Chapter 1107

It was calm outside.

The popularity and popularity of the painting contest is still on the rise, and there are more and more online discussions. There are different opinions about who is the real winner. After all, in the eyes of many people, Liao Meixing and Anle do not have much difference in strength. Moreover, their painting styles are different. It is difficult to determine who the winner is in a moment.

Because of Gu Linhan's relationship, the poisoning did not explode, and the people in the program group were also arranged by Si Chenyi to sign a confidentiality agreement.

However, it is still very difficult to completely cover up this matter. Even if outsiders don't know, he Guowei, as the real sponsor of the competition, got the news in the evening. He immediately contacted Si Chenyi and asked about Anle's physical condition pale.

"This evening is a dangerous period. As for what happens, we still need to observe." Si Chenyi's voice is a little low. Tonight is the most difficult one. If it goes well, it's OK. If it doesn't go well...

"what's going on? Why does this kind of poisoning happen? Is it intentional? Is it for Anle or for the game? " If it was the latter, he Guowei felt that he was to blame, and immediately he pulled it hard at his heart. The familiar pain began to attack the whole body from the chest again.

Si Chenyi stopped and told he Guowei about the whole thing. At last, he said, "what's going on? We're looking into it. Don't worry about it. I'll let you know as soon as I have any new news, OK?"

He Guowei sighed for a long time and agreed powerlessly.

But after hanging up the phone, the pain in his heart became more and more fierce. Soon, he Guowei's face was even paler than when he picked up the phone, and his lips turned black. He struggled to slowly take the medicine out of his pocket and quickly put it into his mouth. After some time, he Guowei's breathing was stable.

He looked at the medicine in his hand and recalled the pain that was about to suffocate.

How long will it take to live like this?

Can he have a look at Xiaozi before he dies?

On the other side, a woman picked up her mobile phone and dialed a number: "I have done what you said, and as you think, the official has not announced it, so it will not affect the progress of the game for the time being."

"Is the man dead?" Another voice came out.

"I'm not dead, but I can't live too long. You gave me that poison. I put enough poison according to what you said, and now I'm just barely supporting it."

After the woman finished, she said, "the ticket you gave me will be ready quickly. I will leave Paris before tomorrow morning."

"Well, I know."

The end of the phone in a hurry, late at night, the woman bowed her head, toward the place where she lived quickly.

Hospitals.

Gu Linhan looked at the plan submitted by the doctors. This afternoon, under the arrangement of Li Jiangyuan, the doctors in Xinhai had rushed to come here and held a full two-hour meeting, which was the final plan.

But, if you can, everyone wants nothing to happen.

Liao Meixing and Si Chenyi stand together, and her brain is still in a state of confusion.

"Still nervous?" Si Chenyi looked at her, and then, subconsciously looked at her palm, saw that she did not pinch his palm, just moved back to the line of sight.

"Aren't you nervous?" Liao Meixing takes a deep breath. She has been in this state since Anle fainted by her side yesterday.

Si Chenyi looked at the direction of the ward and asked in a low voice, "when did you know her true identity?"

After that, Mr. Gu came out of the hospital. But I only know that Anle's real name is Pei Qingle. Do you know her? " Liao Meixing had been surprised when she heard Si Chenyi address Miss Pei before.

Because she also heard Gu Linhan called several times before she knew, so I guess Si Chenyi may have known before.

Si Chenyi is to see her one eye: "before you what also don't know?"

"I don't know anything now." Liao Meixing frowned and whispered, "in fact, it doesn't matter what she is. What I care about is her, not who she is."

Si Chenyi nodded: "I've met Miss Pei a few times before, and I know her, but I'm not familiar with her. This time, I didn't think that Anle would be her."

"Is she famous?" Liao Meixing asked subconsciously.

Is it a star?

No, since you are a star, you can't be unaware.

Who else could it be?

Listening to Si Chenyi's tone, Anle seems to be very famous. Is it an unfamiliar field.

"I think it's better for her to tell you about it herself." Si Chenyi said in a soft voice,

Liao Meixing thought about it, and she also had a lot of words to say to Anle. She raised her head and looked into the ward again.

I hope this time, there will be no problems.In front of the door of the ward, three people are always staring at the inside of the ward. They are all staring at Pei Qingle. As long as we spend this evening safely, we can be relieved.

At night, Liao Meixing yawns and looks at Gu Linhan. He doesn't even move his steps from beginning to end. He is still waiting in the same place.

He looks like a statue that can't move at all. His back looks so lonely. Even if he is such a bystander, he can see the pain from his back, not to mention the party.

Before, Liao Meixing did not believe in love.

However, when seeing Gu Linhan's back and looking back on Anle's smile before, he suddenly looks forward to love,

maybe just like Anle's painting, finding someone you really love really can bring you back to the bright place from the dark, and even the darkness around will become bright.

Then, Anle must wake up.

It's a wonderful thing to bring people back from the dark to the bright world. But it would be a cruel thing to send a man who had not found light easily back to hell.

No one can face it.

Liao Meixing took a deep breath and prayed again.

As the sky gradually brightened, Liao Meixing finally breathed a sigh of relief. After another two hours, he could be completely safe.

At this time, the originally quiet ward suddenly came a sharp and harsh voice.

The three men straightened up at the same time. Liao Meixing's scalp seemed to explode. She only felt that the sound was like a knife that was scraping her eardrum.

The doctor rushed in again, and Gu Linhan's face was pale to the extreme.