Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

But everyone has already smelled the breath of death.

At night, the doctors left, and Su Shijie removed all the servants, except Aunt Li.

Su Shijie looked at the person lying quietly on the bed, her breathing became weaker and weaker, and she no longer talked in sleep.

She just lay there quietly, motionless, her complexion as pale as paper, as if... already... dead.

Aunt Li brought food and put it aside, Su Shijie didn't move a bite.

These days, Chanel is having a hard time, and Su Shijie is also having a hard time.

She had never seen the young master like this, and if he continued to be tortured like this, he would almost lose his shape.

Suddenly, Chanel's fingers moved slightly.

Aunt Li was pleasantly surprised: "Young Master, Young Mistress seems to be awake."

Su Shijie suddenly held his breath and looked, sure enough, Chanel's fingers twitched twice, slowly opened his eyes, and the eyes gradually became clear from the chaos.

Chanel rolled her eyes, looked at Su Shijie beside the bed, and suddenly sat up from the bed and got out of bed.

Her action involved the drip of glucose, she frowned and pulled it out.

"Young Mistress, what are you doing?" Aunt Li was shocked.

How could a person who was dying just now become so powerful all of a sudden?

Xia Naier glanced at Su Shijie and Aunt Li indifferently, but the focus of her gaze was far away, her eyes were empty, as if she had reached the sky.

Without saying a word, she walked towards the bathroom.

Su Shijie was going to stop her, but realizing her need, he winked at Aunt Li.

Aunt Li quickly walked over to help Chanel, but Chanel pushed her away, went straight into the bathroom, and closed the door.

Aunt Li couldn't stand still and was almost pushed down. She cried out in surprise:

"Why is Young Mistress so strong—could it be the legendary flashback?"

After finishing speaking, seeing Su Shijie's suddenly gloomy face, he immediately clapped his hands: "Bah, bah, what am I talking about, the young mistress has a good fortune, and everything will be fine!"

After a while, there was the sound of flushing water inside, Chanel opened the door, walked over, lay back on the bed, and closed her eyes.

Aunt Li tried to call her twice, but she ignored her.

Aunt Li frowned tightly, and murmured in a low voice: "Could it be that the young mistress is not conscious?"

Su Shijie looked at the hanging bottle shaking in mid-air, and felt a sense of powerlessness: "Notify my in-laws and mother-in-law, just say that Xin'er is ill, let her come and see her."

Now, the only one who can persuade Chanel is her relatives.

Hearing this sentence, the person on the bed moved violently, and Chanel opened her eyes.

Notify mom?No, if Mom sees her like this—

"Don't go, ahem...don't go..."

She yelled at Aunt Li who was leaving, but she couldn't hear her own voice.

Su Shijie frowned, called Aunt Li to stop, and lifted Chanel's body, letting her lean on him.

Chanel finally found her own voice, hoarse and weak: "Don't call my mother...don't disturb her...don't!"

If Mother Xia saw her like this, how worried and heartbroken she would be!

Moreover, Su Shijie had already contacted Xia's mother, and Xia's mother knew that he was her brother-in-law.

If my mother saw her lying in her brother-in-law's house, how would she collapse after all these absurdities? !

Chanel tightly grasped Su Shijie's collar, all her persistence collapsed at this moment: "Don't go, don't go!"

Su Shijie's eyes flashed suddenly.