my billionaire ex-husband

The more this is the case, the more unwilling he is to admit defeat!

Opening the door for Xiang Siyi himself, he looked back at her coldly, with a slight sarcasm on his lips: "I won't let you go. But I really want to see, what do you want to do!"

Xiang Siyi walked gently into the ward and closed the door.

There was no sound in the quiet ward. The morning sunlight streamed through the window and slowly flowed on the smooth floor. In the air, the sweet scent of flowers diluted the smell of disinfectant.

Ouyang Yexi lay quietly on the hospital bed, his head was wrapped with layers of bandages, and the other wounds on his body had also been treated. [

The blood transfusion has been stopped and is being infused.

A clear liquid flowed from the transparent tube, and his face was pale, showing how much blood he had bled last night!

As long as she thought of the scene last night, she was terrified!

Xiang Siyi approached him slowly, not wanting to wake him up.

The way he was sleeping peacefully made her unable to bear to disturb him. He must be exhausted and needs a good rest.Could it be that every time she fell asleep in the car, he was like her now, unable to bear to disturb her?

Lying on the side of the bed, looking at his bandaged head, the wound seems to be very deep...

Was he in pain?

He obviously couldn't beat Feng Zihao, but he still wanted to be brave.His whole body was injured, but he wanted to seek justice for her... Even when he was dying, he was still worried about her.

Tears flowed slowly down Xiang Siyi's cheeks.

She tried her best to endure, not daring to make a sound, afraid of waking him up, afraid that he would see her heartache for him.

Because she knew that seeing her cry would hurt him more than her.

Ouyang Yexi fell asleep peacefully, his face was beautifully bronzed, and while he was asleep, his eyelashes were also long and thick.

He slept so deeply that he didn't seem to feel what was happening outside.

Unconscious at all, she stretched out her hand, and lightly touched his forehead with her fingertips, staying at the wound.Looking at the blood red faintly leaking from the white bandage, her heart felt a pang of pain again, as if being slashed by a sharp knife.