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

She only felt top-heavy and stepped back, almost falling to the ground several times.

Aunt Li supported her coldly: "Young Mistress, hold on tight, don't fall on Young Master."

The young master has been in a coma for so long, and has been calling Chanel's name...

Aunt Li knew that the young master missed Chanel, but there was no way to get her back. Thinking that Xia Xiner looked the same as Chanel, bringing her here might stimulate the young master's nerves and wake him up.

Aunt Li's method seemed to be effective, the young master woke up just now, and almost took Xia Xiner for Chanel.

Until now... Aunt Li can't forget the shocking scene she saw when she arrived immediately after receiving the news of the young master's car accident.

Blood, blood everywhere, Su Shijie became a blood man.

He held a piece of bloody paper tightly in his hand, and no one could take it away...until he was pushed into the emergency room.

"Jie, wake up, did Nair cause you to be like this..."

"Young mistress!" Aunt Li pulled Xia Xin'er away, "Don't shake the young master like this, the young master is seriously ill, you will kill him."

"Dead?" Xia Xiner's eyes were wide open, and a huge tear fell, "Don't die, I don't allow him to die, he can't die! Su Shijie, Jie, you are not allowed to die, you wake up—"

"..."

"If you didn't fall in love with Nair, you wouldn't be like this! Jie, forget about Nair, I'll be by your side..."

Two nurses came in, called Aunt Li and Xia Xin'er out of the ward, began to disinfect the space, and gave Su Shijie a detailed examination of the whole body.

……

The curtains in the ward were tightly closed, impenetrable to light, only the light of the electrocardiogram fluctuated.

On the hospital bed, Su Shijie lay quietly.

Under the oxygen mask, his irrelevance is still exquisite, like a still painting, his face is so pale that there is no trace of blood, like paper.

When the nurses took his hand lightly, his hand was weak, as if the joints were broken.

A nurse with red eyes: "It's so pitiful..."

"He looks so handsome, it would be too pitiful if he couldn't wake up."

……

The door of the ward was gently closed, and the ward returned to deathly silence.

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In the same hospital, in the VIP ward.

Xia Nai'er would never have imagined that not long after she sent Mu Xicheng to this hospital, Su Shijie was also brought in.

It's just that the ward where Mu Xicheng is located is in the innermost building of the hospital.

During this week, she stayed with Mu Xicheng all the time, and never left.

Unlike Su Shijie's dead and silent ward, this ward is full of warmth——

"Wang fried."

"..."

"Shunzi, Young Master Mu, you lost again." The bodyguard shook the cards in his hand!

Mu Xicheng turned to a messy face and reminded softly: "Xia Nai."

Chanel was in charge of the work of punishment, holding a pen in her hand in a daze...

"What are you thinking about?"

"Uh..." She came back to her senses, looked at him blankly and asked, "Did you lose again? How many cards are this time?"

"6 cards."

Chanel reached out, and used the ink pen to add strokes to Mu Xicheng's face, and also painted the last beard.

Several bodyguards couldn't help but couldn't help laughing, but they didn't dare to laugh. They twitched their shoulders, almost internally injured.

Chanel was melancholy and never had a happy day.

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