Her appearance made his heart ache.

It was as if he could feel his heart shattering little by little.

An angular face gradually shrouded in a thick layer of gloom.

In the bottomless black eyes, there are tears flowing.

With red eyes, he approached her again, stretched out his hand, and embraced her in his arms.

hand, gently stroked her hair, chin against the top of her hair, moved her lips: "I'm sorry, I did this, but I'm afraid that you won't be able to accept it, and I want to find a chance to tell you slowly, the doctor said, we still have a fifty percent chance, don't worry, even if you search for famous doctors all over the world and scatter all your wealth, I will cure you." ”

lips, kissing the top of her hair.

The voice, hoarse to the extreme.

Warm tears slid down his angular face and landed on the top of her hair.

"Liar! You liar! Swindler! She whimpered and sobbed.

Hands thumped his chest, making a dull sound like a drum.

Tears soaked his dark coat......

He let her beat her, no matter how much it hurt, he still didn't move.

In his ears, her heartbroken murmurs and sobs were like sharp knives that plunged deep into his broken heart.

Tired, she collapsed weakly in his arms, but her hand was still holding his coat, and said, "Go and help me kill Sun Xiaoran, okay?" Kill her, okay? I beg you! ”

"Woman...... I'm sorry, but I can promise you anything but that. He increased the strength of his arm, hugged her hard, cheeks, and kept rubbing her hair, and said helplessly.

Seeing her painful appearance, he didn't want to kill the woman.

But he couldn't, he couldn't.

That woman was the only one who could undo the poison in her body.

If Sun Xiaoran died, then she would not be saved.

"I don't want anything! I want her dead! I hate her! I hate you too! Don't you love me? Why can't you help me kill her! For what! She cried out in a heart-rending voice, her long nails digging deep into his delicately curved neck.

He took a long breath, then exhaled slowly, letting her clutch at his neck.

At this moment, he is not the king standing at the top of the world.

At this moment, he is just an ordinary man who feels sorry for his woman.

"Good, you can't hate me, I don't want you to hate me, believe me, I will definitely find someone to cure you." His body went limp, and he sat down on the ground, hugging her tightly, and said.

"I hate her! I hate it! The grip on his neck slowly stopped, and the bloody hand slowly slipped to his side and clenched into a fist.

Intense hatred swept over her like a wave, almost engulfing her entirely.

She felt like she was overwhelmed.

Every granule of the body hurts.

Tired of crying, she slowly closed her heavy eyelids, took a deep breath, and said, "Because she is your wife, because she is pregnant with your child, you can't treat her casually like you treat Qiao Jasmine Chen Bihua, right?" ”

"......" he was silent, he wanted to tell her, no, no.

"Hah...... Ha...... Ha...... I know that the Tao is like this, and I know the Tao! She slowly closed her heavy eyelids, smiled wryly, and stopped talking.

He kissed the top of her hair again, reached out to wipe the tears from her face, and bent down to carry her to the bed, as soft as if she had been drained of her muscles.

She lay on her back in despair, her eyes fixed on the plain white ceiling above her head.

Tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes little by little, wetting the snow-white pillow towel.

"Tomorrow, I'll take you to the United States, the United States can't, we'll go to another country. Trust me, I'm not going to let you stay paralyzed all the time. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her, his brow furrowed.

"......" She was silent, not even looking at him.

The sound of "......" opening the door pierced the heavy sadness of the room.

At the door, Ning Meng, who was carrying a red backpack and wearing a heavy white down jacket, stared blankly at the scene in front of her, her clear eyes were filled with tears.

She bit her pale lip hard, slowly walked to Qiao Weiwei's side, stretched out her hand, wiped the tears on Qiao Weiwei's face, looked at Liang Bo, who was full of blood marks on her neck, and said, "Master Bo, Sister Weiwei knows everything, right?" ”

Liang Bo didn't speak, his eyes were full of sorrow.

"Sister Weiwei, don't you cry, don't you say it, there is still a fifty percent chance."

Qiao Weiwei didn't speak, nor did she look at Ning Meng, just stared at the ceiling blankly, silent, as if she was sluggish.

Ning Meng touched her hair helplessly, looked at Liang Bo, and then looked at Qiao Weiwei, she was really at a loss.

"Let's go, go and accompany your little wife. It's good that Ning Meng is here to accompany me! After a long time, Qiao Weiwei moved her lips weakly, and her blood-stained hands clutched the sheets tightly, and said.

"Woman ......"

"I told you to go, did you hear me!" Qiao Weiwei turned her face away, her voice almost tearing.

"Good...... I'll go. He took another deep breath, opened his eyes vigorously, and then turned his head to look at Ning Meng and said, "Take good care of her." ”

With that, he turned away and closed the door gently.

"What loves me, what I am the only one, it's all fart! At the critical moment, it's not towards Sun Xiaoran's JIan person! After hearing the sound of the door closing, Qiao Weiwei moved her lips weakly again and said.

At this moment, her voice was already hoarse to the extreme.

"Sister Weiwei, shall I sing you a song?" Ning Meng slowly sat on the edge of Qiao Weiwei's bed, reached out again, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said.

"Click......" Before Qiao Weiwei could speak, the door was opened again.

"I let you go, you didn't listen......" Qiao Weiwei shouted, and when her eyes touched the figure of Liangyi and Zhou Chuyu at the door, the other few unfinished words were swallowed back into her stomach alive.

"Sister Chu Yu. Yi Ye. When Ning Meng saw the two, she immediately slid off the bed and said hello obediently.

Zhou Chuyu nodded with Liangyi, and then fell on Qiao Weiwei's face.

"I just happened to meet Bo Ye when I came up, he looked very uncomfortable, did you quarrel? You scratched those blood marks on his neck? Zhou Chuyu flicked the snowflakes on the red down jacket, walked up to Qiao Weiwei, looked at her bloodstained hands, and then sat down.

Coolness followed, sitting on the sofa next to the bed, still warm.

Looking at Qiao Weiwei like this, her narrow eyes gradually dimmed.

Qiao Weiwei sat up with difficulty under the support of Zhou Chuyu, then moved her body, grabbed Liangyi's hand suddenly, and shook it: "Liangyi, go and help me kill Sun Xiaoran, okay!" Good no good! ”

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