Ikezome only felt like he was in an ice cellar.

This feeling was like being abandoned by the world, and everyone looked at her with strange eyes, and overshadowed her with cold gazes, as if she was the sinner.

Unless she fights for her life, her existence is wrong and unforgivable.

Fu Sicheng looked at Chi Ran and took her thin into his arms, and he asked Su Yuan to contact the doctor to treat the injuries on Chi Ran's face.

Chi Ran was like a soulless puppet at the mercy of Fu Sicheng the whole process, when the ointment was rubbed on her face, she couldn't even feel the pain, Fu Sicheng took the doctor's cotton swab and personally painted Chi Ran's face.

Fu Sicheng stopped his movements and looked at Chi Ran, whose eyes stared blankly at a certain place.

……

Fu Sicheng personally sent Chi Ran back to Blue Water Bay, and after Chi Ran entered the door, she went straight upstairs, she lay directly on the bed, her hands pressed on the quilt, and her eyes closed.

Fu Sicheng looked at the closed door upstairs, he sat down on the sofa and lit a cigarette.

In the middle of the night, Song Qingman woke up, she was so emotional that the doctors and nurses couldn't comfort her.

The doctor could only call Fu Sicheng.

Fu Sicheng could only rush to the hospital.

Pond Ran was haunted by the nightmare, and she woke up from the nightmare, thin beads of sweat oozing from her forehead.

Ji Zan turned on the wall lamp and sat up, her knees bent and her hands over her ears.

……

Without warning, Ikezome had a high fever and burned to the point of confusion.

She is a pregnant woman and cannot use medicine, and Fu Sicheng can only use physical cooling.

Fu Sicheng took a cotton swab soaked in water to moisten Chi Ran's chapped lips, Chi Ran closed her eyes tightly, sleeping quietly, her hands on the quilt.

Fu Sicheng held Chi Ran's hands and pressed them to his lips.

Here, Song Qingman was wearing a black dress, she looked at Aisa who was smiling brightly on the tombstone, and tears slipped down her sunglasses.

Fu Sicheng hired a servant to take care of Chi Ran, and he came to the cemetery to see Aisa, after all, he was also responsible, and it was he who failed to take care of Aisa.

Fu Sicheng stood beside Song Qingman with a bouquet of flowers in his hand, he glanced at the photo on the tombstone, and slowly bent down to put the flowers on the ground.

Song Qingman's tears fell even more fiercely.

In the end, Song Qingman bent down crying, Fu Sicheng supported her, Song Qingman fell into Fu Sicheng's arms, and tears wet his clothes.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Chi Ran slowly opened her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled, she only felt weak and uncomfortable.

The maid saw Chi Ran wake up, "Sister Chi, you're finally awake!" ”

Chi Ran moved her eyes, propped her elbows to sit up, and the maid helped her up, "Sister Chi, do you want to drink water?" ”

Ji Ran felt that her throat was so dry that it was difficult to pronounce even a syllable, and she nodded her head slightly.

The maid went and poured a glass of warm water, and Chi Ran drank all the glasses of water, and his throat was very comfortable.

"I'll give you hot porridge downstairs, can you eat some?"

Ji Ran shook his head.

"Sister Chi, you are still sick, you can't ...... without eating"

The maid is good, and Chi Ran nodded.

Chi Ran stirred the porridge, and even if she didn't have an appetite, she still drank the bowl of porridge with all her mouths.

The maid went downstairs to get busy again, only Chi Ran was left in the bedroom, Chi Ran bent her legs and hugged herself helplessly, she looked at the quilt in a daze, and she couldn't see joy and sorrow.

"Ring, ring, ring."

"Ring, ring, ring."

Ji Ran slowly turned his head, the mobile phone on the bedside table rang non-stop, and Ji Ran turned back to his head, letting the bell ring alone.

Ikezome maintained this position for five hours.