920. She Can Trade Everything She Has!
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.[
And 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 large 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, and his eyes fell on the scratches on her knees, which should have been the skin she had broken when she slipped in the corridor.[
Su Shijie asked the servant to get the medicine, applied the medicine to Chanel himself, and put the tape on it.
Chapter completed!