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Chapter 332 Two Sorry (1)

Something happened to Yiren, she's dying...

These two words exploded to Han Cheng's ears like a thunderbolt, causing his blood to flow backwards, his heart stopped suddenly, his tall figure wobbled, and he almost couldn't stand still.

what happened?

He just left for a while, why...

"Yi Ren, Yi Ren..." Han Cheng clutched his cramped chest, called out her name in a trembling voice, and ran in the direction of Mu Jianxuan recklessly.

No, Yi Ren will be fine.

She said that she would accompany him until his old age.

On the other side, Mu Jianxuan almost rushed towards the beach at the fastest speed. Soon, he saw Xi Ya'er half-kneeling on the beach doing heart compressions, and Xie Yiren lying in a white dress. There, motionless.

Obviously not long ago she threw away his hand angrily, why in just this moment she was like a withered Margaret flower, losing its vitality.

He would rather she hurt him than have an accident happen to her.

"Yi Ren..."

Mu Jianxuan's eyes turned red in an instant, and he ran towards Xie Yi with all his strength, and suddenly, a tall figure quickly passed by him, stirring up a gust of cold wind.

It is Hancheng.

After Han Cheng caught up with Mu Jianxuan, he caught Xie Yiren's existence at a glance, and the whiteness deeply hurt his eyes.

He wants... to go to Yi Ren right away, he shouldn't have left in anger just now, he shouldn't...

Han Cheng ran to the beach, not daring to take a breath, staring blankly at the drenched Xie Yiren, her face was paler than the white dress she was wearing, and he could smell her body so close. The smell of sea water and the cold breath of death.

die……

No, he won't let her die.

Han Cheng took a deep breath, pushed Xi Ya'er away, leaned over and hugged Xie Yiren horizontally, the cold temperature of her body made his hands tremble with cold.

Han Cheng hugged him even harder, and asked in a deep voice, "Did you call an ambulance?"

Xi Ya'er was pushed and fell down on the beach. She was stunned for a few seconds, and then realized: "I called just now, but I haven't come yet."

Han Cheng's black eyes froze, he looked at Mu Jianxuan who was running close, and said, "Go and drive the car over, you must send Yiren to the hospital immediately."

Mu Jianxuan nodded without the slightest hesitation, and when he was about to turn around, a pair of cold little hands grabbed his wrist.

"Brother Jianxuan, your right arm is injured and you can't drive, let me go, I will be there soon, and there will be no delay."

After speaking, Xi Ya'er ran forward without waiting for Mu Jianxuan's consent.

Mu Jianxuan lowered his eyes and glanced at the wrist that Xi Ya'er had just held, then raised his eyes again, looking at her figure running with all his strength, his eyes were slightly absent-minded.

As Xi Yaer promised, about five or six minutes later, the three of them drove to the nearest hospital.

Han Cheng was sitting in the back seat of the car, hugging Xie Yiren's cold body tightly. It was obviously a high temperature of nearly 39 degrees, but her body temperature was as if she had just stepped out of an ice cellar, and he was shocked by the cold.

"Yi Ren, you'll be fine, you'll be fine..."

Han Cheng murmured uneasily, his cool lips kissed her cheeks over and over again, her cheeks were pale and bloodless, only the bright red palm prints formed a sharp contrast.

"Yi Ren, who made you like this, does your face hurt, and where else does it hurt, tell me?"

Han Cheng talked to himself alone, and surrounded Xie Yiren's body more and more forcefully, and Xie Yiren seemed to hear Han Cheng's voice, and suddenly let out an uncomfortable groan.

(End of this chapter)