Your Excellency, I love you!

She froze for a moment, then said in panic, "Mo Shiche, you...you have a nosebleed..."

Mo Shiche looked down and saw the blood on his white shirt. He reached out and wiped the blood between his nose.

An inexplicable dull pain in the chest, pulling on the nerves.

Recently, the symptoms have become more frequent, severe, and without warning.

He pursed his thin lips tightly and didn't find anything to wipe. Instead, he turned the steering wheel immediately and quickly stopped the car on a relatively quiet side of the road.

Luo Qiangwei hurriedly took out a wet tissue from her bag, unwrapped it and handed it to him, "Wipe it quickly, it bleeds quite badly..."

"Get out of the car," Mo Shiche put his index finger between his nose, without looking at her, his voice was a little hoarse, "Take a taxi back by yourself, or ask Yan Chu to pick you up."

"How can I get away from your nosebleed like this?" Luo Qiangwei frowned, maintaining the movement of handing the tissue, "Quickly wipe it... No, you should tilt your head up when you have a nosebleed,"

As she spoke, she turned her head and saw the convenience store outside, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to help him, "Get out of the car, and go sit and have a rest over there first."

"Luo Qiangwei," Mo Shiche lowered his head slightly, the back of his hand holding the steering wheel stretched out, his face became paler, "I'll tell you to get out of the car, immediately, immediately."

She pursed her lips and smiled mockingly, "Do you think I'm willing to sit here and watch you? If you continue driving with a nosebleed like this, if you die in a car accident, will I still be partially responsible?"

Luo Qiangwei forcibly pulled Mo Shiche out of the car, and sat in the rest area of ​​the convenience store by the roadside.

She let him lean his head up there, then bought a dry towel, and when she talked to the aunt at the cash register, she learned that she turned out to be a doctor in the clinic.

So I asked her to help to find out the reason. It was too far away from the hospital and there was traffic jam. It was difficult to go back in a short time.

When Luo Qiangwei took her aunt to the rest area, Mo Shiche's tall body was leaning on the bench, with the towel in his hand pressed between his nose, his eyes slightly closed, and he actually... fell asleep.

The nosebleeds were obviously still flowing, and the towel was more than half stained red.

Luo Qiangwei couldn't help but frown, how could anyone have a nosebleed like this... Didn't it stop immediately?

Seeing this, the aunt hurried over and wanted to reach out to touch Mo Shiche's forehead. The man opened his eyes suddenly, the pupils were bloodshot, indifferent and sullen, "Get out!"

Aunt was so frightened that she took a few steps back and almost fell down. Luo Qiangwei hurriedly supported her, bit her lips and said, "I'm sorry, he didn't do it on purpose, his temper is just like this..."

Seeing her talking to others in a low tone, Mo Shiche's eyes darkened a few degrees, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he said with difficulty, "I'll just rest here, you go back."

Before Luo Qiangwei could speak, the phone rang suddenly.

The caller was Yan Chu, and she didn't hide anything, she answered the phone and told the general situation, Yan Chu on the other end was silent for two seconds, "You wait for me there, I'll go pick you up."

"it is good."

After hanging up, Luo Qiangwei sat down by the bench, frowned and said, "I'll call Mr. Mu, let him pick you up?"

Mo Shiche didn't speak, she turned her head to the side, and found that he had fallen asleep on his back again, his chest heaved slightly, his side face was pale, he seemed very tired and uncomfortable.

The chest of the white shirt was almost stained red with blood, and Jun's face was also stained with blood. He was such a clean man and even had a cleanliness, so he didn't want to change his clothes immediately.

Luo Qiangwei looked at him, and suddenly felt that she was worried too much, even if he was sick and unwell now, it was not her responsibility to worry about it.