Madam Dihao is not good

Come.

I never knew that Su Shijie would cry too, and he cried so much.

Chanel's heart ached like a knife, she stretched out her hand, slightly wanting to wipe away his tears, but her hand was as heavy as if she was stumbling over a heavy stone.

As soon as it was lifted in mid-air, it was about to fall down.

Su Shijie grabbed her hand in time and stuck it to his face. [

"Su Shijie...why are you crying..." Chanel felt distressed, "Don't cry, really don't cry... tears are not for you...no matter what happens...never...don't cry..."

"Okay." He promised, "As long as you live."

"forgive me……"

"Okay, as long as you live."

"Treat yourself...Treat Yiyi...Treat sister..."

"Okay, as long as you live."

"Su Shijie" Chanel choked up.She saw his love, it was love, not resentment.

His love had always been covered by his pretended resentment. He really loved her, loved her very much, and she loved her beyond imagination.

She never thought that she would torture him like this.

"Su Shijie, I..." I love you, she choked up and wanted to say, but her voice came out, but the syllables were indistinct, her lips trembled violently, and she was crying out of breath.

The sports car slammed to the brakes, and Chen Xin in the driver's seat turned her head with red eyes: "The hospital is here, hurry up!"

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hospital.

The doctor who received the notification was already waiting at the entrance of the hospital before Chanel was carried out and put on a stretcher immediately.

Oxygen mask, emergency hemostasis measures, do it immediately.

The doctor looked at the blood all over Chanel and scolded loudly: "What are you doing? You don't have any common sense! The patient is bleeding like this, and he doesn't know how to take some measures to stop the bleeding. The patient loses too much blood and is likely to die!"

Chen Xin apologized in a panic: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this is the first time I've encountered such a situation, I'm so anxious... I'm so stupid... I can't think of anything..."

The stretcher was pushed forward urgently by several nurses, and Su Shijie chased after the stretcher, holding Chanel's hand tightly.

They have blood on their hands...[

Inside the oxygen mask, Chanel's face was as pale as a lily that was about to wither.

Su Shijie chased after her with low eyes: "Nai'er, as long as you survive...survive...I promise you anything...