"Well... okay..." Although Chu Mohan responded, his voice became lower and lower.
"Chu Mohan, you really don't want to sleep!" Xiang Lan held his hand and said urgently.
"Lan... I'm sorry, just let me rest for a while..." Before he could finish speaking, Chu Mohan completely passed out.
"Chu Mohan!" Xiang Lan was completely frightened by Chu Mohan. At the same time, several cars stopped at the entrance of the warehouse.
"Sister Lan, Brother Mo Han!" Leng Jueying got out of the car first, followed by Leng Jueche, Bai Weiwei, and even Mu Zili who had returned from abroad.
"Ying, Che, you are finally here! Mo Han has been injured by a gunshot and has passed out. Please save him quickly!" Xiang Lan said anxiously, with a trace of reassurance flashing in his eyes.
As soon as she finished speaking, she completely fainted.
"Sister Lan, what happened to her?" Bai Weiwei looked worried, "Is she also injured?"
"There were no wounds on her body. She must have been too nervous and couldn't bear it and fainted." Leng Jueche explained, making Bai Weiwei feel at ease.
"That's right, the more troublesome one now is Mo Han." Mu Zili's voice was low, and she glanced at Chu Mohan lightly, knowing how seriously he was injured!
"Send to the hospital immediately and ask Gong Nanyu to come from the headquarters." Mu Zili ordered, and then several people quickly got in the car and went straight to the hospital.
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When Xiang Lan woke up from a coma, she found that she was already in the hospital, surrounded by the pungent smell of disinfectant.
"Sister Lan, you finally woke up!" Bai Weiwei looked at her in surprise, and then rang the nurse's bell again, asking them to come and check Xiang Lan.
"Weiwei, where is Chu Mohan! Is he okay?" Xiang Lan immediately thought of the previous situation after waking up, and the only thing he worried about was that person.
"..." Bai Weiwei hesitated a little, with a look of distress on her face.
"Weiwei, what's wrong? Is he..." Xiang Lan was too frightened to continue speaking, for fear that the word would come true.
"No, no, he's still alive, don't worry." Bai Weiwei explained hurriedly.
"What about him? No, I have to go see him!" Xiang Lan struggled to get up, because the drugs had been in the blood for too long that day, and they were the heaviest and extremely harmful to the body, so she still has some
Feeling weak.
"Sister Lan, no, you must have a good rest now. Brother Mohan will be fine with Zili and the others watching over him," Bai Weiwei dissuaded.
"No, I must go. I have to see that he is okay to feel at ease, otherwise I will not feel relieved. If you don't let me go, I will go secretly in the middle of the night!"
Seeing Xiang Lan's firm eyes, Bai Weiwei had no choice but to compromise and had to help her walk to Chu Mohan's ward.
Pushing open the ward, Leng Jueying, Leng Jueche, and Mu Zili were all in the ward. In addition, there was a strange and handsome man with a gold frame on his face, looking very elegant.
However, the first thing Xiang Lan saw was not them, but the lifeless Chu Mohan lying quietly on the bed.
"What happened to him...? I want to hear the truth." Xiang Lan looked at them seriously and said seriously with a cold face.
Seeing how many people were in trouble, the strange man came out and said, "Let me tell you. Chu Mohan was shot six times in total, five in the back and one in the chest. The five shots in the back were not serious, just blood loss.
Too many, and the shot in the chest was the most serious. It almost hit the heart, only one centimeter away. Fortunately, the operation was successful, but because the shot took too long and the injury was too serious, when will I wake up?
