Qiye held Qian Shang's hands as tightly as if she was afraid of losing her. With such a close distance, their breathing could be measured.
Qiye stared at Qian Shang intently, and could see that the woman in front of him collapsed.
However, Qiye still shouted loudly!
"I will never let you go, do you hear that?"
Qian Shang looked at Qi Ye, but he was not in her eyes, as if she was looking into the endless distance.
Qian Shang's eyes were full of hatred. For the first time, she hated Qi Ye!
Why, this man, wants to torture the people she likes to death one by one!
Her child, her Hurd! He didn't want to destroy everything about her!
Then, suddenly, there was severe pain in my heart, and a bloody sweetness surged in my throat, spraying and shockingly red!
"Qianshang!"
Qian Shang heard Qi Ye's panicked voice, but her eyes blurred involuntarily, her lips kept trembling, and she couldn't hear what he said next.
The imperial doctor came quickly and stretched out his hand to feel Qian Shang's pulse, but was kicked away by Qiye. The imperial doctor who fell to the ground in a panic knelt down in panic, not understanding the cluster of flames shining in Qiye's eyes!
Qiye hugged Qian Shang tightly and asked the imperial doctor firmly what was wrong, what was wrong? But he didn't let anyone get close, as if he was afraid that someone would take something away!
The imperial doctor was an old Chinese medicine doctor. He observed Qian Shang carefully and knelt on the ground, "Miss Qian Shang is depressed in her heart. Just cry out and it will be fine!"
Qian Shang gasped uncomfortably, her dizzy head felt heavy, and the pain spread in her chest. She wanted to cry, but she smiled instead, with a smile that was sadder than crying.
"Qian Shang..." Qiye stroked Qian Shang's cheek, with uncontrollable distress in his eyes: "Qian Shang, if you cry, just cry out!"
