Qi Huan saw Xia Zhenai's actions and immediately stepped on the brakes. However, even so, Xia Zhenai still fell and fainted.
Leng Haoxuan got out of the car like a wind, walked over in three steps and then carefully picked up Xia Zhenai, checked her body up and down, and hugged her heartbrokenly.
When Qi Huan saw this scene, his expression changed and he quickly took out his cell phone to find the doctor.
Leng Haoxuan carefully carried Xia Zhenai into the car, staring at her forehead.
The wound on her forehead that had finally healed was broken again.
Leng Haoxuan had no idea that Xia Zhenai would make such a drastic move. His handsome face was dark and dark, and he couldn't help but feel angry at his carelessness.
"Go back to the villa immediately."
Leng Haoxuan held the unconscious Xia Zhenai tightly with one hand, and covered the wound on her forehead with the other hand. There was blood oozing between the fingers.
Seeing this scene, Qi Huan immediately started the car and drove quickly to the villa.
Leng Haoxuan took off his coat to cover her, placed her on his lap, and held her tightly.
Xia Zhenai frowned all the time, as if she was feeling uncomfortable, and unconsciously said with a slurred pale lips: "Haoxuan, don't leave..."
"Zhen Ai, it's me..." Leng Haoxuan whispered in her ear: "I'm here..."
"..."
"I won't leave..."
"..."
"Zhen Ai, open your eyes and look at me." Leng Haoxuan covered her forehead, kissed her cheek deeply, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't sleep..."
Xia Zhenai kept her eyes closed. She wanted to open them, but was unable to do so. She just frowned tightly and subconsciously grasped Leng Haoxuan's clothes with all her strength with her hands.
Seeing Xia Zhenai like this, Leng Haoxuan's heart seemed to be hollowed out: "Zhenai, Xia Zhenai..."
She has never been so impulsive.
But he didn't expect that she would make such a drastic move.
Xia Zhenai, are you really willing to give up on your life?
He held her cold little hand and felt the urge to strangle himself to death.
There was still some distance to the villa, and Leng Haoxuan was already impatient with waiting. He coldly urged Qi Huan in a low voice: "Speed up the whole journey!"
Xia Zhenai, who was in a coma, vaguely heard Leng Haoxuan's voice, and tightened her grip on his clothes. The images of Leng Haoxuan's ruthless turns every time lingered in her head.
"Haoxuan... don't leave... I know it's you..."
"Zhen Ai, I'm here..." Leng Haoxuan stared at her closely, wishing to bear it for her, and kissed her forehead soothingly: "Fool, I have always been by your side and never left you..."
Xia Zhenai seemed to finally feel at ease, nestling in his arms and slowly falling asleep.
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villa.
There was a heavy snowstorm outside the window.
After some hemostatic examination.
The doctor rolled Xia Zhenai's eyelids, then took off the mask, looked at the figure standing in front of the window, and reported in a neither humble nor overbearing tone: "The wound on Mrs. Leng's forehead is a bit serious. She needed six stitches and she lost too much blood.
It caused a temporary coma, but fortunately, it did not cause a concussion."
Leng Haoxuan frowned slightly, a layer of heartache appeared in his watery eyes, and his voice was cold: "Have you checked clearly?"
The doctor immediately responded: "Fortunately, this accident did not cause a concussion. However, except for a little anemia, there is no serious health problem!"
Leng Haoxuan's pale handsome face suddenly became as cold as ice. He coughed twice and growled: "Anemia is not a serious problem?!"