Xia Zhenai raised her head suddenly, and faced a handsome face with deep features. She was stunned, but her tears couldn't stop falling.
How could it be him?!
Shenying frowned and stared at her condescendingly: "It won't help if you cry your eyes out now."
Xia Zhenai slowly lowered her eyes, unable to say anything.
Just sobbing blindly.
"I don't know what to do..." Xia Zhenai murmured, her eyes seemed to be spinning, and Mo Ziling's cruel words kept lingering in her ears.
She knew clearly that there was really no hope now.
She knew clearly that Leng Haoxuan had already made plans to leave.
And the words he said to her, the way he looked at her, the things he did for her, all of these, she felt as if he was explaining the aftermath.
But she was still powerless.
Her heart could hardly bear it anymore.
During this period of time, she never wanted to say these words in front of him, let alone cry before him, just because she didn't want to make him worry, let alone affect his emotions.
Shenying's eyes were deep and he said sternly: "Get up, you are so cowardly, why should you be my sister?"
Xia Zhenai never heard anything. She just sat blankly on the cold ground, like a puppet whose soul had been removed, her eyes blank.
Shenying leaned over slightly, stretched out his hand, grabbed her arm and pulled her up, stared at her closely, and said in a low voice: "If you want to cure him, you must be strong!"
"He will be fine!" Xia Zhenai's eyes were blank, and she suddenly thought of something. She clutched his arm, looking for the last glimmer of hope: "Help him, help him..."
Shenying narrowed his phoenix eyes and said nothing, just stared at her deeply.
"I beg you..." Xia Zhenai's eyes were filled with tears and her voice was low: "Brother..."
The condor's expression flashed...
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In fact, Xia Zhenai didn't even think about asking about her discharge from the hospital, but she just wanted to go out and vent her feelings, and didn't want Leng Haoxuan to see her like this.
When she returned to the ward, she saw a nurse hurriedly entering the ward.
Xia Zhenai's heart suddenly rose, and an inexplicable uneasiness lingered in her heart. She immediately ran to the ward, her steps trembling and she almost couldn't stand still.
The moment she walked into the ward, she saw Leng Haoxuan lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, covering his lower abdomen, and his eyebrows wrinkled in pain.
The nurse stood aside and gave him the injection.
Leng Haoxuan was in so much pain every time he got sick that he could only rely on analgesics to relieve the pain.
Moreover, his attacks became more and more frequent.
This means that his disease continues to worsen.
Xia Zhenai's heart tightened suddenly and she bit her lip. She stood at the door of the ward but did not dare to walk in. She knew that Leng Haoxuan would not want her to see him in such pain.
It wasn't until the nurse finished the injection that Xia Zhenai tried to stabilize her mood and then walked into the ward pretending not to know.
Seeing Xia Zhenai, Leng Haoxuan's frowned eyebrows suddenly relaxed, and he tried his best to pretend that nothing was wrong: "Where have you been, and why did it take you so long to come back?"
When Mo Ziling saw this scene, she wisely called the nurse and left the ward.
Xia Zhenai suppressed the sourness boiling in her heart, but couldn't help but ask: "Haoxuan, are you in pain?"
Leng Haoxuan stared at her solemnly: "Have you cried?"
"No, I didn't cry!"
"Zhen Ai..." Leng Haoxuan moved his lips slightly and wanted to say something, but in the end he only said two words: "Fool!"