Your Excellency, I love you!

Luo Qiangwei rushed to Mo Shiche's side, seeing thick blood overflowing from his chest, her eyes turned red immediately, she tremblingly supported him, "You, how are you...does it hurt..."

Mo Shiche lowered his head slightly, and clenched his teeth tightly, as if he could hear the sound of flesh and blood ripping out of his chest cavity. He looked at Yan Chu with extremely dark eyes, and uttered two cold words, "You son of a bitch."

Pick where he hurts.

Yan Chu's eyes turned cold, and she wanted to raise her hand subconsciously, but Luo Qiangwei looked up at him, and said anxiously, "Ah Chu, his car is outside, you take him outside, he will definitely not be able to leave now ..."

hold him?

Yan Chu was slightly taken aback, then pursed his lips and said, "Weiwei, didn't he get into a car accident because of Sheng Miao, you don't need to..."

Luo Qiangwei interrupted him, very anxious, "He is bleeding from the wound now, he must go to the hospital immediately."

Mo Shiche clenched his teeth and sneered, "I don't need a coward's hug."

"Shut up!" Luo Qiangwei bit her lip and glared at him, guessing that the assistant's physique might not be able to hold him by herself, so she wanted to find other people to help.

However, she only moved once, and Mo Shiche thought she was going to leave, his pupils shrank, and he quickly raised his moving hand to hug her, "Don't leave, um——"

The movement was too fast and the wound was involved, and the severe pain hit him. He knelt down, and even Luo Qiangwei knelt down on the carpet together.

Even the wound on his leg was open now.

Mo Shiche put his long arms on Luo Qiangwei's shoulders, even though his handsome face was pale from pain, he still hugged her tightly into his arms, and said with difficulty and stubbornness, "Don't... go."

Just as Luo Qiangwei was about to speak, she looked up and saw thick blood flowing from Mo Shiche's nose. She turned pale with fright and hugged him back, "I won't go, I won't go, don't move around, just a moment Don't move anymore...ambulance, call an ambulance immediately!"

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Four or ten minutes later, Mo Shiche was finally pushed back into the operating room of the hospital.

Fortunately, the fractured right hand was not injured, and there were no new wounds, but the old wounds on the chest and legs were all torn apart, and stitches needed to be re-stitched.

The operation lasted less than two hours, and Mo Shiche was pushed back and forth to the ward.

When Luo Qiangwei heard that nothing was wrong, her whole body suddenly relaxed, and she leaned against the wall for a while without being able to move.

A slender figure walked in front of him, "Wei Wei."

She knew who it was without looking up, "Sorry Ah Chu, I want you to go to the hospital with me."

"It should be my fault that I shouldn't have fought with him, he was the one who started the fight," Yan Chu said in a low voice, "It's very late now, it won't be convenient for you to go home later, I'll take you back."

"No, go back and rest first." Luo Qiangwei raised her head and said, "I'll wait for him to wake up here."

Yan Chu lowered his eyes slightly, "You want to stay with him?"

"Well, after all, tonight is because of me."

"Weiwei, Sheng Miao's ward is upstairs, and their children..."

"That child doesn't belong to Mo Shiche."

"How do you know?" Yan Chu guessed what was going on as soon as he thought about it, "He showed you the DNA test? Do you believe it? Weiwei, it's too easy for him to do something."

Luo Qiangwei didn't answer this, but said in a low voice, "Ah Chu, I have to wait for him to wake up."

Yan Chu stood in front of her, pursed his lips tightly, looked at her pale face half covered under her long hair, turned and left without saying a word for a while.