Young Emperor Nangong did not answer the phone this time and walked directly to the bathroom door: "Say."
"Why did you ask Rhodes to help me..." Xia Qianchen said in a deep voice, "Get the paper."
"What, do you need me to personally serve you?"
Xia Qianchen heard the sarcasm and felt very uncomfortable and said: "I just don't think it's convenient for him to go. If I had known better, I wouldn't have to wait here for an hour..."
There was a moment of silence outside, and when the voice rang out again, it became even more furious:
"What do you think is the most convenient thing to do? Is it convenient to have a stomachache at this critical moment?"
"I..." The stomachache was beyond her control.
"Is it convenient to sit in the toilet for an hour?"
"..."
"It's just a waste of my time."
It turned out that he and Rhodes had been waiting outside, waiting for her to finish using the bathroom so that they could continue their journey.
But Xia Qianchen had a stomachache, and it was hard for them to rush her and make her anxious. This was why it took a long time.
Nangong Young Emperor's face was cold and he felt that Xia Qianchen was unreasonable.
But Xia Qianchen was even more wronged. She thought that Young Emperor Nangong had promised her to ask Xiaoxiu about her life experience first, so she wouldn't have to rush to escape.
Why did Young Emperor Nangong never tell her his decision every time he had a plan?
She is not a doll, she also has thoughts, and she can do whatever he wants!
"I know you've been in a bad mood these past few days, and I also know I said something wrong. If what happened to Leng Tianchen that night made you unhappy, I apologize!"
She clearly wanted to apologize to him properly, but when her voice came out, she became sharp and forceful.
And at this moment, she was in the bathroom and he was outside the door.
The response he got was his sarcastic voice: "I don't feel the slightest apology from you."
At this time, the door outside opened, and Rhodes brought the paper.
Xia Qianchen was in a really bad mood at this time.
Her stomach was still uncomfortable, her buttocks and legs were numb after sitting for too long, and she didn't have the strength to walk at all. She was also afraid of the embarrassing situation that would happen when she got on the plane.
When she opened the door, she said: "I still insist on my idea and I won't leave."
Young Emperor Nangong has already picked up his coat.
Rhodes urged: "Miss Xia, let's go."
Xia Qianchen stood there: "I said I won't leave. If you want to leave, you can go. I'm not a medicine man, so you don't have to be afraid of being chased by others! Didn't you say you won't let me care about you, so you don't care about me either?"
Obviously what I want to say in my heart is not like this, but it is expressed in one breath...
As soon as she said it, she felt a trace of regret in her heart.
But Nangong Young Emperor's next reaction chilled her heart.
He turned his face and stared at him deeply with cold eyes.
This was the first time since last night that he had looked at her, and the look in his eyes made her heartache.
The next second, the door opened violently and slammed shut again.
Rhodes stood there, looked at Xia Qianchen and said, "Miss Xia, let's go. Young Master Di is waiting for you on the plane."
Xia Qianchen stood there sadly. She didn't have much time with Young Emperor Nangong, so she ended up wasting her time on being angry. Shouldn't she?
Just then there was a movement outside the door, and the door opened.
Xia Qianchen looked up happily and saw that the person coming was not Young Emperor Nangong, but a group of black-clad bodyguards.
Before Rhodes even had time to pull out his pistol, the pistol was already pressed against his head.
Xia Qianchen didn't know what happened next...
The next second, she suddenly felt weak and fainted.
Originally, Young Emperor Nangong imagined that the capture of No. 0328 would last for a while, and he would use this time to take Xia Qianchen out of the country to escape. In order not to attract attention, he did not take many bodyguards with him.
If it weren't for Xia Qianchen's "emergency" and the plane didn't land, it would have left China by now.
I didn't expect that the other party would be so powerful that Xia Qianchen would find out that No. 0328 was fake so quickly;
I didn't expect that Xia Qianchen would be recognized so quickly even in disguise...
What was even more unexpected was that it would take more than an hour for the other party to find them.
All the unexpected results led to the final result.
Xia Qianchen's body was heavy and her head was heavy. She felt vague pain. When she woke up midway, she saw herself being pushed onto the operating table.
The dazzling white light shone into her eyes, which were filled with white spots.
Doctors wearing white masks surrounded the operating table, holding bright scalpels in their hands.
Is this a nightmare again? I want to dream about my heart being ripped out.
Even if it was a nightmare, Xia Qianchen struggled fiercely: "Don't... my heart... don't..."
"Anesthetic!" the doctor said soothingly, "It won't hurt, Miss. You just need to take a nap and everything will be fine when you wake up."
"Don't take my heart! I will die without it!"
"Don't worry, we are just performing a heart transplant surgery on you..."
Heart transplant surgery?
"We, sir, need your heart, and we will not hurt you."
Another doctor had already grabbed Xia Qianchen's hand, and the anesthesia syringe was magnified in front of her eyes.
Xia Qianchen struggled harder, her body was tightly held by several doctors. She couldn't escape, and she felt the cold liquid being injected into her skin...
The blood was eroded by that cold feeling, and gradually her nerves and will were.
This must be a nightmare...
When Xia Qianchen woke up, she was lying on a white hospital bed.
Two doctors were playing with her body and shining a small flashlight on her eyelids: "She's awake."
Xia Qianchen waved her hand and pushed hard: "Go away, don't take away my heart!"
She pressed her chest and sat up in panic, but as soon as she moved her arms, she felt severe pain in her chest. When she pressed her hand on her heart, the pain was obviously even greater and almost made her faint again.
"Don't put pressure on the wound!" the nurse reminded.
Wound?
Xia Qianchen lowered his head and saw himself wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, sitting on the hospital bed.
She looked around again. It was not the operating table, but the ward.
Her face was pale, perhaps because the effects of the anesthetic had not completely worn off, and her mind was a little heavy.
She pinched her arm hard, it hurt, pinched her face, it hurt, and the pain coming from her chest was even more clear.
"You took my heart away?" This is not a dream.
"We just performed a heart transplant operation on you..." the nurse replied, "You have just undergone the operation. We don't know if there will be rejection. You should not have too strong mood swings."
Xia Qianchen's head was buzzing, and she never believed that her heart was gone after just taking a nap.