"Don't cry...... Such...... Not at all like you...... My Impression...... Cher...... She...... Never shed a tear...... Never cry out in pain...... I never laughed......

You...... Can...... Laugh...... Laugh once...... I think...... Look at ......" Nangong Jing's heavy eyelids closed one by one, but there was still expectation in his eyes.

Jian Junxi's heart was like a knife, and the whole person seemed to be stuck in a swamp, and his body sank little by little.

She couldn't usually laugh, let alone at this time, so she pursed her thin lips and didn't overdo it......

Nangong Jing knew in his heart that this girl was the dust he would never touch, when it was time to stay, he was gone, and when it was time to leave, he came back.

Knowing that she couldn't laugh, but he was still embarrassing her, the more he thought about it, the more his heart hurt, two crystal tears slipped out of the corners of his eyes, quickly entered his bun, and said hoarsely: "No...... Never mind...... ......"

"I told you to stop talking, you don't understand......"

Jian Junxi's tears were like a brutal lake, coming fiercely, he couldn't stop it, his heart was even more painful, and the sad atmosphere was suffocating.

"I'm sorry...... Still is...... Going to die in ...... You...... ...... in front of him, "Nangong Jing felt very tired and tired.

With the last of his strength, he said, "I know...... Do you like ...... Mo...... Mok Zixuan...... No...... Without me...... You guys...... OK...... ...... together"

"Who told you I like Mo Zixuan? I just treat him like an older brother! Jian Junxi roared hysterically, as if he had been stabbed in his heart, moving with blood.

"I ...... Be...... It's true...... I love you very much......" After Nangong Jing finished speaking, she seemed to be unable to support it anymore, closed her eyes, and her big hand slipped in her hand little by little.

For a while, all kinds of emotions were like wild waves, violently attacking her heart.

Shaking him, he choked and called, "Nangong Jing...... Nangong Jing ......"

Looking at Nangong Jing, who seemed to be asleep, it was like seeing Qin Li lying in a pool of blood, she didn't dare to touch his pulse again, let alone sense his snort.

It was like countless sharp swords stabbing and scraping unscrupulously until the flesh and blood were blurred......

She closed her eyes in pain, two lines of tears ran down her cheeks, and the remnants of reason told her that to save him, she must save him!

Gently put Nangong Jing flat on the ground, reached out to wipe away the tears, and quickly stood up.

At this moment, the blood and cells all over her body are like tight wires, which may break at any time, and when she opens the door, she shouts: "Jiang Heng...... Abu ......"

They heard her anxious shouts downstairs, and immediately rushed upstairs, and when they ran to the door, they saw Jian Junxi covered in blood, and Jiang Heng's heart was shocked.

When he saw Nangong Jing lying in a pool of blood, his eyes suddenly turned red, he strode over, helped him up and cried, "Young master...... Young Master......"

"Don't shout, you immediately carry him to the infirmary on the first floor, take the elevator, I'll go down and prepare the instruments now, hurry up!"

After speaking, she rushed to the first floor like the wind, and the two of them didn't dare to delay, so they carefully lifted Nangong Jing and walked to the elevator.

Jian Junxi prepared the instrument and glanced at Nangong Jing on the bed.

said to Jiang Heng and Abu: "You go out first, no one can say anything about Nangong Jing, including his family, have you heard it!" ”

"But ......" Jiang Heng looked at Nangong Jing, who was not a trace of life, and was so frightened that his soul flew away, and tears welled up.

"No, I'll get him back! Call Wen Hao to hurry up, he shouldn't have prepared blood, you prepare 2000cc according to his blood type......"

Jian Junxi said as he untied Nangong Jing's shirt.

"Good!" Jiang Heng nodded and went out with Abu.

(End of chapter)