6642. Section 6642 finally has a glimmer of spirit
Flapping the rustling leaves...
She stared at the buttons on the man's chest, not daring to look up at him for fear of thinking it was just an illusion.
But her body suddenly felt light, and she was picked up horizontally.
Several more cars stopped urgently——
He hugged her and quickly left the road and walked back.
"Mr. Su." Several bodyguards who followed came over and wanted to take the person from Su Shijie's hand, but he refused to let anyone touch him.
Chanel was lightly held by Su Shijie. In a daze, she felt like she was floating in the sea.
The rain kept hitting the pavement, and her face was criss-crossed, and she could no longer tell whether it was rain or tears.
The whole thing was soaked by the rain, like a drowned rat.
But Su Shijie, who was holding her, was just like her -
Not long after she came out of the ward, he got up and followed her out. After all, he was worried about her and wanted to personally watch her get into the car.
Following her all the way, seeing her dejected look, he couldn't help but want to show up several times.
Especially when I saw her slipping down in the hospital corridor, hunching her shoulders and crying helplessly...
She cried and whimpered his name, and that sound was like a barbed thread, tightly wrapping and tightening his heart.
Su Shijie didn't know how much perseverance he used to restrain himself from rushing over and holding her in his arms.
Who knew that this woman would be so stupid that she walked into the middle of the road and almost caused a car accident...
The rain was getting heavier. Feeling the coldness of the woman in his arms, Su Shijie quickened his pace.
Su Shijie...
Chanel's teeth were chattering, her hands tightly grasped Su Shijie's hospital gown, and her face was buried in his heart.
Su Shijie...don't leave...
Her pale little hands grasped him tightly, holding on with all her strength, and her shoulders trembled even more.
She can give everything she has in exchange!
As long as I can keep him...
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In the ward, Chanel was soaked all over again.
Su Shijie asked her to take off her wet clothes. Since it was too late to buy clothes, he gave her one of his shirts.
Su Shijie's loose shirt was worn on Chanel's thin body. The sleeves were rolled up several layers, but they were still hanging loosely at the wrists. The collar of the shirt also became a low collar and opened wide, revealing the delicate collarbone.
Su Shijie gave her a blanket to wrap around her, and his eyes fell on the scratches on her knees - they should have been scratched when she slipped in the corridor just now.
Su Shijie asked the servant to get the medicine, applied the medicine to Chanel himself, and put the tape on it.
From beginning to end, Chanel sat blankly on the bed, letting him fiddle with her.
Her eyes were empty, like a puppet that had lost its soul.
After Su Shijie applied the medicine, he looked at her wet hair that was messy and scattered on her shoulders, and then reached out to touch her forehead. She still had a high fever.
So I got up and prepared to ask the maid to bring the hair dryer.
The moment he stood up, cold little hands suddenly grabbed his wrist.
Su Shijie's heart-grabbing pain reappeared!
He coughed, turned around, and looked at her: "What's wrong?"
There was finally a glimmer of light in Chanel's empty eyes.
She stared at Su Shijie blankly, her eyes broken and wandering, as if she was still in a dream: "Su Shijie, take me away..."
Su Shijie was startled, thinking that her fever was getting worse again, so he stretched out his hand to touch her forehead again.