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893. Chapter 892 Never really hurt him

"Don't worry," Luo Xiao pulled her away with force, "Don't follow me, get out!"

"Xiao!" Fu Qingshuang held him tightly. She was really desperate at this moment. She did everything for this man, and even gave him the family business. "Is Tong Ran really that important? Why can't you see others except her?"

Luo Xiao sneered, and he turned around and looked at Fu Qingshuang, "Do you think you can compete with her?"

Fu Qingshuang grabbed his wrist and said, "Why can't I?"

Luo Xiao glanced at her condescendingly, "When you threatened me, did you think about why?"

"I love you..." Fu Qingshuang shook her head. She really couldn't erase her threat for the rest of her life. She bit her lower lip, "Since I love you so much, you can't accept it, why do you think you love Tong Ran like that, and she can accept it?"

"I said you can't compete with her!" Luo Xiao frowned, stretched out his hand and waved her away, "Because she is mine, and I am not yours."

Fu Qingshuang was pushed by him and staggered, and she fell on the guardrail at the hospital door. She grabbed the railing and stood up. Looking at the man's firm back, she felt extremely heartbroken.

Yes, she threatened him, but she had never really hurt him. She couldn't bear to let him go. Fu Qingshuang wrapped her shoulders and couldn't stand up in pain. If she could really make up her mind to hurt him, how could Luo Xiao and Tong Ran have a chance?

After all, she loved him so much that she still couldn't bear to hurt him...

Outdoor emergency room.

When Luo Xiao rushed in, the man was sitting on a chair outside. There were a lot of people in the hospital at this time, but he was full of resentment and was so shocked that no one dared to approach him.

The sound of footsteps came not far away.

Mo Nanjue raised his eyes and glanced at him. Under the haze, Luo Xiao felt like he was stepping on hell every step he took.

Mo Nanjue's thin lips were tightly pursed, and he was really not in the mood to hit him at this time. The large pool of blood on the hem of Tongran's skirt almost pierced into his chest. The man held his hands together and supported him on the tip of his nose. An inexplicable sense of panic swept across his body.

He thought that his feelings for Tong Ran were getting deeper and deeper. Chen An couldn't stop it. Not only did he not stop it, but he even spread more violently. Before, he could rush up to give Luo Xiao a few punches, but now, he didn't know that Tong Ran was fine, even a few breaths felt like it took him a long time.

Luo Xiao did not speak either. He did not approach Mo Nanjue, but sat down on a chair not far from him.

He reached out to support his forehead, his body and mind were even more tired. When Tong Ran was taken out by Mo Nanjue, he looked back at him at the last glance. The empty despair in his eyes made his heart tremble.

Why doesn't he feel pain?

Tong Ran was in pain, he felt more painful than her... but he was used to the pain, and he told himself that if he didn't make up his mind to do so, he would face loss.

Suddenly, the door of the emergency room was pushed open.

The middle-aged female doctor walked out with a notebook. Before she could speak, Mo Nanjue got up and rushed over. The man clenched his fists tightly. He didn't even expect that he would tremble with fear, "How is she?"

Luo Xiao also got up and walked over after hearing this.

"You two are patients' families?"

"I am."

"I am."

The two spoke at the same time, and Luo Xiao reiterated, "I am her family."
Chapter completed!
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