Very Romantic: The Vampire's Runaway Bride

Chapter 99 The stolen freedom is too short [10]

Helian Yicheng didn't speak, but just glanced at the two men coldly, He Zhenghao glanced back coldly, and Li Zixuan stared at the woman on the hospital bed, feeling very self-blame in his heart a feeling of.

"Is he all right?" Helian Yicheng asked anxiously, pulling the doctor who was about to leave.

"Mr. Helian, don't worry, the injury on Miss Shen's forehead is not serious. It's just that the wound on her chest has split open again, and she was greatly frightened, so she needs to rest." The doctor said with no surprise.

"Really?" Helian Yicheng confirmed with some worry.

"Really, Mr. Helian, don't worry, as long as Miss Shen doesn't have a fever, everything will be fine tomorrow." The doctor said solemnly.

After hearing the doctor's assurance, Helian Yicheng finally let go of his heart slightly, pulled up a chair, sat down quietly, and quietly looked at the woman on the bed.

Looking at his appearance, He Zhenghao wanted to say something, but after all, he dragged Li Zixuan out of the ward without saying anything.

Shen Yiyi was lying on the hospital bed. It was fine at first, but after a while, she developed a high fever. Helian Yicheng killed the doctor in charge, but the doctor could not do anything about it, saying that it was a normal phenomenon that the wound was infected.

Helian Yicheng suddenly felt that it was too cheap to throw those three people into the spiritual residence.

Looking at the woman on the bed, frowning in pain, Helian Yicheng finally realized what it means to feel empathy. If it can be reversed, he really hopes that everything she is enduring now will be borne by him for her.

Shen Yiyi has been dazedly high fever, she seems to have a dream, but the dream is so real.

It was still the same familiar scene, the antique scene, the bright red happy words, all over the room, and the pair of dragon and phoenix candles in the room were lit high, occasionally making a small sound.

The house is full of bright red colors, and there are pairs everywhere, full of festive things, even the bride's shoes, which are embroidered with a little festive.

The bride, covered with a mandarin duck and splashing in the water, sat upright in front of the bed with her head lowered, as if she was shyly waiting for her wedding night.

This is a dream, but Shen Yiyi is extremely clear, she can even feel the bride's shy mood, and even the slight trembling and joy in the bride's heart, she is as real and clear as she is experiencing it.

(End of this chapter)