School grass's runaway sweetheart

Chapter 690 I Feel...I'm Going To Die

Chapter 690 I Feel...I'm Going To Die

Tong Luoluo picked up the phone, watched Young Master Gong turn the steering wheel to drive the car out, and said "Hello" to the phone.

But after waiting for several seconds, there was no voice coming from inside. She took the phone away from her ear and glanced at it. It was Mochu's call.

"Mochu?"

She tentatively asked another question.

The inside was still silent, just when Tong Luoluo suspected that Mochu accidentally bumped into the phone by mistake, a sentence came from inside: "Tong Er, I feel... I'm going to die."

"...?!"

Tong Luoluo was in a daze, and before he could ask what was going on, there was a sudden sobbing sound from inside, one sound, one sound, hitting Tong Luoluo's heart heavily...

As if she had expected something, she turned her head and glanced at Young Master Gong in the driver's seat, and hurriedly comforted her: "Mo Chu, don't be impulsive, wait for me obediently, Young Master Gong and I will go to the hospital to find you right now!"

"You must obediently stay in the hospital, we will be there soon!"

While Tong Luoluo was consoling urgently, Gong Aojie quickly turned the steering wheel to turn the car, and drove in the other direction...

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When I arrived at the hospital, as soon as I rushed out of the elevator, I saw a body squatting at the base of the wall next to the elevator, curled up together, looking thin and small.

"... Mochu."

Hearing the movement, the girl squatting on the ground slowly raised her head and looked at Tong Luoluo with red eyes.

She seemed to have suffered a big blow, she looked very depressed, her eyes were red, her face was red, her cheeks were full of tears, her hair was messy...

Seeing Mo Chu, who had always been spunky, suddenly become like this, Tong Luoluo's heart ached sharply.

She squatted down slowly, stretched out her hand, and patted her back lightly and stiffly, her voice choked up uncontrollably: "Mo Chu, don't cry, don't cry..."

"He forgot me, how could he forget me! I've already done that, and I almost didn't eat him, how could he still forget me? Why did he lose his brain when he got sick! "

Xia Mochu cried and shouted.

If she said this normally, Tong Luoluo would definitely want to laugh, but now, she couldn't laugh at all, instead it felt like a bone-piercing pain!
Seeing this scene, Gong Aojie, who has always been cold and arrogant, rushed directly to Gong Aoze's ward with big strides.

As soon as the door opened, Gong Aoze was just about to turn off the lights and take a rest.

Seeing that the door was suddenly opened, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, a trace of surprise flashed across his face, but he laughed: "Brother, why are you here so late? I'm about to go to bed."

"You can still sleep?"

Gong Aojie stared at his younger brother with an innocent and gentle expression, although he knew it was wrong to say that, but when he thought of how Xia Mo was crying at the beginning, he couldn't hold back and said in a very aggressive tone.

Gong Aoze couldn't help being a little stunned when asked by his brother who was always gentle with him, and then laughed: "Brother, what's the matter?"

At this moment, there was another mournful cry from outside.

Gong Aoze couldn't help but frowned fiercely, leaned over and took out a plastic box from the drawer of the bedside table, opened it and took out the earplugs inside.

He gestured to his brother with the earplugs, and said with a helpless smile: "Because this girl is too noisy, I specially prepared a pair of earplugs for me, so I should be able to sleep better."

Said that Gong Aoze was about to put the earplugs into his ears, but at this moment, Gong Aojie suddenly stepped forward, snatched the earplugs from his hand, and threw them directly into the trash can beside him.

"She laughs, she cries, all because of you!"

(End of this chapter)

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