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Chapter 918 We Can't Go Back

"I...I'm here because I feel that I owe you, your illness is caused by me..."

"Don't say it, don't say it..."

He grasped her arm helplessly, crying in pain.

Most Qiyue's throat was instantly stuck, a bitter taste spread to his heart, and his eyes gradually darkened.

She felt that she could no longer cruelly hurt him, he was just right, how could she say hurtful things so eagerly.

However, she promised Ye Zun that when he came out, she would go home immediately.

"I'll let your fiancee come and accompany you. I'll go first."

The hand on her arm tightened suddenly, and her heart suddenly ached.

"You know, the person in my heart has always been you!" With pain, a hoarse voice came out.

Qiyue's heart became extremely depressed, she pulled out her hand and said, "We can't go back."

"As long as you want to go back, you can go back."

"Stop talking, I've heard enough." She suddenly became crazy, and the madness stung his eyes.

"Since I have decided to be with Ye Zun, it is impossible to hurt two people in a row. I also promised him that when you wake up,..."

"what……."

He frantically tore off the needle on the back of his hand.

He didn't want to hear her marrying someone else.

In this life, he only fell in love with one girl, and in this life, he only recognized her. He didn't allow the person he loved to marry others.

"You... don't get excited, are you okay? Calm down, don't get excited. "

Most Qiyue saw him panting out of breath, lingering so badly, she hugged his head anxiously to keep him from moving.

"Nangonghan, I beg you, don't get excited, don't..."

"Doctor...doctor...." Confused, she reached out and pressed the emergency bell frantically.

His face was pale, and his chest was heaving violently. How could he not be excited, when he heard that she was going to marry someone else, his heart throbbed unbearably, directly oppressing the brain nerves.

Soon, several people rushed over and were terrified when they saw this situation.

Hastily put on an oxygen mask for him, all kinds of busy.

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on the corridor.

The doctor looked serious, "Patients can't be stimulated, I told you just now, don't you understand?"

"I know, I just couldn't control it for a while." Most Qiyue fiddled with her hands.

"I reiterate that the patient has just passed the danger and cannot be stimulated. If stimulated again, it may cause a large amount of cerebral hemorrhage. In mild cases, he will be paralyzed, and in severe cases, he will even die. Do you understand?"

"I...I know."

The doctor sighed deeply, and before leaving, he repeatedly told her that the patient should not be stimulated.

"..."

Most Qiyue stood blankly in the silent corridor, her eyes were empty and her heart was still in a state of tension. She was really frightened just now.

It's all her fault, he just got married, and she just asked him about getting married or leaving.

With weak steps, he walked into the silent ward.

He lay quietly on the hospital bed, the needle was re-inserted on the back of his hand, and the transparent liquid dripped down bit by bit, along the tube, and flowed into his body.

Most Qiyue slowly approached him, he opened a pair of pitch-black eyes, wore an oxygen mask on his mouth, and his chest was still heaving violently.

Seeing him like this, a strong pain surged in Qi Yue's heart again.

It was complicated, and all kinds of painful and helpless feelings rushed to her heart.

With pain in his heart, his hands were trembling, and he reached out to his big hand and grasped it tightly.

(End of this chapter)