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The road in the morning became noisy and chaotic.

"Brother..."

"Brother, don't die..."

"Mu Yanchen, don't die..." Lan Xi's whole person was shaking, holding his shoulder and head in the chaotic ambulance. Tears crept over his face and said with a crying voice. A trembling little hand constantly wiped the blood on his forehead, but it just wiped it out and came out again.

Huge fear swept her, the whole world was shaking, but her eyes were only the blood on his forehead which could not be wiped clean.

"Little girl, don't hold him, let him lie on his back first!" The nurse scowled at her, trying to tear her from behind.

But just opened her hand, she cried out: "he is my brother, why don't I touch him!"

Nurses were called by her a Leng God, after a long time cold face roar back: "to save people! Do you really want to see him die? " Then one pushed her aside.

Almost dizzy in the pain, vision is terrible scarlet, muyanchen's thick eyelashes covered with blood, slowly opened, the only thing to see is that slender figure, hands on the ground, leaning against the wall of the car, full of sadness and tears, as well as the general fear of the sky in his eyes.

Among the busy doctors and nurses in the ambulance, his handsome face was as white as paper, and he slowly raised a hand towards her.

She was shocked and quickly crawled over to listen to him.

"Don't cry..." The low voice such as fog, faint scattered to the dust, she can still hear.

A light smile blooms in the pale and elegant corner of the mouth. Mu Yanchen seems to have been redeemed in the severe pain. He turns his face to her ear and murmurs: "don't cry, Lanxi If you cry like this, I dare not die... "

Lan Xi, if you cry like this, I dare not die.

Dark but clear words, like thunder, burst into her mind in the chaotic world.

***

when Mo Ruqing got the news from home and went to the hospital, she often felt soft under her feet. Several times, she almost fell on the ground and was held by the housekeeper nearby. Mo Ruqing broke away again and continued to walk in with scarlet eyes.

The long corridor smelled of disinfectant.

Mo Ruqing couldn't find the direction. Fortunately, the housekeeper pointed to the light in the emergency room, and then she ran in that direction.

"How long have you been in? How many hours? Where did it hit? Which doctor knows? " Mo Ruqing patted the door of the emergency room several times, and without any movement, he rushed to the medical studio to look for, "doctor, doctor!"

The housekeeper took her: "madam, the doctors are all in it. Now they are busy. Let's wait for the young master to come out."

"Wait?" Mo Ruqing burst into tears in her eyes and said excitedly, "let me wait and give me an explanation first. He was still fine a few days ago. Where could such an accident happen in the morning?"

The roar reverberated in the hospital corridor. It was not peaceful in the early morning, but the nurses and doctors were used to this scene and walked back and forth without expression.

The housekeeper is still saying something, Mo Ruqing's eyes without focus are slowly solidified in the corner of the wall.

A small figure squatted on the ground, holding his arm in his hand, five fingers full of blood, can not see the original color, she squatted on the ground holding himself, helpless and trance.

A few loud high-heeled shoes were heard, and the shadow was over her head.

“…… Shouldn't you be at school? " Red eyes, Mo Ruqing pressed the trembling voice, asked word by word.

"Lan Xi, you look up at you, aunt Mo -- you get up and tell me that Yan Chen's accident has nothing to do with you. Aunt Mo believes you!" With a little tearing sound, it burst out clearly from between her teeth.

Lan Xi hugged himself more tightly and buried half of his pale face into his arm, leaving only a pair of red eyes wet by tears.

Don't ask her.

She was more afraid than anyone else.

She remembers her mother's death more than half a year ago. How a person's body changed from warm to cold, flexible to stiff, and the blood that her mother finally coughed splashed all over her. Later, there was no one who loved her so much in the world.

When she was holding mu Yanchen's head and rubbing his blood continuously, she was in the extreme mood of fear.

Lost, no more.

***

seven stitches were sewn on the head wound, the brain was slightly shaken, three ribs were fractured, and the soft tissue was severely contused But according to the doctor, this kind of injury is mild, take care of it carefully, and you can recover soon.

This news, is after the first aid, Mo Ruqing allows the housekeeper to call Mu Mingsheng to let him come over.

However, even so, Lan Xi could not help but scold his father.

She did not change her blood stained school uniform. Her pale face raised and her eyes glistened with glittering light. She only looked at the ward where mu Yanchen was pushed into a daze. She was used to such swearing.

"Well, how did you stay with your brother at that time?" Asked the thick, hoarse voice.After this word scolds the voice to pause, Lan Xi eyelashes tremble, also responded to come over, water Mou then looks to father's face.

She held her breath, and her eyes dropped gradually, not answering.

Knowing that her father's anger would escalate, she frowned and held it, but she didn't expect that her wrist was pulled by a hand. She was stunned and looked up to see that she was mo Ruqing with the same red eyes.

"OK, don't scold Mingsheng," Mo Ruqing said in a dumb voice. Her red eyes looked at Lanxi and said softly, "she has so much blood on her body. I don't know where she was hurt. Go to check it and go home to change clothes."

A little bit of shock, spread in the heart of Lan Xi.

After saying that, the housekeeper came to take her away. Lan Xi noticed a trace of something wrong, and grasped the thick and terrible blood in his hands. He looked back at Mo Ruqing and saw the faint light flashing through her eyes.

She was a smart woman. Since some things were so hard to crack, she would not ask and wait for her to see.

A trace of hair creeps up on the back. Lan Xi's face turns white and walks with the housekeeper.

She went home to take a bath, changed her clothes, and pasted bandages on her injured knees and elbows. She rushed back to the hospital without stopping. She pressed her violent gasp to the door of the ward, touching the doorknob with her small hand, but she did not dare to enter.

"Is my brother awake?" She turned to ask sister-in-law Zhang who had been guarding her side.

"Wake up," Mrs. Zhang said, "but as soon as the young master woke up, he was dealing with business affairs. People from the company came to him and said that there was an urgent matter. It was inside."

Lan Xi's eye socket, once again fiercely red.

Twist the door and she broke in.

Inside, Gu ziyao and several other people gathered around him and spoke in a low voice. There was a serious atmosphere in the whole ward.

When mu Yanchen heard the voice, he slowly raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on the people who came in.