Cenxi walked quickly.

The rain drenched the man from head to foot. He lay on the ground, his face stained with blood and mud.

Cenxi sees him motionless, she crouches in front of him, fingertip is shivering toward his nose.

At that moment, there was a blank in her mind.

I'm afraid that he will die here just like Li Shao.

Reaching the tip of his nose and feeling that he was still breathing, her strained heart string relaxed a little.

She took the sleeve and tried the dirt on his face.

She was careful not to hurt him.

Clean his face. She touched his forehead. Crying and shouting, "big left, big left, your young master is here!"

"Come on!"

"Big left, your young master is still alive. He faints. Bring the doctor quickly!"

She shouted hoarse.

Cenxi didn't notice that the man lying on the ground slowly opened his eyelashes which were thicker and longer than those of the woman.

Hearing Cenxi's hoarse voice, he raised his long hand and gently grasped her. "Xiaoxi, stop shouting."

He was protected by Levi Shao. Although he was injured, his life was not endangered.

Cenxi saw the big hand holding her small hand, turned back suddenly, and looked at the man who had woken up.

"Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"Help me up first."

Cenxi is busy nodding.

She picked him up carefully from the ground.

His face, arms, are all cut wounds, running scarlet blood

Cenxi looked at her heart.

Qiao Yanze stood up, looked around, didn't see the figure of Li Shao, he slightly frowned, "how about Li Shao?"

Cenxi lowered his eyes and thought of the way Lishao was before he left. His nose was sour and astringent. "Lishao has gone."

Seeing Cenxi's sad expression, Qiao Yanze understood what she meant by her walking.

If it wasn't for Lizhao to jump out with him, he might have been killed in the explosion.

Just, he didn't understand that lisiao had brought his life to an end, so why save him?

"Joe, I have a bad request." Cenxi raised her long wet eyelashes and looked at Qiao Yanze with complicated eyes.

Qiao Yanze nodded, "you said."

"I want to bury Lizhao on this island." Despite his bad life, she didn't want his body to be beaten by the wind and rain, dead and without a place to live.

Qiao Yanze murmured.

Big left quickly brought people to come, Qiao Yanze was carried on a stretcher, before leaving, he told big left, "let less profit into the land for safety, set up a monument."

……

Qiao Yanze had a slight concussion. On his way back to the capital, he was unconscious again.

When he woke up again, he was in the VIP room of the Royal Hospital.

There are many people in the ward.

Anfeng, Nanzhi, Qiao's relatives, Tang Xi, Chu Yifan, etc. -

see Qiao Yanze wake up, Anfeng and Nanzhi immediately come forward.

"Inkstone, how is it?"

"What's the matter, little uncle?"

Qiao Yanze's head was still a little dizzy. He sat up from the bed with his body propped up. "You're worried."

An Feng patted Qiao Yanze on the back of his hand. "I heard that the man who killed our Qiao family has died. When you leave the hospital, Si Han plans to make you a knight."

Qiao Yanze knows that his family is worried that his work in the Ministry of national security is often short and long. His greatest wish is that he really wants to inherit the throne of the Duke and revitalize the Qiao family.

Just, his body, should have no chance!

"Little uncle, you have a good rest. I've asked you for a long vacation from the national security department." Said Nanzhi.

Qiao Yanze nodded, "all listen to you."

……

Cenxi praised Tang and brought him to the hospital from home. When she got to the door, she saw that the ward was full of people. She dared not enter.

She stood quietly in the corner, waiting for no one in the ward before she went in.

Qiao Yanze looked at Cenxi who came in with the thermos cup, squinting his peach blossom eyes slightly. "Why didn't he come in before?"

Cenxi put the thermos cup on the table, looked at Qiao Yanze's handsome thin face, and whispered, "I dare not see them."

Qiao Yanze remembered that he had another important thing to do.

He picked up his cell phone and sent a message to Da Zuo.

After sending the message, Cenxi has already filled the soup. She sat down beside the bed and took a spoon and fed it to Qiao Yanze's lips.

Qiao Yanze opened his mouth and took a drink.

Cenxi looked at him nervously. "How does it taste?"

Qiao Yanze frowned, "feeling..." He waved to her. "Come here."

Cen Xi looked at him puzzled.I don't know what he's going to do. She puts her face close to him. He picks up her jaw and blocks her with a thin lip.

A few seconds later, he asked her, "have you tasted anything?"

Cenxi's little face is a little red, "you are playing hooligans."

Qiao Yanze looks at her, and her lips make her smile. What Cenxi didn't know was that he had more hair in his hand.

Although he woke up, he obviously felt that his body was not as good as before.

And Cenxi said a few words, and some make sleepy and dizzy.

Cen Xi see his spirit is not good, did not say what, just sit quietly beside the bed with him.

Qiao Yanze lies on the bed, looks at Cenxi, "you go back first!"

Cenxi bit his lips. "Don't you want me to be here with you?"

"No. You are tired recently. Go back to have a rest earlier. "

"I'll go when you're asleep."

Qiao Yanze didn't say anything more. Close your eyes.

Before long, Qiao Yanze fell asleep.

Cenxi sat by the bed, looking at his handsome thin face, delicate and profound facial features, fingertips, and couldn't help stroking them.

Somehow, after this experience, she felt that there was still an invisible barrier between her and him.

She knew that even if Li Shao died, she could not change the things that her sister had hurt him.

She and he can't be together after all.

……

Cenxi didn't go to the hospital again.

A long pain is better than a short one.

What can be done for Qiao Yanze, she has done her best.

Cenxi booked a flight to Switzerland in three days.

……

Qiao Yanze stayed in the hospital for only two days and then returned to Qiao's house.

He sat in the room where his mother used to live, looked at her photos, thought of the past, and couldn't help but blush.

In this life, he is most sorry for his mother.

Dong Dong, knock on the door.

Qiao Yanze put down her picture and said in a low voice, "come in."

Big left pushes the door in, holding a file bag.

"Master, the DNA report is out."

Qiao Yanze quickly takes the document bag from the big left hand, takes out the document from inside, turns to the last page.

Big left found her hair in the room where Xiao Ying committed suicide. He asked big left to identify her hair and Cenxi's.

They are not related by blood.

Qiao Yanze closed his eyes. He put down his papers and laughed like a fool.

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