Gong Yurui on the hospital bed was terrible and pale, without a trace of rosy blood. His cold face suddenly collapsed, and he could see his skin and bones. His lips were dry and cracked, pale and similar to his skin.
Lan Xingchen had never seen Gong Yurui so weak. In her impression, Gong Yurui was always strong and domineering and never showed his fragile side in front of others. But today, because of her shot, she made her angry.
She saw the most vulnerable scene in Gong Yurui's history.
Lan Xingchen approached the bed, but was blocked by Gao An.
"Lan Xingchen, you are the one who made our boss like this, do you still have the face to follow him?" Gao An glared at Lan Xingchen angrily, wanting to drive her away. Since their boss divorced Lan Xingchen, he has been drinking all day long.
He was drunk, or he would smoke every day. His stomach disease became more and more serious because of this. Once, he was too smoking and irregular in diet, which caused severe bleeding in his stomach, which almost killed their boss. This time, it was even more serious.
Star Dust shot their boss directly, almost hitting their boss in the heart fatal.
What else can a woman like this keep her here to do?
If it weren't for the boss's beloved, he would have wanted to bring her to pay his life!
"I'm sorry, Gao An." Lan Xingchen didn't want to explain anything more about her behavior. That shot was indeed Gong Yurui who was injured by her.
"You go, you are not welcome here!" Gao An hummed and left his head, walked to the bed to guard Gong Yurui.
"Let me stay and take care of him." Lan Xingchen ignored Gao An's cold face and followed him to the bed.
"No need!" Gao An vetoed.
"Gao An, we are one of the older men, but we are not as careful as Miss Lan. Let Miss Lan stay and take care of the boss. Let's go away." Another bodyguard suddenly said again, and his tone was a little unfair for Lan Xingchen.
Gao An can take care of their boss? When it comes to caring for people, he is not bad at holding guns, but Gao An is absolutely not competent for caring for people.
"What do you mean?" Gao An turned to the bodyguard who spoke and questioned.
"I understand what I mean very well, you can't take care of our boss." The bodyguard did not give way to Gao An. Besides, the people they bosses were all about Lan Xingchen. It was useless to see Gao An!
"Who said I can't take care of the boss?" Gao Anke was dissatisfied.
He can't do it, he can ask someone to take care of their boss, which is better than letting Lan Xingchen take care of him.
"Let's go, don't disturb the boss's rest, go out and guard." The bodyguard was too lazy to argue with Gao An, so he led Gao An's tie to drag it out.
"Hey, hey... don't be so rude, be gentle." His throat tightened, and Gao An coughed a few times, trying to pull Lan Xingchen out, but unfortunately, he was dragged out of the door by someone.
The door of the ward was closed, and Lan Xingchen slowly walked to the edge of the bed and lay on it.
She gently held Gong Yurui's cold palm, and a sob choked in her throat. His hands were so cold that she could hardly feel his temperature. Tears fell unknowingly. She kept covering Gong Yurui's palm. She hoped that it would
Keep it warm.
Lan Xingchen kept covering Gong Yurui's palms for a night. Time passed quickly. When it was almost dawn, Lan Xingchen fell asleep unknowingly on the bed.
The next morning, when Gong Yurui was unconscious, his arm felt a little numb, as if he was pressed tightly by something. He frowned unhappy, moved his arm and opened his deep eyes, but found that he was pressing him.
It's Blue Star Dust.
At this time, she was still wearing yesterday's wedding dress. There were a lot of blood stains on the wedding dress. Her hand kept holding his palm, and half of her face leaned against his arm and was sleeping in a daze. Gong Yurui didn't want to disturb her.
She gently covered her with the thin blanket on the bed, but such a slight movement woke up Lan Xingchen who was asleep.
She rubbed her eyes, and when she looked up, she saw Gong Yurui pinching a corner of the thin blanket, and the other half of the thin blanket was already covering her.
"Ming Yurui, you are finally awake!" Lan Xingchen's eyes flashed with joy and he shouted his name.
Gong Yurui was about to make a sound, but he suddenly coughed, covering the shot and coughing constantly.
"Doctor, call the doctor." Seeing Gong Yurui's cough so severely, Lan Xingchen shouted anxiously outside.
The bodyguard, who was still dozing off at the door, heard something and rushed in immediately. The other one had already gone to ask a doctor.
"Boss, what's wrong?" Gao An rushed in, and he immediately walked to the bed.
"I'm fine, don't make a fuss, I just have a little cough." After a while, Gong Yurui restrained his cough and looked at Lan Xingchen Gao An.
At this time, the doctor invited also came in. He walked to the bed and immediately gave Gong Yurui an examination.
After a while, he said to Lan Xingchen, "The second young master was infected with his wound and had a high fever. Please pay a little attention these days."
"Thank you, doctor, I remember it." Lan Xingchen responded, and saw the doctor change the bottle of Gong Yurui.
"Yeah, call me any time you have something to do." After changing the potion, the doctor explained and left.
"Boss, you guys are doing so well." Gao An and another bodyguard looked joyful. Lan Xingchen stood aside and didn't know what to say. He quietly looked at Gong Yurui and Gao An and chatted for a few words.
"I'm fine, you guys go back and do your own thing." Gao An was too sarcastic, and Gong Yurui was anxious to drive him away.
"Yes, boss." Seeing that his boss was in good spirits, Gao An and another bodyguard walked towards the door.
Lan Xingchen thought Gong Yurui wanted to meet An Jing, so he followed Gao An and another bodyguard, and planned to leave without disturbing him.
However, as soon as she took a few steps, a hoarse voice came from behind her.
"Lan Xingchen, have I allowed you to leave?" Gong Yurui put the thin blanket back on the bed, and his deep eyes were staring at Lan Xingchen.
"Is there anything else you have?" Lan Xingchen turned around and asked Gong Yurui in surprise.
I don't know what else to do if Gong Yurui called her.
"I almost killed my life, you just want to leave like this?" Gong Yurui pursed his chapped lips and asked Lan Xingchen arrogantly.
"Then do you want to do this?" Lan Xingchen was a little annoyed when he met Gong Yurui's bright eyes. She didn't shoot him on purpose, but he forced her again and again. In a panic, she accidentally injured him. Could it be that it was because she didn't want to?
, because of this matter, he wants to blackmail compensation?
"Don't worry, I will compensate you with full medical expenses. As for the mental loss fee, can I reduce it?" Lan Xingchen pursed his lips. Gong Yurui's daily fee was at least a thousand yuan in the VIP ward.
, plus the surgery fee, the messy cost will cost at least tens of thousands of yuan. If, plus some mental loss, she will have to compensate at least tens of thousands of yuan, right?
With so much money, she, a little civilian, can't afford to pay for it!