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Cui Chengchuan threw away his crutches, limped to the side of the bed, lifted the quilt with his big hand, and took off Qiao Weihuan's oxygen mask: "Yate is seriously injured and is still operating." ”

He looked at the woman's calm eyebrows and eyes, and sneered, "Art has changed the rest of your life, and now he is unpredictable, are you still quite happy?" ”

Qiao Weihuan breathed shallowly, as if he couldn't hear at all.

Uncle Zhong couldn't stand it and reminded aloud: "Mr. Morris, the young lady has been hit too hard this time, and she won't have this kind of thought." ”

Who doesn't know that she hits hard? He Zhengxiao tried every possible way to hide it, just because he was afraid that she wouldn't be able to stand it. Who knows if she will die or not, knowing when she is unprepared, or when she is kidnapped by Ashe.

The horror of having no way to survive, and suddenly hearing such a thing again, she was in good spirits, but now-

Cui Chengchuan turned his head suddenly: "Uncle Zhong, you don't know what the situation is now?" Art can't have an accident, he has an accident......"

He closed his eyes, exhaled heavily, and between his handsome eyebrows, a little haze quietly came out, "Can the little butterfly afford it?" ”

Uncle Zhong was speechless, and retreated to the door with a worried face.

Cui Chengchuan threw away the oxygen mask in his hand, bited the words clearly, and dragged out the last note: "Little butterfly, Yate has been beaten because of you, and now there is a bunch of messes that no one can clean up." If you have a little conscience, hurry up and put up your discomfort and carry the burden for Art, lest you look down on yourself in the future. ”

He left with a long list of words, and the doctors and nurses who stayed behind relaxed and went about their business in an orderly manner.

The door of the operating room was closed, and Cui Chengchuan sat down on the chair heavily, staring at the door without blinking. The men in suits solemnized their facial lines, and they crowded the entire floor. Every time the doctors and nurses who came and went saw this battle, they couldn't help but lift their hearts.

I don't know how long it took, Cui Chengchuan suddenly moved the tips of his ears slightly, and turned his head to look at the elevator.

Just as the elevator door opened, Charlotte stepped out of the elevator with cold eyebrows, her green eyes paused on Cui Chengchuan, and quickly turned to Uncle Zhong, "How is Arte?" ”

Uncle Zhong didn't dare to hide Charlotte, so he said it honestly.

The air seemed to stop flowing, and in the dead silence everywhere, the sound of people's footsteps and breathing sounded very noisy.

Charlotte took a deep breath, she stood in place for a long time, and glanced at the closed door, "Uncle Zhong, you take them away." ”

Uncle Zhong raised his eyes in surprise, didn't say anything, gestured, and the men in the suit left with a sigh, and then he also left.

Cui Chengchuan got up with his crutches and was about to leave, when he heard Charlotte call him: "Morris." ”

Choi Seung-chuan slowly moved a step with his cane, and Charlotte stepped on a thin heel.

"What I said last time, did you think about it clearly?"

Cui Chengchuan lowered his eyes and glanced at her, "I can't help you." ”

Charlotte's pupils shrank, and she raised her hand to the door, "Art is injured, and without him to lead the way, Demville will be hit like never before." Haven't you seen clearly that that woman can't do anything but bring bad luck to the family? ”

Cui Chengchuan stepped forward with his long legs and bypassed Charlotte, "Don't think too much of people, I can resist, so can the little butterfly, and it is the little butterfly that Art fancies." ”

"Just her? A person who shrinks up when he gets hit? Charlotte stood abruptly in front of Cui Chengchuan, blocked his way, slightly hooked the corners of her lips, revealing a little mocking arc, "Morris, don't carry personal feelings, think rationally, what should you do for the sake of the family?" ”

Her face was like an ice sculpture, flawless and unpopular, and the ridicule was chilling.

Beneath the impeccable skin, there is nothing but the family.

For the sake of the family, she can abandon her own heart and willingly marry an incompetent man to maintain the royal family and Demville's in-laws, and also raise his and his ex-wife's children for her husband. Even if she doesn't have a few days left, she can completely ignore herself, and even use this to play the emotional card with him.

When it comes to ruthlessness, no one can compare to Charlotte.

The arm was suddenly pulled, Charlotte's back was against the cold wall, and Cui Chengchuan was holding the wall with one arm, trapping her between her chest and the wall, and there were snow flakes gently surging in her green eyes.

"I'm loyal to Art, so I won't touch Little Butterfly, and I won't let anyone else touch her." Cui Chengchuan lowered his head and looked at the expressionless face, "Also, you receive treatment, what you said to me last time, I didn't tell Yate, this is the only thing I can help you." ”

Charlotte raised her head, and the young face in her pupils had the emotions he pressed in the deepest part of her heart.

"I didn't have time for treatment, and you won't tell Art."

At the corner of the corridor, Uncle Zhong, who had gone and returned, stopped his steps to take a step, put down his old face seriously, and listened to Cui Chengchuan lower his voice and asked, "Are you so sure?" ”

"I'm sure."

"Charlotte! Don't forget that you're a victim yourself, and you want Art to follow the same path as you?! ”

"I can do anything for Demville, and so can Art, as long as—"

A "ding" interrupted the conversation between the two people.

Cui Chengchuan turned around, and the men in suits and leather shoes stepped out of the elevator, those faces were quite familiar, and they were all from the House of Commons.

"Mr. Morris, on behalf of His Excellency the Prime Minister, we have come to visit the Duke of Demville." The man at the head was still polite, and his eyes rolled on the door of the operating room, "How is the duke doing now?" ”

Cui Chengchuan slowly straightened up and asked him with a half-smile: "The prime minister has a heart, but what is the situation of Yate now, you can't see it?" ”

His tone was really not polite, but these people didn't have a good intention to come here. Hearing this, several people looked at each other, and then sat down on their chairs, "Your Excellency the Prime Minister is very worried about the Duke's injury, since the Duke is still in surgery, then we will stay here and wait for the results of the operation." ”

Worried about injury? I'm just here to wait for He Zhengxiao to die!

The two groups of people outside the operating room waited knowingly, and the atmosphere was strangely peaceful.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and the bright light on the horizon penetrates the clouds and spreads out on the earth.

Qiao Weihuan on the hospital bed slowly opened her eyes to the slit.

She awoke from the cloudy blackness, and her vision was not clear, as if a fine net had been cast, and light pierced through the cracks. After a long time, Qiao Weihuan completely adapted to the white light in the ward.

The nurse next to her was checking her blood pressure, and when she looked down by chance, she caught a glimpse of the unconscious person with half-open eyes, and she shouted in surprise: "Madam, you are awake!" ”

The nurse walked over quickly and asked her softly how she felt, but Qiao Weihuan didn't answer for a long time, her eyes were covered with an obscure mist, and her expression was staring at the end of the bed with a fixed expression. Seeing that the situation was not right, the nurse went out with a light step, closed the door of the ward, and hurried to find the doctor.

When the doctor came, Qiao Weihuan was numb to them and didn't give any response during the whole process.

The head is groggy and weighs tens of millions of pounds. It was also difficult to breathe, as if there were a pair of invisible big hands, pressing heavily on the heart.

I don't want to wake up, but I have to wake up, who makes her still want to live.

That's a physiological instinct, and it's also a habit that has struggled over the years, no matter how difficult the predicament is, she has to find a way to climb out.

Ke Xin hadn't come out of the cage yet, and was trapped in a square inch.

Mama Qiao, Mrs. Xu, and Vivian......

There was a continuous roar in his ears, Qiao Weihuan closed his eyes in pain, his fingers inserted into his hair, and his lips trembled irrepressibly.

The doctors and nurses were already very worried about her condition, and seeing that her expression was wrong, a nurse bent down anxiously and called out to her tentatively: "Madam, do you feel uncomfortable?" ”

Qiao Weihuan's reflexive wave made the nurse have to step back. She held her head, curled up uncomfortably, and told herself one by one: Don't think about it!

That's it, she doesn't want to care about anything anymore, she doesn't want to listen or watch!

Stay away from her!!

When Uncle Zhong came in, the doctors and nurses were at a loss and spoke softly to Qiao Weihuan. It's a pity that their profession is not right, and the people on the hospital bed are always shrunk into a ball, no matter what they say, they refuse to let go of themselves, and they can't force it, so the examination can't continue.

Uncle Zhong walked over quickly and called out to her tentatively: "Young lady? ”

Qiao Weihuan didn't react, her long hair spread out messily covered her cheeks, revealing only a thin pale chin.

"Young lady, the young master's operation is not over yet, for you, the young master issued a wanted warrant for Ash in the media all over the UK, and also announced Ash's crime, you must know how serious the consequences are. Now the House of Commons is waiting outside the operating room, and Mr. Morris and Miss Charlotte are there, but ......"

Uncle Zhong paused, and his voice was extremely low: "I just heard that they seem to have something to hide from the young master, and I can't believe them." ”

Qiao Weihuan in his eyes still maintained that posture and did not move, completely guarding against the approach of others, as if even the sound was blocked. However, at an angle that Uncle Zhong didn't see, Qiao Weihuan's eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Young lady, you are in great pain right now, but you are the fiancée of the young master and the future mistress of Demville."

Uncle Zhong bent down deeply at the woman on the hospital bed.

"I beg you, you must hold on and don't fall."

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

Cui Chengchuan threw away his crutches, limped to the side of the bed, lifted the quilt with his big hand, and took off Qiao Weihuan's oxygen mask: "Yate is seriously injured and is still operating." ”

He looked at the woman's calm eyebrows and eyes, and sneered, "Art has changed the rest of your life, and now he is unpredictable, are you still quite happy?" ”

Qiao Weihuan breathed shallowly, as if he couldn't hear at all.

Uncle Zhong couldn't stand it and reminded aloud: "Mr. Morris, the young lady has been hit too hard this time, and she won't have this kind of thought." ”

Who doesn't know that she hits hard? He Zhengxiao tried every possible way to hide it, just because he was afraid that she wouldn't be able to stand it. Who knows if she will die or not, knowing when she is unprepared, or when she is kidnapped by Ashe.

The horror of having no way to survive, and suddenly hearing such a thing again, she was in good spirits, but now-

Cui Chengchuan turned his head suddenly: "Uncle Zhong, you don't know what the situation is now?" Art can't have an accident, he has an accident......"

He closed his eyes, exhaled heavily, and between his handsome eyebrows, a little haze quietly came out, "Can the little butterfly afford it?" ”

Uncle Zhong was speechless, and retreated to the door with a worried face.

Cui Chengchuan threw away the oxygen mask in his hand, bited the words clearly, and dragged out the last note: "Little butterfly, Yate has been beaten because of you, and now there is a bunch of messes that no one can clean up." If you have a little conscience, hurry up and put up your discomfort and carry the burden for Art, lest you look down on yourself in the future. ”

He left with a long list of words, and the doctors and nurses who stayed behind relaxed and went about their business in an orderly manner.

The door of the operating room was closed, and Cui Chengchuan sat down on the chair heavily, staring at the door without blinking. The men in suits solemnized their facial lines, and they crowded the entire floor. Every time the doctors and nurses who came and went saw this battle, they couldn't help but lift their hearts.

I don't know how long it took, Cui Chengchuan suddenly moved the tips of his ears slightly, and turned his head to look at the elevator.

Just as the elevator door opened, Charlotte stepped out of the elevator with cold eyebrows, her green eyes paused on Cui Chengchuan, and quickly turned to Uncle Zhong, "How is Arte?" ”

Uncle Zhong didn't dare to hide Charlotte, so he said it honestly.

The air seemed to stop flowing, and in the dead silence everywhere, the sound of people's footsteps and breathing sounded very noisy.

Charlotte took a deep breath, she stood in place for a long time, and glanced at the closed door, "Uncle Zhong, you take them away." ”

Uncle Zhong raised his eyes in surprise, didn't say anything, gestured, and the men in the suit left with a sigh, and then he also left.

Cui Chengchuan got up with his crutches and was about to leave, when he heard Charlotte call him: "Morris." ”

Choi Seung-chuan slowly moved a step with his cane, and Charlotte stepped on a thin heel.

"What I said last time, did you think about it clearly?"

Cui Chengchuan lowered his eyes and glanced at her, "I can't help you." ”

Charlotte's pupils shrank, and she raised her hand to the door, "Art is injured, and without him to lead the way, Demville will be hit like never before." Haven't you seen clearly that that woman can't do anything but bring bad luck to the family? ”

Cui Chengchuan stepped forward with his long legs and bypassed Charlotte, "Don't think too much of people, I can resist, so can the little butterfly, and it is the little butterfly that Art fancies." ”

"Just her? A person who shrinks up when he gets hit? Charlotte stood abruptly in front of Cui Chengchuan, blocked his way, slightly hooked the corners of her lips, revealing a little mocking arc, "Morris, don't carry personal feelings, think rationally, what should you do for the sake of the family?" ”

Her face was like an ice sculpture, flawless and unpopular, and the ridicule was chilling.

Beneath the impeccable skin, there is nothing but the family.

For the sake of the family, she can abandon her own heart and willingly marry an incompetent man to maintain the royal family and Demville's in-laws, and also raise his and his ex-wife's children for her husband. Even if she doesn't have a few days left, she can completely ignore herself, and even use this to play the emotional card with him.

When it comes to ruthlessness, no one can compare to Charlotte.

The arm was suddenly pulled, Charlotte's back was against the cold wall, and Cui Chengchuan was holding the wall with one arm, trapping her between her chest and the wall, and there were snow flakes gently surging in her green eyes.

"I'm loyal to Art, so I won't touch Little Butterfly, and I won't let anyone else touch her." Cui Chengchuan lowered his head and looked at the expressionless face, "Also, you receive treatment, what you said to me last time, I didn't tell Yate, this is the only thing I can help you." ”

Charlotte raised her head, and the young face in her pupils had the emotions he pressed in the deepest part of her heart.

"I didn't have time for treatment, and you won't tell Art."

At the corner of the corridor, Uncle Zhong, who had gone and returned, stopped his steps to take a step, put down his old face seriously, and listened to Cui Chengchuan lower his voice and asked, "Are you so sure?" ”

"I'm sure."

"Charlotte! Don't forget that you're a victim yourself, and you want Art to follow the same path as you?! ”

"I can do anything for Demville, and so can Art, as long as—"

A "ding" interrupted the conversation between the two people.

Cui Chengchuan turned around, and the men in suits and leather shoes stepped out of the elevator, those faces were quite familiar, and they were all from the House of Commons.

"Mr. Morris, on behalf of His Excellency the Prime Minister, we have come to visit the Duke of Demville." The man at the head was still polite, and his eyes rolled on the door of the operating room, "How is the duke doing now?" ”

Cui Chengchuan slowly straightened up and asked him with a half-smile: "The prime minister has a heart, but what is the situation of Yate now, you can't see it?" ”

His tone was really not polite, but these people didn't have a good intention to come here. Hearing this, several people looked at each other, and then sat down on their chairs, "Your Excellency the Prime Minister is very worried about the Duke's injury, since the Duke is still in surgery, then we will stay here and wait for the results of the operation." ”

Worried about injury? I'm just here to wait for He Zhengxiao to die!

The two groups of people outside the operating room waited knowingly, and the atmosphere was strangely peaceful.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and the bright light on the horizon penetrates the clouds and spreads out on the earth.

Qiao Weihuan on the hospital bed slowly opened her eyes to the slit.

She awoke from the cloudy blackness, and her vision was not clear, as if a fine net had been cast, and light pierced through the cracks. After a long time, Qiao Weihuan completely adapted to the white light in the ward.

The nurse next to her was checking her blood pressure, and when she looked down by chance, she caught a glimpse of the unconscious person with half-open eyes, and she shouted in surprise: "Madam, you are awake!" ”

The nurse walked over quickly and asked her softly how she felt, but Qiao Weihuan didn't answer for a long time, her eyes were covered with an obscure mist, and her expression was staring at the end of the bed with a fixed expression. Seeing that the situation was not right, the nurse went out with a light step, closed the door of the ward, and hurried to find the doctor.

When the doctor came, Qiao Weihuan was numb to them and didn't give any response during the whole process.

The head is groggy and weighs tens of millions of pounds. It was also difficult to breathe, as if there were a pair of invisible big hands, pressing heavily on the heart.

I don't want to wake up, but I have to wake up, who makes her still want to live.

That's a physiological instinct, and it's also a habit that has struggled over the years, no matter how difficult the predicament is, she has to find a way to climb out.

Ke Xin hadn't come out of the cage yet, and was trapped in a square inch.

Mama Qiao, Mrs. Xu, and Vivian......

There was a continuous roar in his ears, Qiao Weihuan closed his eyes in pain, his fingers inserted into his hair, and his lips trembled irrepressibly.

The doctors and nurses were already very worried about her condition, and seeing that her expression was wrong, a nurse bent down anxiously and called out to her tentatively: "Madam, do you feel uncomfortable?" ”

Qiao Weihuan's reflexive wave made the nurse have to step back. She held her head, curled up uncomfortably, and told herself one by one: Don't think about it!

That's it, she doesn't want to care about anything anymore, she doesn't want to listen or watch!

Stay away from her!!

When Uncle Zhong came in, the doctors and nurses were at a loss and spoke softly to Qiao Weihuan. It's a pity that their profession is not right, and the people on the hospital bed are always shrunk into a ball, no matter what they say, they refuse to let go of themselves, and they can't force it, so the examination can't continue.

Uncle Zhong walked over quickly and called out to her tentatively: "Young lady? ”

Qiao Weihuan didn't react, her long hair spread out messily covered her cheeks, revealing only a thin pale chin.

"Young lady, the young master's operation is not over yet, for you, the young master issued a wanted warrant for Ash in the media all over the UK, and also announced Ash's crime, you must know how serious the consequences are. Now the House of Commons is waiting outside the operating room, and Mr. Morris and Miss Charlotte are there, but ......"

Uncle Zhong paused, and his voice was extremely low: "I just heard that they seem to have something to hide from the young master, and I can't believe them." ”

Qiao Weihuan in his eyes still maintained that posture and did not move, completely guarding against the approach of others, as if even the sound was blocked. However, at an angle that Uncle Zhong didn't see, Qiao Weihuan's eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Young lady, you are in great pain right now, but you are the fiancée of the young master and the future mistress of Demville."

Uncle Zhong bent down deeply at the woman on the hospital bed.

"I beg you, you must hold on and don't fall."

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