Chapter 555: Young Marshal, I'm Your Wife (11)
And Xia Ling could feel Chen Yan's attention in the ward.
Even if Chen Hailin didn't speak, she asked him naturally with doubts on her face.
"Brother, do you want to sit in the ward first? The doctor will be here right away. ”
Junxiu's face, bloodshot eyes, hearing her call, the bottom of his eyes finally moved.
Chen Hailin stared at Xia Ling: "What did you call me just now?" ”
"Brother?" Xia Ling's delicate brows furrowed even tighter.
I still don't know what he looks like.
From Chen Hailin's eyes when he looked at her, she could clearly feel his pain and despair.
"Ren Ying! Have you forgotten what my name is? Who is your brother? Well? Say okay, let's go back to China together, and I'll propose to your family. What about you? Why didn't you wait for me? ”
Step by step, it got closer.
Chen Hailin's pain was revealed so bluntly.
"Why?"
Tightly grabbed Xia Ling's shoulders.
"Ren Ying, you said that you would love me the most in your life, and you said that if you can't stay with me, you'd rather die, it's all fake, lie to me?"
"Ren Ying! You speak, you speak! ”
Shake with excitement.
Chen Hailin's eyes were red.
changed from a lover to a sister-in-law, this was originally a moat.
And he, even broke her in the hospital room, and his eldest brother was so tuned... The picture of love!
"Brother...... Did you recognize the wrong person? ”
Xia Ling struggled.
She looked at the crazy man in front of her with a pale face.
"Aren't we meeting for the first time today?"
She squeezed Chen Hailin's hand hard, as if she wanted to push him away.
However, the strength of a man, initiating madness, is not something she can resist at all.
"First meeting...... That's nice...... In order to be with my eldest brother, you even denied our love. Chen Hailin's thin lips trembled slightly.
"Very good...... Very good......"
He stared at the woman's red lips, and hated in his heart.
Holding the woman's shoulders, he leaned over and kissed her on the lips.
Insight into Chen Hailin's intentions.
"Don't touch me!"
Xia Ling struggled violently, his eyes were slightly cold, but when Chen Hailin's lips were about to fall, he bent his knees and went up.
The strength of her knees is not light, and it is against Chen Hailin's vital point.
Chen Hailin looked at her in disbelief, and his expression instantly distorted with pain.
And Xia Ling "panicked" to break away from him.
She leaned her back against the wall, tears streaming down her pale face.
The tears are like beads with broken threads.
Founder called Dr. St. John.
Previously, he obeyed Xia Ling's orders, but now, he just hurriedly sent Chen Hailin to the ward for a physical examination.
In the corridor, beside her was Chen Yan's personal guard.
However, women don't seem to feel a sense of security.
Her body slowly slipped with her back against the walls of the hospital.
Holding himself, Xia Ling closed his eyes and squatted down.
The face was buried in his arm, and the tears flowed silently.
*
The door of the ward, but there was a slight knock.
A man, coming out of the hospital room, looked at the woman buried in a small lump.
Complexity flashed across Chen Yan's handsome face.
Bent down and pick her up.
"Young marshal, your wounds!" The guards immediately stopped it.
Chen Yan: "Get out." ”
The guard's face turned pale and he immediately retreated.
hugged Xia Ling and returned to the ward.
Put the woman in his hospital bed.
On the hospital gown, the wet blood seeped through a small piece, and the wound was squeezed a little when he tossed with her before.
And now, of course, the wound is broken again.
"Don't cry, I'll let Fang Zheng send you home."