laughs, she cries, she is docile, she is stubborn, she is angry, she is coquettish...

"Su Shijie..."

He seemed to hear her voice calling him.

"Su Shijie..."

He raised his head in a daze, trying to catch the voice and keep her, but he couldn't find where the voice was.

"Nile."

"Su Shijie..."

"Nile, don't go, stay alive, stay alive, stay alive." He repeated mechanically, talking to himself like a nightmare in the empty corridor.

"Su Shijie...I'm here...Su Shijie..."

But the voice kept lingering in his ears, like vines, strangling his thoughts.

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