The 365-day trial marriage of the male god: the sweet wife is a bit wild

Chapter 1992 No one can blame anyone
Fifth Zexian stood at the stairs, looking indifferently at Shan Hanxi who was being carried out from a height.

He concluded that Shan Hanxi could not survive for a month, and it was not long before Shan Hanxi was sent to the hospital.

"He just went to the hospital, so he may not be in trouble. I think his face has never been better, and he has been carrying it for so long." Rui Hua put her hands on the railing next to her, frowning and thinking.

"..."

It has been a long time since Wu Zexian heard her take the initiative to talk to him, and he was a little stunned for a while, and didn't answer the conversation for half a minute.

Looking at Rui Hua's eyes, there was a flash of color.

Deep and dark.

"How sure are you of his situation?" Shan Hanjie walked up the stairs slowly, his thin lips slightly parted.

"Thirty percent, if we can get his medical report, maybe it will be even lower." Fifth Ze Xian's bewitching pupils showed a cold light, "This is my boldest estimate, his condition, the organs of his body There should be a lot of problems, you know that the parts can be repaired if they are broken, but if the whole machine is scrapped, you can only throw it away.”

His estimation was made without knowing the extent to which Shan Hanxi's bodily functions were damaged. If he really knew, he might not even be [-]% sure.

"The sooner the better, I'm just a doctor, if you throw me a corpse, I can at best make you a mummy." Fifth Choice turned around, picked up the red wine in hand, and took a sip .

With a slow posture, there is no sign of impatience.

After discussing for a long time, he still didn't agree with Shan Hanjie's idea of ​​saving Shan Hanxi.

A person like Shan Hanxi with a strong sense of revenge, if he really wants to be saved, he should wait until he has only one breath left and turn him into a vegetative state.

If you really want him to survive, I don't know how many moths will come out.

"Are you going to contact Shan Hanxi's assistant now? I think he doesn't want anyone to get close to Shan Hanxi at all. It's useless even if we go." Qin Youxuan raised her head and looked at Shan Hanjie.

Shan Hanjie's gloomy face made it impossible to see what he was thinking.

After a while, he opened his lips quietly.

"Prepare the car."

Shan Hanjie grabbed Qin Youxuan's hand, pulled her out of the villa.

In the car, no one spoke, only the sound of the car driving on the road and the wind blowing the windows.

They were a little surprised that Shan Hanxi fell down so quickly.

When the car arrived at the hospital, Qin Youxuan almost tripped over the steps of the hospital.

Shan Hanjie reached out to hug her, Qin Youxuan touched his cold hand, raised her head suddenly, and looked at his indifferent face in surprise.

"Are you worried about Shan Hanxi?"

She always thought that Shan Hanjie didn't regard Shan Hanxi as a brother at all, so she held Shan Hanjie's hand slightly tight.

"He is the only person in the Shan family who didn't take advantage of me." Shan Hanjie's thin lips parted slightly, and he paused every word.

No matter in the eyes of Shan Rong or Shan Yi, he is just a pawn, a knife that can kill.

It is the other members of the Shan family, apart from being afraid of him, they hope that he can bring them greater benefits.

He was the most at odds with Shan Hanxi, because his existence directly threatened Shan Hanxi's status as the successor to the Shan family.

Ji Moyi dealt with their mother and son because of Shan Hanxi.

Shan Rong rushed to send him to a mental hospital, paving the way for Shan Hanxi.

Fate pushed them to this position, and no one can blame the other.

"If he survives, will you forgive him?" Qin Youxuan asked cautiously.

"He doesn't need my forgiveness, just like I never needed his apology."

(End of this chapter)