Marriage of a wealthy family: the cold-blooded president lightly teases

The white light became brighter and more dazzling, but the man's deep voice became more and more clear, as if it was whispering in her ear.

Ruan Xiya's eyes became brighter, and she quickened her pace to catch up with the voice.

Seeing that he was about to catch up with that voice, the familiar voice suddenly began to drift away...

"do not want!"

"Don't go! Don't leave me!"

Big tears fell from the corner of her eyes, Ruan Xiya raised her hand with red eyes and tried to grab something, but she couldn't grab anything.

The cool wind gently brushed over her fingertips, and she woke up anxiously from her dream!
"lady……"

"Ma'am, are you awake?"

As soon as she opened her eyes, Fu Yang's voice suddenly came from her ears. Ruan Xiya still hadn't recovered from her senses, and stared blankly at the snow-white ceiling above her head.

It wasn't until Fu Yang called "Ma'am..." softly again that she turned her eyes and looked at Fu Yang who was standing by the bed on the wallpaper.

Thinking of the scene in her dream just now, her heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition suddenly emerged.

"Where's He Jingyuan? Where's Ayuan?"

Probe to look behind Fu Yang, except for the closed door, there is no one, let alone He Jingyuan.

Guessing that Ruan Xiya would ask her husband's whereabouts as soon as she woke up, Fu Yang said with a serious face what he had prepared in his heart early in the morning.

"Mister suffered a slight injury and has not yet woken up. The doctor said that you have been frightened and need to rest well."

As he spoke, Fu Yang's eyes quickly swept across Ruan Xiya's abdomen, and the fingers hanging by his side curled up slightly.

"What!? He hasn't woken up yet?"

All the consciousness came back, and the loud sound of the car crash seemed to be still in my ears, and Ruan Xiya's complexion turned pale.

Regardless of what Fu Yang said about resting, she threw off the quilt and got out of bed in a panic.

"Which ward is he in? I'll go see him first. By the way, where is Jing Jia? How is Jing Jia!?"

Standing stiffly in front of Fu Yang, Ruan Xiya's eyes were flushed, and she stared at Fu Yang with trembling lips.

Seeing all of Ruan Xiya's emotional changes, and thinking of the doctor's orders, Fu Yang pursed his lips. After careful consideration in his heart, he finally decided to tell Ruan Xiya the truth.

"Miss Shen's leg was stuck in the seat, her calf was broken, her arm and face were scratched by glass, and she is still in a coma."

As soon as the words fell, Ruan Xiya staggered, her legs were so weak that she could hardly stand.

Jingjia, she was injured so badly! ?
Sitting down on the edge of the bed with a pale face, she bit her lower lip tightly, her heart full of guilt.

After a long while, she wiped her wet eyes and stood up calmly.

"Take me to see them."

Fu Yang nodded, and looked worriedly at Ruan Xiya, who was pale and fragile, who would almost collapse in the wind.

"Madam, your body is important, so don't be too sad."

Ruan Xiya shook her head with a wry smile, and walked straight to the door with firm steps.

Looking at Ruan Xiya's back, Fu Yang sighed silently, and followed Ruan Xiya's footsteps.

"Sir and Ms. Shen are both upstairs, and the doctor won't allow you to visit in the ward for the time being. After a while, I can only trouble you to look out the window."

Fu Yang's tone was extremely gentle, but Ruan Xiya's heart flinched hard.

What kind of ward is it that people can't even go in and visit it.

Could it be that they are...