my gambling boyfriend

Chapter 458 Maybe He Will Wake Her Up

The two times were caused by her, his heart was too sad and angry, and the wound on his chest started to hurt violently, he couldn't hate, Sang Xia died.

The younger sister he loved the most, still hurt the woman he loved the most, and she chose to use such a paranoid approach.

"Chen..." Jie Luo yelled worriedly. He had been in the corridor in a daze since the moment he finished speaking.

"Take me to see her, she must have nothing else to do." The voice no longer had the previous anger and excitement, only full of sadness.

Jie Luo nodded, took him to Lan Mo's ward, knocked on the door, and only Lan Yan and Chu Heng were left guarding the room. Lan Yan turned around and saw that it was Guan Zichen.

I became excited again, "Guan Zichen, I don't want to see you now, please get out immediately!"

"I want to watch her." Guan Zichen didn't pay attention to Lan Yan's sarcasm, but fixedly looked at the girl on the hospital bed, and staggered to the side of the bed.

Chu Heng frowned lightly, but he still appeared.

He sighed, stopping Lan Yan's excitement and anger, "Yan, let's go out first, and let the two of them stay alone for a while."

"Heng, do you really think so? Do you know that Xiaomo will only be unlucky if he is with him?" Lan Yan said nonsense angrily.

"But maybe he will wake Momo up." Chu Heng smiled faintly. He and Lan Yan just tried to talk to her, about the things they used to do when they were young, but she didn't even move her eyelashes except for sleeping. .

As long as she can wake up, he will use all methods to try.

Lan Yan was stunned for a moment, then glared at Guan Zichen bitterly, and was half pushed out of the ward by Chu Heng.

Jie Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and followed him, praying in his heart, praying that Lan Mo would wake up soon.

Guan Zichen stared blankly at her sleeping like a child, her snow-white face was almost transparent, and when he held her hand, it was also cold.

Heartbroken, he put her hand to his mouth and breathed and kissed her lightly.

I still remember that when she fell asleep in his arms that morning, she was like this, like an angel, so peaceful.

But now, he only wants her to scold him fiercely and blame him. It's really his fault.

If, without that phone call, he had quietly returned to China, the current situation would not have happened.

(End of this chapter)