Chapter 119: Its Dream Language

The red light in the operating room was on for nearly forty minutes before turning green, and Fu Qingyuan hurried over ten minutes after he was pushed into the ward.

"How's he doing?" When Fu Qingyuan rushed to the ward, Mo Zishu was already asleep sitting on the sofa in the ward, and Na Chuan was guarding on the side, so he relaxed his movements and asked in a tone.

"Big brother, you're here, he got sixteen stitches on the back of his head, and now that the situation has stabilized, it's just a matter of waiting for him to wake up." Na Chuan stood up from his seat and couldn't help but feel a little stressed when he faced his eldest brother's height that was half a head taller than him, and he could see that his eldest brother was in a bad mood.

He has been with his eldest brother for many years, since the eldest brother worked hard in country M, when he created the organization, he has always been by the eldest brother's side, his existence can be said to be even some of the elders in the organization can not be compared with it, and then the eldest brother completely inherited the Fu Group and pushed the Fu Group to an unprecedented height, and when he broke away from the organization and went to the Fu Group to help the eldest brother do things, although it was only the position of chief secretary, he never complained or had other complaints, Nachuan dares to guarantee that he is not capable of sitting in the position of vice president, and he definitely has this qualification and ability.

"Did you catch it?" Fu Qingyuan raised his feet and walked gently to Mo Zishu's side, stared at Mo Zishu's beautiful face for a while, and felt that the sleeping Shu Ye was more tranquil and quiet.

He took off the blazer on his body, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, making sure that the smell of smoke would not be easily smelled, so he put it on Mo Zishu's thin body leaning on the back of the sofa chair.

"Caught, Sister Mo finally let the police, we sent him over first, leaving two people there to guard." Nachuan replied quickly.

Fu Qingyuan frowned for a moment, and his deep eyes showed a fierceness: "Be quiet." ”

Na Chuan pouted, so wronged, the baby was bitter, but the baby didn't cry.

In the end, Nachuan reluctantly sat back on the edge of his bed.

The ward was filled with the smell of disinfectant water, Fu Qingyuan sat on the sofa and smelled the smell very uncomfortable, turned his head to look at the sleeping Shuye, but found that at this time, the sleeping girl was frowning, her face was a little pale, and the black suit covering her body formed a clear contrast with her pale complexion.

Fu Qingyuan subconsciously frowned, a trace of displeasure appeared on Qingjun's handsome face, and he turned his gaze, and after looking around the ward and finding the rest room, his heart was relieved.

Fu Qingyuan got up and bent over, his strong arm wrapped around Mo Zishu's waist lying on the sofa, and then slightly hugged the person in his arms and left the sofa, the inky hair gently swept the girl's pale cheeks, so that the sleeping person reached out and stroked his cheeks unconsciously, and then calmed down.

Fu Qingyuan, who took this scene into his eyes, chuckled, and his voice was a little dark.

However, to Fu Qingyuan's surprise, at this time, he hugged Shuye for the first time, and the girl in his arms was even lighter than he imagined.

Entering the lounge, Fu Qingyuan turned on the wall lamp, and the soft warm light instantly illuminated the entire lounge, and the man did not immediately put Mo Zishu on the soft bed covered with white sheets, but first looked at the surrounding environment, and made sure that the bed and the environment around the bed were clean and odorless, and then gently put Mo Zishu on the bed.

took off the girl's coat to reveal the light-colored casual shirt that she had changed in the afternoon, and then took off the girl's shoes, and then covered the girl with a pure white quilt, and got up to pull the curtains.

It was already two o'clock in the morning, close to three o'clock, Fu Qingyuan stopped on the windowsill for a while, and his deep eyes looked at the bright moon in the dark curtain, and the cold moonlight sprinkled on the windowsill, encapsulating the man's cold and faint face.

After the curtains were closed, the cool breeze and darkness blowing in from the open windows were completely isolated, and all that remained in the entire lounge was the sleeping girl's tranquil face, long breathing, warm wall lamps and a soft smile on the corner of the man's mouth.

The long figure sat down from the edge of the bed, wearing a white shirt and the strong muscle lines that could vaguely emerge through the shirt were a little obvious at this moment, Fu Qingyuan leaned his body and leaned on the head of the bed, his head tilted and his gaze fixed on the familiar and beautiful face, and for a short time, sleepiness swept through his heart, and his brows were slightly furrowed from the beginning until he relaxed.

The slender fingers pressed the switch of the wall lamp, and the lounge fell into the initial darkness, but it was not as cold as it was at the beginning, there was more warmth, two different shades of breath.

Mo Zishu didn't know why she fell asleep, just on the sofa, sleepiness swept through her body unstoppably, and then she fell asleep as soon as her eyes were closed.

However, her subconscious is still awake, and she can clearly know every move in the outside world, in fact, it is not only Fu Qingyuan who is difficult to fall asleep in the dark night, but she is too, but she can't adapt to having someone in the same room as her.

Later, the familiar smell invaded her whole heart, and Mo Zishu knew who was coming, but the familiar fragrance of grass and trees was mixed with a faint smell of tobacco, although it was extremely subtle, but she still smelled it.

Later, smelling the smell of reassurance, she actually fell asleep and fell into darkness completely.

As soon as the scene turned, there were suddenly many more gunshots and explosions in my ears, where is this?

Mo Zishu opened her eyes with difficulty, and then her face turned pale, and her eyes were instantly filled with tears.

The war-torn R continent, she held the dream with a body full of blood and serious injuries around to avoid the enemy chasing behind her, the girl in her arms was pale and angry, and it was very difficult to open her eyes, and the most terrifying thing was that the girl's left chest heart was dug up, and the place that should have been a heart was now empty.

"Small. Xiaoshu, let me go and run away. The girl said with the last of her strength, knowing that she was about to die, that the group of people in the heart had been gouged out, and that she was destined to die.

"Xiaoshu, I, I'm about to go to hell, don't be like this, don't treat me, yes, so, so good." The girl began to gasp for breath as she spoke, her mouth was wide open, like a fish starved of water and unable to breathe, and she felt that her heart hurt so much, but she had no heart anymore.

"Shut up, shut up, shut up, I don't allow you to say that, I'll save you, yes, you believe me, little dream, little dream I beg you, hold on a little longer, I beg you." Mo Zishu ran forward with the girl in her arms in her arms, running forward without a purpose, she shouted and shouted salty tears fell and smashed into the face of the girl in her arms, now she is embarrassed and desperate, her heart is throbbing, she finally found Xiaomeng, why Xiaomeng is like this, why!

"Don't cry, Xiaoshu, it's not beautiful if you cry." The girl wanted to reach out and wipe away the tears on the face of the girl who was holding her, but her strength was exhausted, and her vision was already blurred, and she didn't even have time to see the girl's last face, and she didn't have time to record it in her heart.

"Don't talk, Xiaomeng, you're the most well-behaved, stop talking, I'll take you out of here." Mo Zishu hugged the girl's already cold body, her arms tightened more and more, although she was already exhausted now, she was shot in the back, but she couldn't give up now, she had to take Xiaomeng out, even if it was the corpse that was brought out in the end.

The abandoned and dilapidated streets are full of fleeing people, there are mothers who run with their children in their arms, men with tears on their faces who have to give up their wives who have been killed by bullets, and people who are holding their friends who are still alive one second and running away the next moment, they are cold corpses, and there is chaos everywhere, crying and screaming poured into Mo Zishu's mind, deeply stimulating her nerves.

Finally turned into an alley, Mo Zishu found a jeep, she didn't have time to arrange for Xiaomeng to be comfortable to lie down so that it wouldn't hurt so much, helped Xiaomeng to the co-pilot, and she sat in the driver's seat and started the engine and drove in an unknown direction.

The moment she put her hands on the steering wheel, she suddenly realized that her hands were all bloody, and the smell of blood had numbed her nerves, and finally took a deep look at the little dream whose body was gradually getting cold, and Jeep rushed out.

"Xiaoshu, you, you have to live well." The girl sitting in the co-pilot couldn't feel any sensation and temperature anymore, this was the last thing she said to Mo Zishu, and she left this world the next moment.

In the end, Mo Zishu parked the jeep in a temporarily safe place, and finally came back to look at the co-pilot, when her trembling hands touched the girl's body, she retracted it fiercely the next second, and her blood-stained palm covered her mouth, trying not to let herself cry, but the tears were not a big drop that she could control flowed into her palm, she was afraid that she would disturb the little dream she was sleeping, and she didn't want to see herself cry.

"Don't, don't, little dream, don't, don't leave me." The sound of a girl sobbing and choking could be heard in the dark room.

The man leaning on the head of the bed next to him instantly opened his eyes as sharp as a falcon, bright as a bloodthirsty wolf in the darkness.

When the man heard the voice from the girl next to him, his brows immediately furrowed, and he was about to turn on the light the next moment.

"Little dream, don't leave me!" Mo Zishu's body bounced up from the bed, and then after shouting these words, he gasped heavily, and hot tears fell down and fell on the back of his hand.

"Master Shu, are you okay?" Fu Qingyuan heard Mo Zishu's words very clearly and even engraved them in his heart, but at this time, it was too late to care who this little dream was, he was afraid that something would happen to Master Shu's body.

"Don't turn on the lights." Mo Zishu's voice was hoarse at the moment she spoke, with a crying and hoarse tone.

These three words stopped Fu Qingyuan's next move.

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