After the all-powerful secretary resigned, the aloof CEO fainted from tears

From his own ward to the next ward, it was only a few steps, but Mo Ran felt like he had walked for a long time.

Every step he took seemed to use all his strength.

It wasn't until she reached the closed door that she realized that she didn't even have the courage to push it open.

Lu Li knew that she didn't have the courage, so he took the initiative to push the ward door open.

The door was opened, but there was no one on the bed inside. Instead, there was a little nurse making the bed.

"Miss Nurse, where are the patients here?"

Mo Ran ran over in disbelief. She reached out and touched the quilt on the hospital bed. It was still warm, indicating that someone had slept on it not long ago.

"Miss, he doesn't need it anymore."

The nurse shook her head and said, "Please get out of the way."

The nurse was about to push the bed out, but Mo Ran blocked the door and refused to let her go.

"No, it's impossible. Where is that man? Where has he gone? He clearly promised me that he would not die. How could he die suddenly?"

"No, miss, please get out of the way -"

"No, I won't let it!"

Mo Ran blocked the door tightly and burst into tears.

"It's impossible. Shen Zhixun can't die so easily. He said he wouldn't die. He wouldn't lie to me! He can't die!"

Seeing her crying like that, the nurse couldn't bear it any longer. Just when she was about to explain, she saw Lu Li slowly shaking his head at them.

So the nurse shut her mouth and stood there stiffly, watching Mo Ran cry.

"He won't die, Shen Zhixun won't die."

Crying, she suddenly squatted down along the wall, "Why? Why did God do this to me? Why didn't you let me die? Why did you let them die one after another to save me!"

"Mo Ran, why are you doing this?"

Lu Li bent down, looked at her tear-stained face, and said slowly: "Everything has its own destiny. Since you don't like Zhixun and are not willing to marry him, his death may be a relief for him. "

"Do not."

Mo Ran shook his head and sobbed: "I don't want him to die, I like him, and I am willing to marry him. As long as he comes back, as long as he stands in front of me alive, I am willing to marry him, I am willing to marry him!"

"Really? Really?"

Seeing her crying so sadly, Lu Li's heart ached.

But the most painful thing was her words.

It turns out that she really likes Shen Zhixun, and everything that happened before was all fake.

At this moment, my heart was completely relieved.

Lu Li smiled and handed her a tissue.

"Okay, wipe it off, Shen Zhixun is not dead."

"not dead?"

Looking at the tissue he handed over, Mo Ran was stunned, with snot and tears still hanging on his face.

She looked at him blankly, "What did you say? Say it again."

"I said Zhixun is not dead, he is alive and well."

Lu Li patiently said gently: "It's just an ordinary ward. He's not used to it, so he's been moved to the VIP ward."

"Really?"

Mo Ran slowly stood up from the ground and asked in disbelief: "What you said is true, Lu Li, don't lie to me."

"I will not lie to you."

Lu Li smiled and said, "I just hope you can face your heart. In fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that you like Shen Zhixun, but you can't get over it yourself. Now you should understand that if you miss it, some people will never die. It's irreversible. It's God's will that Zhixun was shot and survived this time. You have to seize the opportunity."

These words came from Lu Li's heart.

Although he likes Mo Ran very much, he understands better what the beauty of adulthood is.

Since the two of them liked each other, why did he need to get involved?

At this time, he may prefer to add fuel to the flames.

"Lu Li, don't you like me?"

Mo Ran raised her eyes to look at him, and once again she admired Lu Li's character.

At this time, it was really impressive that he could say these words.

"Silly girl, it doesn't matter whether I like it or not. What matters is whether you like it or not."

Lu Li smiled gently at her, "Go up, I think the first person Zhixun wants to see when he wakes up is you."

"Are you going with me?"

"Forget it, I don't want to be a light bulb."

Lu Li encouraged her: "Mo Ran, don't be a coward, be brave, and you will be happy."

After the man finished speaking, he slowly turned around and left.

Looking at the lonely and lonely back of the man in the long corridor, Mo Ran felt very unbearable.

But she was not Lu Li's lover, he deserved better.

Withdrawing his gaze, Mo Ran quickly raised his feet and went upstairs.

She couldn't even wait for the elevator and ran up the stairs to Shen Zhisun's ward.

The door was closed tightly. Mo Ran didn't knock on the door, but raised his hand to push the door open.

She walked in step by step. The man was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and his chest was wrapped with a thick layer of gauze.

You can imagine how deep the wound down there is.

When he was sleeping, his brows were furrowed, as if he was having a terrible nightmare.

Mo Ran sat down beside his bed and looked at the man's face quietly.

Shen Zhixun has always been good-looking. From his eyebrows to his lips, he looks so good that he doesn't look like a mortal.

This face was so exquisitely carved that the first time I saw him, I felt astonished.

He is an almost perfect man, his only flaw may be that he is too domineering.

Because he was too domineering, Mo Ran always wanted to confront him.

She has a rebellious mentality and likes to go against him. She always feels that this will make him angry.

When he was angry, she secretly laughed.

I don’t know when she started to become like this.

Obviously before, she was just the little secretary who followed him and obeyed everything.

The past days were quite peaceful.

If he never married a wife and they kept that kind of relationship, Mo Ran would probably be willing to do it.

There were so many changes that happened later that she simply didn't have the ability to bear it, so her relationship with him became worse and worse.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, Shen Zhixun was very good to her, from beginning to end.

She raised her hand to touch his brow, trying to smooth it out, but the man suddenly opened his eyes.

The moment their eyes met, Mo Ran felt a little embarrassed. She wanted to take her hand back, but was grabbed by the man.

"What?"

Shen Zhixun looked at her guilty look and said in a hoarse voice: "Want to murder your husband?"

"Can't you think of something better?"

Mo Ran frowned, "In your heart, do I just want you to die?"

"That might not be the case."

Shen Zhixun held her hand tightly, with a smile on his lips: "Maybe some people hope that I die early, so that they don't have to try every means not to marry me."

"I'm not saying I won't marry you now."

Mo Ran lowered his head and his voice was as low as a mosquito's hum.

Shen Zhixun didn't hear what she was saying clearly at all, so he asked: "What are you talking about? Your voice is so small? If you want to say something, say it loudly. I am your savior now. Before speaking, think carefully about the attitude and tone you should use. "