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

Then, you can't tell Su Shijie now, otherwise he will never allow her to ask for help.

She couldn't help but watch Su Shijie's illness worsen.

"Okay, I'll call now." Su Shijie kissed her on the forehead, helped her to lie down, got out of bed, picked up his mobile phone, and ordered to call in front of her.

"I have done what you asked, are you at ease now?"

Su Shijie took a glass of water and sat on the edge of the bed, touching her forehead with the back of his hand.

Chanel held his hand and drank a glass of warm water, feeling much better in her heart.

"Nai'er, with me here, I don't dare to bother you with nightmares anymore. Look at me."

Su Shijie held her in his arms, and kissed her delicately on her eyebrows, eyes and nose... It was getting hotter and hotter, and his chest pressed her tightly, giving her the strength to feel at ease...

……

At the same time, the hospital.

The strong smell of alcohol filled the entire ward. The young man lying on the bed was slender and emaciated, and the hands hanging by the bed were too thin and had obvious knuckles.

Because he refused to eat for a long time and was supplied by nutrient solution, he seemed to be in a state of dying.

Empty eyes were open, staring at the hollow ceiling.

At some point, the door of the ward opened, and a girl in a Scottish skirt walked in, her hair was tied into a braid on the left side and placed casually on her shoulders.

With something to eat in her hand, she smiled slightly: "Ian."

Mu Xicheng's eyes flickered for a moment, as if fifteen or sixteen-year-old Xia Nai had appeared from his memory.

"Look, I brought you some delicious food, all of which you like."

The woman stepped over the smashed mess on the ground, walked to the bed, opened the food basket, and a meaty smell of porridge wafted out.

"The doctor said that you haven't eaten for a long time, so you can only eat crushed liquid food and minced meat." She picked up the porridge and stirred it with a spoon, "Why don't you eat? Your body will collapse like this do you know?"

Mu Xicheng's lips twitched twice, and a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It's his illusion... Xia Nai will never come to see him.

But one hand grabbed his arm, shook the shaking hand beside the hospital bed, and stood up the bed.

"Be careful of the heat."

She smiled, and handed the porridge to Mu Xicheng's lips, "Open your mouth, ah."

Mu Xicheng's lips touched the real touch of the food, as well as the heat. His brows were wrinkled, and he subconsciously opened his mouth to hold the spoon he was handing over.

The aroma of porridge diffused between his lips and teeth...

"Xia Nai," his throat rose and fell, and he squeezed out vague syllables, "am I dreaming?"

"No, of course you are not dreaming." The woman smiled and handed over another spoon, "Take another bite, eat more, you are really too thin, you know?"

Mu Xicheng stared at her greedily, even if it was a phantom, it was enough.

He watched her obsessively, eating every morsel of food she fed...

……

Outside the closed door, He Xiuzi leaned there, staring at the back of Xia Xiner feeding Mu Xicheng, biting her lower lip tightly, sliding along the door and sitting on the ground, crying bitterly.

If she hadn't had no choice but to think of a way to let Xia Xiner replace her, what would she have done?

Mu Xicheng's character is so stubborn, he is determined not to want her, not this world...

No nostalgia at all.

How desperate is a person to treat himself with a hunger strike?

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