Chapter 570

Division evening cold is still standing there, the whole person like a mountain, motionless pestle in there.

Until the nurse pushed Ruan zhixia out of the coma, his eyes turned obviously.

Si Mu Han's eyes fall on Ruan zhixia on the bed.

It's just two days.

Her hair is all white.

Even that face has become more and more old. If she was only 50 or 60 years old two days ago, she is now an old lady approaching 90.

The wrinkles on the face can kill several mosquitoes.

Even the hand that didn't look so dry before was so skinny at this time, as if it would be broken with a slight fold.

The more he looks, the more he feels useless. The more he looks, the more he feels that he wants to kill Tang Qingya.

But he not only can't, perhaps, but also bow to her, ask her to take out the antidote, save summer.

Si Muhan had never hated himself so much.

If he didn't recognize the wrong person.

If he didn't go to get Tang Qingya back.

Isn't all this going to happen?

Si Muhan painfully and helplessly caresses his almost suffocated heart, and keeps up with the pace of the nurse, accompanying Ruan zhixia back to the ward.

……

In the long night, Si Muhan was alone in front of Ruan zhixia's bed, watching the sun rise in the East and set in the West.

After two days, Ruan zhixia didn't wake up after he vomited blood and was in a coma that day.

In front of the hospital bed, Si Muhan looks at Ruan zhixia, who has been sleeping for two days and two nights, but still doesn't wake up.

He stood there with his hands down, a beautiful face as black as charcoal.

Song Qinglan stood beside him, looking at Ruan zhixia on the bed, frowning all the time. The atmosphere in the ward was dignified and depressing.

Si Mu Han suddenly looks at Song Qinglan, and her voice floats up to a deep powerlessness: "how long can she persist?"

Song Qinglan looks at Si Muhan with sadness and grief in her eyes. Although the fact is cruel, she still has to tell the truth,

"she has the most, and she can support until tomorrow..."

After listening to song Qinglan's meaning, Si Muhan clenches his fist. His cold eyes are full of cold and pressing light.

Tomorrow

It's too late.

It seems that

That's the only way.

For a long time, he slightly loosened his fist, and he looked at Song Qinglan. His eyes were so deep and dark that people could not see his mood clearly.

"Keep an eye on her for me, and I'll come as soon as I go!"

The division evening cold finishes saying this words, directly turned round to leave.

Song Qinglan looks at Si Muhan's back. Song Qinglan sighs and lowers her eyes. Looking at Ruan zhixia who has been sleeping in bed, she has many thoughts.

I hope Mr. Si really has a way.

Alas

……

Division evening cold out of the ward, directly call Guan Yan, let him drive to the hospital gate to meet him.

After receiving the order, Guan Yan immediately drove the car out of the underground parking lot.

The gate of the hospital.

Guan Yan drove meibach and stopped there. At the door, a tall and straight man strode to the car, opened the door and bent to sit in.

After Guan Yantou, the car mirror looks at Si Muhan's face full of monstrous evil, and he shivers in his heart.

It's the first time he's seen such a fierce young master.

"Where are you going, young master?"

He asked cautiously.

"Send me to the emperor."

"What?" Guan Yan was a little surprised.

All of a sudden, he was asked to send him to the emperor

Young lady, she

Young master, does he want to

As if he had thought of something, Guan Yan was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. He subconsciously stopped: "young master! may not! Let's have a good talk. Don't kill people. "

"Shut up and drive your car!"

Si Mu stares at Guan Yan coldly. He really thinks that he's wordy.

When did he say he was going to kill her?

He's really worrying about it.

Guan Yan was suddenly a stare, immediately honest, obedient nod, "yes, I'm going."

At the end of the talk, concentrate on driving.

……

Emperor's headquarters, wet basement.

Tang Qingya is lying on the ground, and she can't move because of the pain.

She was lying on the ground, haggard and ferocious.

Her fingers were scribbling on the ground.

It's like counting some numbers.

Soon.soon.

That woman is close to the limit.

She's going to make it.

She doesn't believe that, Si Mu Han will watch that woman die.

Her spring is coming.

With a bang, the door lock chain was untied,

Tang Qingya faced the floor and lay on the ground like that.

Listening to the movement coming from behind, the corner of her mouth, a little bit of proud radian.

Here we are.

He still came.

Si Muhan stands at the door, looking at Tang Qingya, who is bruised, but still can't die. His eyes are extremely gloomy.

Step by step, step by step, he made a loud noise in the basement.

Tang Qingya sees a pair of shiny shoes in front of her eyes. She looks up slightly and sees Si Muhan staring at her with a gloomy face,

She grins, "you're coming. I'll tell you, you'll come back. "

"Well, that woman, has she reached the limit?"

She is proud of the mouth face, really is to call the division evening cold to want to ruthlessly trample to break.

But he can't.

He used a lot of strength to force himself to calm down, "I promise you."

"Now, give me the antidote!" Even when he asked for help, he was still so arrogant and powerful.

Tang Qingya chuckled. There was not a trace of smile in her smile. She said coldly, "brother Muhan, it's not like that."

Si Muhan clenches his fist hard, remembers Ruan zhixia who is still in a coma. He suppresses the impulse to make Tang Qingya's voice softer,

"what do you want?"

Tang Qingya knew that her chance had come.

Of course she had to take Joe.

She looked at Si Mu Han and said, "I'm in pain all over now. I really don't have the strength to get the antidote for you."

Si Mu Han stares at Tang Qingya deeply, bites her teeth, turns around and tells Guan Yan, "Guan Yan, let someone carry the stretcher in immediately and send her to get the antidote."

Si Mu Han's voice has just fallen.

"No stretchers." Tang Qing Ya lies on the ground, a face is not willing to say: "evening cold elder brother, people all over good pain Oh, want you to hug."

When she spoke, she was coy on purpose.

The goose bumps that made Si Muhan nauseous stood up directly,

Si Muhan refused even though he didn't want to, "impossible!"

When Tang Qing Ya Dun stopped laughing, her voice was slightly cold, "well, let Ruan zhixia wait for death."

Threat!

The right threat!

Si Mu's cold veins are soaring, but he has to do it according to Tang Qingya. He bends over and hugs Tang Qingya on the ground.

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