Wife Pursuit Order No. 1

Chapter 279 Ran Ran, Trust Me
Xia Weiran's mind was blank, except for the buzzing and endless panic in his head, he seemed to be unable to hear anything.

Lu Qianchen pulled Xia Weiran's body and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Her heart was beating violently, as if it was going to explode, her pale lips were trembling slightly, her empty eyes were out of focus, her whole body seemed to be trapped in a black hole, and her whole body was icy cold.

Lu Qianchen panicked, he had never seen Xia Weiran like this before, as if a straw could crush her.

It turned out that she loved her family more than her own life, but she damned used her family to threaten her.

With unspeakable bitterness in Lu Qianchen's heart, he raised his hand and gently stroked her hair, carefully as if comforting a child: "Ranran, it's okay, did you hear that? Dean said, are you your mother?" never mind."

In the haze, a savior-like voice echoed in Xia Weiran's ears, and then she felt a slight warmth spreading from her ears, and gradually, she began to feel conscious.

"Is it all right? Really, all right?" Xia Weiran repeated his words with choked sobs, her dizzy pupils began to focus, she turned her head slowly, looked at Dean who was standing aside, and saw Dean walking towards As she nodded, she suddenly let go of the tight breath in her chest.

After hearing the news of Xia's mother's accident, she didn't cry. She didn't cry when she stumbled on the way here, and she didn't even cry when she saw Yueyue lying in front of her mother's hospital bed.

But now, I suddenly heard Lu Qianchen say, "It's okay——"

The tears in Xia Weiran's eyes were uncontrollable like a flood bursting a bank, and all the fears and fears turned into wanton tears this time, pouring out of her eyes.

Lu Qianchen just hugged her quietly like this, allowing her to vent endlessly the depression in his heart, as long as she still cries, he won't worry anymore.

He didn't know how long he was sobbing, until the voice of the little girl in his arms became hoarse, and the tone of sobbing gradually weakened, and Lu Qianchen slowly helped her up.

Xia Weiran was really panicked and terrified, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, even her delicate makeup was ruined by crying, her dirty little face was in a state of embarrassment, her hands were tightly clenched to land Qianchen's collar, he could feel her arm trembling constantly.

Thinking about it, the current him is the only one she can foresee and rely on.

Thinking of Xia Weilan's alienated and indifferent attitude towards him, whether he is hard or soft, and does not make money, Lu Qianchen couldn't help feeling slightly bitter and frustrated.

He never thought that she would show such dependence on him when Xia's mother was seriously ill.

This kind of dependence, Lu Qianchen should have been very happy, but when he saw her face turned pale with fear, his heart throbbed with pain.

"Ranran, don't cry." Raising his hand, he gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Believe in me, I will definitely cure your mother, I promise you."

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In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight poured into the ward through the glass. There was warmth in the white ward, and even Xia Mu's pale face was rosy.

Xia Yueran was sleeping on the sofa. In her sleep, her small brows were tightly frowned, and there were dry tears at the corners of her eyes.

She must have worked very hard, very hard!

(End of this chapter)