Chapter 219

As soon as she stepped out of the cabin, a few drops of cold water fell on her face. She thought she was crying. She raised her left hand, but found that her eyes were too dry to shed a tear.

It turned out that it was a light rain in the sky.

Taking a deep breath, she stepped down the hill.

Foot was originally locked by Yan Lichuan iron chain, in the plane night Jue Mo for her to untie, but the pace is still not fast.

Just two days, she experienced too much, body and heart, are extremely tired.

After a short walk, there was a sudden sound of honking behind him.

If Yan Xi didn't look back.

A brand-new Rolls Royce drove to her side, the window dropped, and yejue Mo, sitting in the back row, said in a low voice, "Xiruo, get in the car, I'll take you to the hospital."

If he doesn't care about her, he doesn't care about her.

Besides, isn't it all due to him that she came to this end?

He knew that Yan Lichuan was the one who threatened her at the beginning, but he didn't tell her. He still wanted to use her to catch the people he wanted to catch. Now that his goal has been achieved, he doesn't need to care about her hypocritically.

No matter how painful it is, she has experienced it. What else should I be afraid of?

Have to admit, this time, let her grow up, also see a lot.

The drizzle gradually turned big, night Jue Mo see this, quickly let the driver stop. He strode to catch up with Yan Xiruo. He didn't care about the wound wrapped in gauze, but he clasped Yan Xiruo's slender shoulder to stop her from going forward.

The rain had already wet Yan Xiruo's hair and face, and his palms were big and small. His face became more and more pale. When he looked at him with red apricot eyes, his expression was cold and alienated. "Is there anything else you can do for your royal highness?"

She called him his royal highness again. Hearing these four words from her mouth, ye Jue Mo felt the pain of piercing heart.

She cried so sarcastic, so cold.

They are always reminded of their identity and what he has done to her.

"Xiruo, you hate me or you won't forgive me, but you don't have to deal with your own hands. I'll take you to the hospital and find the best orthopedic doctor in the world." when he spoke, he almost didn't dare to look her in the eyes of a stranger. Yes, if she showed hatred in her eyes, he felt better in his heart. At least, hatred represented them Between there is hope, she still cares about him.

But now, he can not feel her hate, can only feel that she does not want to have any intersection with him, better than a stranger.

Yan Xiruo raised his left hand, wiped the cold rain on his face, and looked at the handsome and sparse facial features of the man in front of her. If she had not experienced his cruelty personally, she might have been confused by his affectionate appearance.

He can use her for the sake of his country and his people. Then, she also has the right to cut off the love between them.

Her heart, already full of holes, blood drenched, can no longer withstand any deception and injury.

"Yejuemo, don't torture me any more! Please stay away from me Wave his big hand on her shoulder and leave quickly.

Night Jue Mo looked at the thin figure in the rain and fog, closed his slightly red eyes, and his handsome face showed the pain of death and gray.

The driver comes over and holds a big black umbrella to the top of yejue Mo's head. Yejue Mo takes the umbrella and strides towards Yan Xiruo.

Yan Xiruo was a little confused, so when Jue Mo put the umbrella all over her head, she had no consciousness.

He followed her all the way to the foot of the mountain where he could get to the car. The wound on his shoulder split again, and the white gauze was stained with blood.

After she got into the taxi, he handed the driver hundreds of yuan, and then, got into his own car.

Until the driver asked Yan Xiruo where to go, she came back from her mind, "hospital." Mother fainted last time, do not know whether the body is better? If she's right, she should be in the hospital!

……

Rolls Leslie, the driver saw yejue Mo's wound split, and wanted to drive the car back to the villa and ask the military doctor to repaint him. As soon as he turned the steering wheel, the voice of yejue Mo, who was cold as ice, came, "follow the taxi ahead."

"But Er Shao's injury..."

"Don't talk nonsense."

The driver didn't dare to say anything more. He drove and steadily followed the taxi.

Yejue Mo took out his mobile phone and talked to the most authoritative orthopedic doctor of the Royal Hospital.

After repeating Yan Xiruo's condition roughly, the doctor suggested that he take Yan Xiruo to s country for a detailed examination, and then symptomatic treatment.

The taxi in front of me stopped at the gate of the city hospital. Yejue Mo watched Yan Xiruo get off the bus and enter the outpatient hall. He leaned back on the back of his chair. It seemed that there was a long crack in his chest. The blood flowed into a river and could not be healed any more!

This time, she was hurt so much that he didn't know what to do to get her forgiveness and trust.The driver took a look at yejue Mo in the back seat through the rearview mirror. His cold and upright face was hidden in the dim light, like a sculpture that could not move. His body was full of a faint sadness.

The driver's eyes fell on his clenched hands, and he seemed to be trying to control his sadness.

There was a strong smell of blood coming out of the car. The driver was shocked, "Er Shao, your wound must be repainted as soon as possible."

Night Jue Mo tightly pursed thin lips, no voice, the driver did not dare to drive back to the villa without his permission. He could only call the military doctor to let him come as soon as possible.

……

Yan Xiruo stood at the door of the ward where Yan's mother was, and knocked on the door with a complex and heavy heart.

Yan Lichuan left chest and under. The body's most important place each shot, and fell into the vast sea, he should not live it!

If parents get the news, they don't know if they will collapse?

The elder brother is their only son, after the Yan Family incense also followed to break.

After taking a few deep breaths, Yan Xiruo had the courage to open the door of the ward.

Yan's mother leaned against the hospital bed. With tears in her eyes, Yan's father sat on one side, also a heavy blow.

Yan Xiruo looked up and took a look at the TV hanging on the wall.

The news inside is broadcasting the news that state s has captured Blu, the biggest drug lord in the golden triangle, and shot the terrorist Carter, and that Yan Lichuan, the adopted son of bru, fell into the sea with two guns --

"how can Lichuan be the son of a drug Lord? Is there a mistake in the news? Or are they reporting that Lichuan and our son are two different people? " Yan mother's voice trembled.

as like as two peas, "the photos are all posted up, exactly like ours in Lichuan. Is there any fake?" Our son is dead, really dead! "

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