The billionaire dad is the president

Song Jiajia took a few steps back in vain, until her back was leaning against the corner of the wall, stopping her back step.

She looked at Gu Sumo who was still asleep on the bed in horror. In his sleep, his brows were tightly knitted, and he seemed extremely restless.But at this moment, Song Jiajia looked at him as if she was looking at Shura who came from hell. That day, the strong smell of blood lingering in her nose seemed to spread again!

There was darkness in front of him, and in this suffocating darkness, he said, 'I just want you to live, in the future, don't hate me. '

She didn't know why he said such things at that time, until now, she suddenly understood.

She vaguely saw the housekeeper and Lin Mo talking anxiously, and Gu Sumo's eyelids moved on the bed, as if waking up...

Surrounded by the same blood as that day, accompanied by the sound of her sucking.

She finally knew why she always smelled blood for no reason when she was semi-conscious, but when she was fully awake that day, he only told her that she bit his mouth...

"Ugh..." She fell to the ground in vain, vomiting non-stop, her stomach convulsed and convulsed, and the tears she vomited welled up.

In the hazy vision, Gu Sumo pulled out the needle in his hand and jumped out of bed.

Seeing the bandage on his left thigh, blood oozing little by little, she screamed in vain: "Don't come here!!"

Gu Sumo stopped and looked at her quietly.

He heard everything, wanted to wake up, struggled for a long time, until the housekeeper found her and heard her vomiting, he finally broke through the shackles and became fully awake.

However, it's too late.

Song Jiajia had already vomited so much that she couldn't vomit anything. Her face was pale and her eyes were full of fear as she looked at him.

He was full of bitterness, and the expression on his face was sorrow or pain, or was it distressed?

No one can tell.

Although she huddled into a ball to prevent him from approaching, Gu Sumo still came to her with his weak body, and forcibly imprisoned her in his arms.

He shouted loudly: "Song Jiajia! Calm down!!"

"Don't touch me!!" Her strength was unprecedented, and Gu Sumo, who was weak, was pushed a few meters away by her, and the housekeeper and Lin Mo immediately rushed to support him.

Gu Sumo stared at Song Jiajia intently, with a terrifying expression on his face, but his voice was tender: "Song Jiajia, calm down, listen to me, okay?"

Song Jiajia moved her steps a little bit. The cramps in her stomach made her unable to speak, and she couldn't help but vomit when she spoke.She suddenly rushed out of the ward like the wind, and Gu Sumo screamed: "Lin Mo, chase her back!!"

It wasn't until Lin Mo left that Gu Sumo slowly closed his eyes, opened them again, and exhaled very slowly: "I want to keep her by my side, but it always backfires. This time, she should hate me Bar."

His mind was full of the look in Song Jiajia's eyes when he left just now, looking at him with pain and hatred like looking at a devil, so disgusting, so...

hurt.

**

Song Jiajia rushed all the way to the bathroom in the corridor, slammed the door heavily, leaning her back against the door, her legs finally limp on the ground.

Holding her breath, she stared blankly at the embarrassed and frightened self in the mirror, and finally had her first sob, but she couldn't hold it anymore, and burst into tears!

Lin Mo stood outside the door, waiting quietly.

The bursts of mournful cries accompanied by constant vomiting and coughing made his scalp numb.

Is this the reason why the young master wants to hide it from himself at all costs?She will go crazy, right?

Lin Mo leaned against the door, lit a cigarette for himself, let out a long breath, and said suddenly, "Young Madam."

The people behind the door didn't seem to have heard his voice at all, he didn't care, he spoke slowly, his voice was low but seemed to contain no emotion: "When I dug you out of the soil, I saw you were wearing young master's clothes , wrapped in a thick blanket, with wiped blood around his mouth. And the young master, he was only wearing a thin shirt, with blood all over his body. When he took you to the hospital, the doctor said you were just too weak After a few days of recuperation, he will recover slowly. The young master has lost too much blood and has not rested for a long time. He has survived in sub-zero air for six full days and has a high fever of 42 degrees. He has five or six wounds on his wrist, and he has already bled. No bleeding. The wound on the back was also cracked and inflamed, the doctor told us to be mentally prepared, I thought the young master would not be able to survive, at that time, I really wanted to kill you."

Lin Mo squinted his eyes, and exhaled another big mouthful of smoke rings. There seemed to be mist in his bloodshot eyes: "When the young master came out of the operating room, he woke up once. The only thing he said was that he wanted to see you. Until he saw You are safe and sound, and he fell asleep again."

He seemed to smile, and said with a sigh: "You know? I grew up with the young master. When the old master passed away, the young master didn't shed any tears, but when he saw you lying on the hospital bed safely, he shed tears." A tear. I pretended not to see it, because I don't believe that a man as high as the young master would cry for a woman. Young lady, you are the first."

"If you hate the young master because of that kind of thing, I think, even if time goes back, the young master will still do that. After all, at that time, no one knows when they will be rescued." Lin Mo twisted the cigarette butt on the sole of his foot Extinguished, he spoke again: "Young Madam, instead of making everyone suffer, why don't you pretend you don't know anything? There are many things in this world that are more important than the truth, aren't they?"

"If you can truly accept the young master, I, Lin Mo, will owe you my life."

There was still vomiting behind the door. Lin Mo hesitated for a moment, then strode away. When he came to Gu Sumo's ward, Gu Sumo had already passed out again.

The housekeeper said with a mournful face: "It's all right now, when the young master recovers, we will be offended."

Lin Mo leaned against the door indifferently, and talked about other things: "Dang Mu took the young master away just now, and it will probably be a while before he comes back."

At night, Gu Sumo's intensive care unit was pitch black.

Looking through the glass on the door, only a faint figure could be seen on the bed, quietly.

The door was slowly pushed open, and a thin figure walked into the room barefoot.The light from the corridor came in, casting a long shadow of her figure on the ground.

She closed the door gently, and stood there for a long time, as if she had become a statue, before she turned slowly and walked towards the bed.

In the corridor outside the door, Lin Mo leaned his back against the wall, his thin lips outlined a shallow arc...

In the room, Gu Sumo's eyes were closed tightly, his brows were furrowed, and he looked extremely uneasy.

Song Jiajia sat lightly on the edge of the bed, took out his left hand from under the quilt, and saw clearly this arm wrapped in layers of bandages by the dim light in the corridor, she couldn't help but close her eyes, preventing herself from recalling those Disgusting situation.