047 You are not allowed to die without my permission
After coming back to his senses, Nangong Zhan subconsciously knelt down and picked up the dying Ning Xi, heartache rising on his brows, "Du Ningxi, are you okay?"
Ning Xi opened her eyes slightly, and bright red blood snaked down her forehead line by line, looking extremely terrifying.
No matter how painful and uncomfortable it is, but...
But she was able to smile firmly at him and said, "I'm fine!"
As soon as the four words were spoken softly, the whole person fainted.
"Du Ningxi, Ning Xi..." Looking at her slightly closed eyes, Nangong Zhan was so frightened that he grabbed her and shook her, "Ning Xi, Xiao Xi, Du Ningxi, wake up, wake up, Xiao Xi
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I don’t know why? At this moment, his whole person seemed to have completely changed and he no longer looked like himself.
Especially when looking at the person in his arms, no matter how he screamed or shook, he was unwilling to open his eyes and take a look at him, he suddenly felt that his eyesight went dark, and the whole world suddenly collapsed!
It was an unprecedented feeling. It felt like something in my heart was slowly being taken away, slowly disappearing, and then...
No……
Will not!
After reacting, he stood up with her in his arms and ran frantically outside the mansion.
As he ran, he shouted to the person in his arms, "Du Ningxi, you can't die without my permission. Do you hear me? You can't die."
After running out of the mansion, he put her in the passenger seat, then hurriedly started the car and hurried towards the hospital.
But, damn it, when the car got to the road, it encountered another traffic jam.
He turned his head and looked at the blood on her forehead, which was continuously flowing out. Her face was as pale as paper, and her whole person was lifeless.
He was anxious, panicked, and confused. For the first time, he could not control his emotions. After stopping the car, he picked her up and ran on the busy street.
He didn't know why he became like this. He didn't care about his image or his own identity. He just ran on the street like a raging beast holding a woman who was bleeding in his arms.
Some of the passers-by took out their mobile phones to take pictures, some were envious of the woman in his arms, some were sympathetic, and some were surprised. Anyway, with the eyes of passers-by, the morning paper published news about the two of them the next morning.
After arriving at the hospital, the lights in the emergency room came on. Nangong Zhan sat on the ground along the wall in a state of exhaustion and paralysis. He was so tired that he was out of breath, sweating profusely, and dizzy.
The moment he sent her to the emergency room, he couldn't help but hold her hand tightly, fearing that if she let go, he would never be able to grab it again.
His eyes were red, his fingers were inserted into the roots of his hair, and he was heartbroken.
It was a tragedy that he watched helplessly. He could obviously have stopped it, but he didn't say anything at that time. Xu Duanmeilin just took such a large vase and smashed it on her head.
it hurts!
His blood-covered hands pressed tightly against his heart, where the pain felt like it was being whipped with a whip.
Why?
He raised his head and asked himself, why did he feel like this? Why did his heart feel so uncomfortable when he saw her lying so scarred in front of him, even...
He pursed his thin lips, and his red eyes suddenly seemed to have sand in them. His eyes were very astringent, and something was pouring out from the inside.
Du Ningxi, since I don’t want you to die so much, hold on, okay?
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