Chapter 315： If he dies, dont you ever want to speak again? (1/2)

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”So Mosi ...”

Moxie looked down at her shocked and startled eyes, and couldn't help but closed her eyes because of the pain, drew gently, and spit out the words, ”It's all right.”

He put his hand around her waist and hugged her to protect her in the arms when the knife stabbed her.

The knife was inserted into his lower back.

Pain and blood loss cause a rapid loss of strength.

He lowered his head and held her, as if holding her.

I've known each other for a long time, but I have never thought of earnestly embracing.

”So Moses!”

The first sound was just murmur, then the second sound was screaming.

He still closed his eyes slowly, and fell down on her with strength.

…………

Hospital, always pale and strong disinfectant smell.

Chi Huan sat on the bench and lowered his head.

She hadn't changed any clothes stained with blood.

The blood on the hand had frozen cold, and the fingertips shuddered.

Mo Shiqian arrived sooner than Mrs. Mo.

All he saw was Chi Huan sitting in a daze on a bench, and the well-maintained long hair was also messy and messy, and drooped as she bent down, almost falling to the floor.

Tongmu shrank heavily, long legs don't want to step forward.

Mo Shiqian stopped in front of her, and just when she leaned down to talk, she raised her head first.

”I'm fine.”

She seemed to have expected him, and the look on her face did not change in any way, and she repeated it again, ”Mo Shiqian, I'm fine.”

What happened was naturally clear on his way.

The man still bent down, and embraced her thin body into his arms.

Keep your arms tighter and tighter, not tighter.

Rao is that Chi Huan feels that his whole body nerves have become dull, and still feels that his bones are hurt by him.

She opened her mouth and wanted to talk, but in the end she said nothing.

Just hold for a while.

Even if it hurts.

Maybe the chance to embrace is running out.

Chi Huan sniffed the breath on his body, and the nerves that were about to break were so weak that he was so weak, and then tears burst out from his eyes.

Although she was almost silent, although this posture made them unable to see what the other person looked like.

But Mo Shiqian knew that she was crying.

But he didn't know why she was crying.

For the sake of Moses?

Xiao Yu had already told him that Mosi had blocked her for her, and she was not hurt.

He couldn't even ask her at this time why he was with Mosi.

Mo Shiqian raised her hand and stroked her hair. All her eyes were dark and harsh, but her voice was gentle. ”I'll take you to change clothes and come back later.”

”no need.”

She raised her hand, resting her palm against his chest, preventing him from holding her. ”I'll wait for him to wake up.”

The man's larynx rolled up and down, but finally he endured, turning his head to An Ke, not far away, ”Go get her clothes.”

”Okay, I'll go right away.”

An Ke turned quickly.

Mo Shiqian squatted down in front of her, and pulled out the wet wipes from the bag on her side.

Ripped open, took her hand, wiped her fingers one by one.

The red light in the emergency room was still on.