Madam Dihao is not good

She is tame, she is stubborn, she is angry, she is coquettish...

"Su Shijie..."

He seemed to hear her voice calling him.

"Su Shijie..."

He raised his head in a daze, trying to catch the voice and keep her, but he couldn't find where the voice was. [

"Nile."

"Su Shijie..."

"Ni'er, don't go, survive, live, live." His face was as pale as paper, and he repeated mechanically, talking to himself like a nightmare in the empty corridor.

"Su Shijie...I'm here...Su Shijie..."

But the voice kept lingering in his ears, like vines, strangling his thoughts.

He has a splitting headache.

At this moment, in the empty corridor, there was the crisp sound of high heels slamming.

Chen Xin came running out of breath, the car parked at the gate of the hospital just now, blocking the aisle, she had to park the car.

This is what she saw when she came back

There was no need to ask for directions at all, the ground was covered with shocking blood, she followed the blood to find it, and saw the man in front of the operation door...

There was bright red blood on his hands and body...

There are even bloody finger marks on his face...

Chen Xin faintly felt something was wrong, took two deep breaths, stepped forward, stretched out a trembling finger, and poked his shoulder: "Mr. Su, are you okay?"

As soon as the words fell, Su Shijie's body moved

Before Chen Xin could react, her body shook, she fell heavily to the ground, and passed out.

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Su Shijie had a high fever, very severe, and fell into a coma dream all the time.

In that dream, he saw Chanel walking on the red carpet of the church holding Mu Xicheng's hand...

They swore to each other and kissed. [

"Muxicheng, I love you."

"Sha Nai, I love you too..."

They looked at each other affectionately, the light in their eyes, like vines, entangled each other tightly.

Only Su Shijie was isolated.

He stood coldly in the corner of the church, looking at them coldly.

When Chanel and Mu Xicheng exchanged rings with each other, Su Shijie couldn't bear it anymore and approached step by step.

"Do you love me?" He pressed Chanel, with a bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

Chanel held Mu Xicheng in her hand, half leaning against Mu Xicheng