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Chapter 253 Raging Memories (8)

He is begging her...

Xie Yiren's heart tightened, and he bit Han Cheng's lip in a hurry, then stretched out his hand and pushed him away forcefully.

Han Cheng was greedily absorbing the warmth from her lips at this time, but suddenly there was a tingling sensation from his lips, followed by a decisive force pushing him out, he was caught off guard, and his tall body stepped back a few inches. Stepping forward, he looked at Xie Yiren sadly.

Xie Yiren dared not look at Han Cheng, lowered his head, tried to calm his mind, and tried to organize his words: "Han Cheng, don't do this, this is a hospital..."

Han Cheng twitched the corners of his mouth bitterly, her temperature and the sharp pain she brought still remained on it.

With a big stride, he hugged Xie Yiren's petite body into his arms, lifted his thin lips, and said tremblingly: "Yiren, I won't do anything to you, I'll just hold you..."

If warmth must coexist with pain, then he would rather endure the pain she gave him than give up her warmth.

Xie Yiren's heart was tightened by Han Cheng's words, as if an invisible thread controlled the most important part of her body, and the suffocating pressure kept coming.

"Han Cheng, in fact, I only care about Mu Jianxuan..."

With a ding, the operating light dimmed, and the closed door slowly opened. Xie Yiren's eyes lit up, and he immediately broke away from Han Cheng's embrace, stiffened his body, and looked at the opening door of the operating room.

Han Cheng lowered his hands weakly, and looked at Xie Yi in a daze.

Can you not always be so obvious, obviously a few hours ago, she was still smiling so brightly at him...

Mu Jianxuan was lying on the hospital bed, and was pushed out by the nurse. Xie Yiren immediately went up to meet him, leaned down slightly, and looked at Mu Jianxuan who was still in a coma. His pale complexion softened slightly, and the wound on his forehead was also bandaged , being infused.

Her heart also settled down a little, and she continued to look down along the line of sight, her eyes suddenly fixed on his right hand, his right arm was covered with a thick cast, and her heart sank instantly.

"His right hand..." Xie Yi said with difficulty, his voice was hoarse and trembling, then he raised his head and nervously grabbed the hand of the attending doctor beside him, and asked, "Doctor, what happened to his right hand? His hand It's for playing the piano, not..."

Xie Yiren pursed his lips, then lowered his head, looking at Mu Jianxuan, a little bit speechless.

Jianxuan's favorite music, even if he has to give up now, he can't lose his qualifications...

The attending doctor smiled awkwardly, quickly glanced at Han Cheng who had a gloomy face in front of him, immediately pulled out his hand wisely, and then explained: "Miss Xie, there is nothing serious about this gentleman's right hand, the cast is just because Broken arm, nothing major."

"Really?" Xie Yi raised his head slowly, and asked uncertainly.

"Really, Miss Xie, please rest assured."

The doctor gave an affirmative answer, and Xie Yiren's uneasy heart relaxed a little, but then he asked nervously: "Then is there any other injury on his body?"

"The most serious injury to the patient was the head. The wound on the forehead was relatively deep. Coupled with the severe impact, he had a concussion. However, the wound has been healed now. As long as he rests with peace of mind, he will be able to recover." The doctor continued to answer patiently.

"It's fine, it's fine..." Xie Yi breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.

If Jianxuan lost her qualification to play the piano because she was drunk, she would feel guilty for the rest of her life...

(End of this chapter)