Jiang Ruan was greatly impacted, causing her brain to be confused, and her eyes became a vast piece of foundation, unable to discern where she was.

All she could feel was that the ground seemed to shake.

Several exclamations echoed in his ears.

There is hysteria, and there is despair and grief.

The illness was sudden, and she couldn't respond.

As she struggled to stand up, a wave of heat sprayed from behind her, surging in her direction, and a huge explosion spread in the sky above.

In that moment.

Two black shadows rushed over.

One of them he could vaguely see.

It's Lou Yuchuan.

The other one -

She tried to open her eyes, but she couldn't see anything clearly, and the next moment she was held in the arms of the man, and then pushed her out fiercely.

In a trance, she smelled something familiar.

It seems to be-

The smell of Bai Qingyu is a special high-end perfume.

Made of bellflower flowers.

So she is very familiar.

But the next second.

The whole world was silent, and it was pitch black before my eyes.

All voices are gone.

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The weather in summer is always cloudy and sunny. One second the sun was shining, and the next second it was covered with dark clouds, covering the sky and the sun, and the whole world was extremely gray, without half a bit of life, and it was extremely heavy on everyone's heart.

I don't know exactly how long it has been.

Sunrise and sunset, infinite cycle.

When I opened my eyes, it was raining lightly outside.

The raindrops hit the glass windows, and the rhythm fluctuated chaotically.

Jiang Ruan moved, his body was extremely stiff and numb, and the pain was extremely clear.

Her mind was in a state of confusion, and she had forgotten what had happened.

"Nguyen Nguyen?"

The man's tired, low voice came to his ears.

Jiang Ruan turned his head and saw a pair of dark and deep Danfeng eyes.

The worries, panics, and rejoicing in those eyes are depicted with many kinds of emotions.

"Fu Chi ........."

She came back to her senses and screamed in a hoarse voice.

Fu Chi's pale lips gradually became bloody, he held the girl's hand tightly, the whites of his eyes were red and bloodshot, and the blue circles covered his cold white skin, it could be seen that he hadn't closed his eyes for a long time.

"Does it still hurt? Do you feel uncomfortable right now? You tell me, I, I'll check it on you right away. ”

has always been calm and self-controlled, mature and steady, but now he is flustered like a child.

Even those eye sockets began to redden, and wet tears smeared their eyelashes.

He cried.

The man who is cold like the ice and snow at the top of the mountain, the man who is indifferent and has never put the people of the world in his eyes. Now I'm crying like a child.

He held her hand helplessly, tried to warm her hand, and kept reading her name in his mouth, one more hoarse, and more sad and aggrieved.

"Nguyen Nguyen ........."

"Nguyen Nguyen ........."

Jiang Ruan's thoughts gradually returned, remembering what had happened before, and knowing that something had happened when he was sick, it seemed to be ......... It exploded.

can also understand Fu Chi's grief and despair at this time.

Seeing him like this, her heart was sour.

Raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes: "I'm fine." Look at you, why do you look so good when you cry? ”

Fu Chi closed his eyes fiercely, knowing that she was teasing him now, and God knows how broken his mood was when he rushed over to know the news.

Almost.........

Almost his little friend won't come back.

Fortunately, there is Song Yan.

helped him give Jiang Ruan timely treatment, and after he got off the plane and rushed over, he operated on Jiang Ruan for nearly 8 hours before she was able to save her life.

Distance from Jiang Nguyen to a coma.

It's been almost 10 days.

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