Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

When the elevator arrived, she went out of the elevator, found Qi Aozhi's house and rang the doorbell. However, the doorbell rang for a long time, but there was no movement inside. Her heart beat more and more quickly, and her uneasiness and anxiety were constantly expanding. However, no matter how anxious she was, there was no response in the door.

What should I do? What should I do? She anxiously walked to and fro outside the door. Did Qi Aozhi leave the apartment? Or go to work? However, his injury was not mild. He came back so late last night that he could not have left so early.

She rang the doorbell again, but there was no response. She bit her lip and finally decided to ask the security guard to open the door. Just as she was about to leave, a 40-50-year-old female worker came across the corridor. She went straight to the door of Qi Aozhi's room, looked at Xu Jia, who was pale and was anxiously pacing at the door, and asked strangely, "Miss, are you looking for Mr. Gu?"

Xu Jia was so happy that she seemed to see hope. She nodded hastily and said, "yes, yes, I want to find Mr. Gu, but I rang the doorbell and no one answered. He was injured last night. I'm really afraid that something might happen to him. Who are you, please? "

The female worker smiled and said, "I'm Mr. Gu's hourly worker. At this time of day, I will come to the room to clean him."

"Well, that's great. Do you have a key?" Xu Jia asked happily.

"Well, yes, Mr. Gu has given me a key. I'll open the door now."

Xu Jia watched the worker take out the key. Her heart almost reached her throat. As soon as the door opened, she rushed in. She rushed in, appeared in front of this scene, let her suddenly a shock, then is a heartache from the bottom of my heart.

She saw him half lying on the sofa like that, still wearing his coat covered with blood yesterday. There was nothing on his body, only a little dog in his arms, with black eyes open and restless.

Xu Jia's heart was tight. In such a deep winter season, the heating in the house was not turned on. He just lay on the sofa without covering anything all night, and he was hurt. Is it not fatal for him to treat himself like this?

She lightened her steps and came to him step by step with her heart in her hands. She saw his eyes closed, his chest heaved heavily, his breathing tense and rapid, and his abnormal breathing. She squatted down and put her hand on his forehead. The temperature on his forehead startled her. How hot the forehead was!

She jumped up in a hurry. She pushed him hard: "Mr. Qi, Mr. Qi, wake up, don't scare me."

However, his eyes were still closed, and his face and forehead became more and more red because of the high fever. Her anxious call did not arouse any reaction on him. He just frowned more tightly and occasionally said some unreal nonsense. His appearance completely frightened her.

The so-called care is chaos. For a time, she was at a loss. He can't wake up even if he is so sleepy. Isn't he unconscious? If so, has the matter become very serious? Will he die? Tears in her eyes flowed all over her face uncontrollably, and her mouth began to shout: "Qi Aozhi, wake up, wake up..."

Or the next hour aunt came over and woke up Xu Jia: "girl, you can't cry like this. Call president Qi to the hospital quickly."