Madam Dihao is not good

My wife likes him very much, the room is covered with posters of him..."

However, Chanel couldn't hear these discussions.

She seems to have withdrawn from this world, the world is full of white light, she only sees herself and Muxi City.

Her mind was also blank, she couldn't think of anything, she only knew that Mu Xicheng was going to leave her to die... Mu Xicheng was going to die...

"Give way." Assistant Zheng led a dozen bodyguards to push aside the crowd of onlookers, and escorted Mu Xicheng back. [

Chanel stood there completely empty, motionless.

Mu Xicheng's heart ached, so he hugged her immediately.

"Master Mu, let me come, you just recovered from a serious illness..."

Mu Xicheng hugged her stubbornly, and walked back: "Which reporter was secretly filming just now?"

"Young Master Mu, don't worry, I've already sent someone to investigate."

After entering the hospital, Mu Xicheng put Chanel on the sofa, Assistant Zheng arranged some matters, and then left, leaving two bodyguards standing at the door of the ward.

Mu Xicheng fetched a basin of water, twisted a towel, and wiped Chanel's face himself.

The wet towel gently wiped the corners of Chanel's eyes, Chanel closed her eyes, and suddenly grabbed Mu Xicheng's wrist:

"You don't want to die."

Mu Xicheng was taken aback.

Chanel's dark eyes were shining brightly, and tears were flickering again: "Don't hurt me like this again...I can't take it anymore...uh..."

The basin suddenly fell to the ground, and the towel fell off. Mu Xicheng held the back of Chanel's head tightly and kissed her vigorously.

This kiss was bitter and lingering, filled with endless thoughts.

He kissed her hard, snatching every trace of air from her mouth, feeling her tears fall, he kissed the corner of her eyes lightly.

The delicate kisses dried up every teardrop.

"Xia Nai." He leaned slightly, held her face up, looked at her seriously and said, "As long as you still need me, I won't leave."

Chanel frowned, not knowing what to say.

His cold fingers reached over and gently smoothed her brows: