Uncle, you are not good

This hand, this hand was used to push Xiche down the stairs just now...

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly...

Lin Rui watched in astonishment as Le Xiche rolled down the stairs, nails were nailed into his feet, and he couldn't move at all, as if his thoughts had also been frozen, staying in an instant, unable to think of anything else.

Le Xiche rolled all the way from his body, rolled down to the bottom of the stairs, made a dull crashing sound, hit the turning corridor and stopped moving.

While Lin Rui was still in a daze, Le Xiche, who had rolled to the bottom, struggled to get up, his forehead was broken at that corner, and several slender gashes were cut in a very bleak way, blood and scars were all over the place. His handsome face was frowning because of the pain, and his facial features were tangled and distorted.

Looking at Lin Rui on the corridor with a bloody face and ferocious eyes, he stretched out his left hand vigorously, trying to raise it a little higher, as if he wanted to reach something.

The corners of the pale lips were stained with blood, and the mouth was slightly opened, crying helplessly, wanting to say something, trying to open and close, the eyes were pleading and sad like never before.

Those eyes, which have been so sad and bewildered since birth, are wide open, wanting to tell, wanting to tell something.

However, when he fell down all of a sudden, his bones fell apart, his strength seemed to be drained, and the outstretched hand hung down before reaching the top of his head.

Exhausting the last trace of strength before the darkness, his whole body withered instantly, like a dead object without breath.

"Heechul! Heechul! Heechul! Heechul... Please don't scare me, Heechul I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I really didn't mean it, I really didn't know it would happen, Heechul! Heechul! Heechul..."

Ran down in a panic, hugged Le Xiche, no matter how much Lin Rui called desperately, shaking, Le Xiche didn't open his eyes again, and fell into a deep sleep like death.

"Heechul! Heechul! Heechul I'm sorry! I'm really sorry! I didn't mean it, I didn't know I would be like this, Heechul, wait, it will be fine soon, nothing will happen soon, it will get better soon... ..."

Hurriedly picked her up, strode up the stairs and returned to the room, dialed the number of Le Xiche's personal medical staff, as well as some shadows and bodyguards.

Seeing this scene, many people outside were already scared out of their wits and terrified. If they saw the Patriarch injured, if the news leaked, none of them would be able to escape the responsibility.

Lin Rui immediately sealed everyone's mouths. Although this kind of thing will be exposed sooner or later, but if he can hide for a while, he will make a decisive decision immediately and give orders to those loyal bodyguards. Deli's deep shadow is responsible for protecting Le Xiche and the safety of the medical staff, while another group of people secretly watch Le's every move. Lin Rui doesn't want what happened to Mo Qingtian to happen again. It is a bit wasteful, but it is responsible for blocking unclean mouths and sealing things that should not be seen.

A series of passwords were issued continuously. Those shadows and bodyguards were very familiar with Lin Rui, comparable to Le Xiche himself. Therefore, Lin Rui's order did not meet any opposition, but responded exceptionally.

"...Heechul"

When people retreated, Lin Rui deflated like a deflated balloon.

He simply treated the wound, squatted beside the bed and looked at the person who was alive and well just now, but within a few minutes he was lying on the bed.

The makeup on his face was scratched, the oil paint messed up his face, the scars on his forehead, facing him just now, he was sleeping like a baby, innocent and innocent, and the soft and delicate lines made people's eyes blurred. Like this, Lin Rui felt even more guilty and restless, remorseful, wishing he could poke hundreds of holes in himself with a knife.

Is in a hurry, but also uneasy.

Lin Rui felt extraordinarily long and tormented after waiting for the medical staff for a few minutes. He held the unresponsive palm and felt the temperature of the palm was constantly losing.

Lin Rui was so anxious that he was about to cry, but he couldn't cry at this time, he was in a mess when he cried, and he kept praying and hypnotizing himself.

calm!calm!Heechul will be fine, will be fine.

The doctor didn't come, Lin Rui moved his eyes back and forth between the door and Le Xiche's body, hoping that Le Xiche would open his eyes at this time, but also urged the doctor to come quickly.

But at this moment, the uneasiness in my heart is getting bigger and bigger.

As if suffering from suffocation, Le Xiche felt very serious this time. For some unknown reason, there seemed to be a death talisman constantly following behind him, trying to take back Le Xiche's life.

It was a very strange idea, Lin Rui tried hard to get rid of the random thoughts in his mind, but, for some reason, the anxiety in his heart became bigger and bigger with the passage of time.

He remembered that Le Xiche was at the corner of the stairs, bleeding all over his face, trying to reach out his hand, trying to reach something, anxious, with big eyes, full of sadness and helplessness, it was him in the memory, constantly holding back He closed his mouth, wanting to say something to him, his pale lips twitched, as if he was calling a person's name deeply.

There was no sound, and there was no expression, the helpless and sad eyes, the blood-stained face, and the outstretched hand, reaching forward for something.

What is Le Xichul trying to catch?What did he want to say, what did he want to say?