Chapter 740 Standing in the same boat through thick and thin, I will sleep with you ([-])
He gritted his teeth and panted heavily, Ji Anning's hand touched his chest nervously, "Uncle, how are you?"

Ji Chicheng frowned, in pain, blood was seeping from the corners of his mouth and eyes, Ji Anning was so distressed that he didn't know what to do.

She hurriedly raised her head, looked at Qi Helian with tears in her eyes and asked, "Qi Shao, do you have any medicine to stop bleeding and pain?"

"No." Qi Helian shook his head, and then looked at Ji Chicheng with a worried expression. His appearance was clearly in unbearable pain, and he asked nervously, "Chicheng, can you hold on?"

Ji Chicheng bared his teeth, big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, as if he didn't have the strength to speak, and didn't answer Qi Helian's question.

"Uncle." Ji Anning watched Ji Chicheng gradually dying, and cried with her mouth puckered. She leaned over, leaned close to Ji Chicheng's face, and carefully wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the hem of her wedding dress.

Wiping and crying, nervous and distressed.

"Uncle, you are seriously injured." Ji Anning cried, "It hurts, doesn't it?"

Ji Chicheng nodded, "Yes."

"Qi Helian, hurry up and find a place to stop, go to the hospital, and take my uncle to the hospital, okay?" Ji Anning cried and begged Qi Helian.

"peaceful."

Before Qi Helian could answer, Ji Chicheng suddenly called out to Ji Anning, Ji Anning turned to look at him nervously, and nodded at him like a chicken pecking at it, "Speak, I'm listening."

Ji Chicheng grinned and took a few breaths, then said, "Kiss me, it should...should be more effective than painkillers."

Every time he said a word, he took several breaths.

At this time, Ji Anning just wanted to ease his pain, and she would follow him no matter how happy he was.

"it is good."

Ji Anning cried and nodded, leaning over, her soft lips pressed against Ji Chicheng's bloody lips, stained with his blood, she opened her eyes, just facing Ji Chicheng's black eyes, the corners of his eyes were also bloody .

She looked distressed and kept sobbing.

Ji Chicheng grinned weakly, "Close your eyes."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to block Ji Anning's eyes, preventing her from looking at him.

He knew that he was seriously injured, and she must feel uncomfortable when he saw it. He didn't want her to feel so uncomfortable, and he didn't want her to shed tears.

"Woooo..."

But the more he was afraid that she would feel distressed, the more she would feel distressed. Ji Anning couldn't control it, so she simply climbed onto Ji Chicheng's body, hugging him and crying.

Just now, she was really frightened to death, really afraid that Charle would get murderous and kill him.

Ji Chicheng lowered his eyes, moved his big hand to Ji Anning's head, and fondled her, "This injury...is nothing."

But this was the last time Ji Anning saw him. She had never seen him suffer such a serious injury. She raised her head, looked at the man's smiling face with blurred eyes, and said with a sob: "Do you know, when I was 16 years old, Ji Ruoqian set a big fire and almost burned me to death. At that time, I thought I would die. I regretted it at that time. I wish I knew that I would die. I must confess my love to you first, and I will definitely tell you before I die , I like you, even if you will definitely reject me."

She didn't have time to wipe off the bean-sized teardrops, and they fell on Ji Chicheng's chest one by one, blending with his bright red blood.

"So when you said 'I like you', you meant me?" Ji Chicheng closed his eyes.

Even though he was so weak, he couldn't restrain the surprise that Ji Aning's words brought him. His blood-red lips curled up in happiness.

(End of this chapter)

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