The president has nothing left for me

Chapter 87

"Just pretend you don't know about this matter, and live with A Yuan well. After a long time, feelings will naturally form."

Gu Ruo pursed her lips and frowned. Although what her mother said made sense, she still felt that the distance between Huo Yuan and her was not one and a half stars.

Really... can develop feelings?

the other side.

Wei Huo was locked in the car for a long time, the air in the car was not circulating, and he began to lack oxygen.

He patted on the car window, trying to get the attention of the two men, but no matter how he patted, the two men didn't even look back, as if they had forgotten that he existed.

He was yelling and slamming his elbows against the glass, which was of no use to him except to consume more air.

In the villa, when the doctor took off Jiang Xin's gloves, the scab of the wound stuck to the gloves, and the layer of scars and gloves were torn off, and the blood couldn't stop gushing out.

"Why is her wound so deep?" The doctor said in shock, but when he turned his head and saw Huo Yuan's gloomy gaze, he silently shut up again and concentrated on treating Jiang Xin's wound.

The medicine was applied, the bandage was wrapped, and some medicine was prescribed to Huo Yuan.

"How is she?" Huo Yuan asked expressionlessly.

The doctor said tremblingly, "The body is relatively weak, and the water in the lungs has been discharged just now, so there should be no problem."

He hesitated for a while, and then said to Huo Yuan, "But Mr. Huo, this patient's will to survive is not very strong. If possible, encourage her a little more, otherwise she may become depressed."

Huo Yuan raised his hand, signaling him to get out of here.

The doctor grabbed his medicine box and ran out in despair.

Jiang Xin didn't sleep very peacefully, her brows were tightly furrowed on her pale face, as if she was suffering great torment in her dream.

She had a dream, dreaming of a happy family of four. On a sunny afternoon, a car rushed in through the window.

The whole house fell apart, the ground shook, and her parents' desperate cries for help pierced her heart like a sharp sword, and she couldn't breathe due to the pain.

And she was also drawn into the darkness, feeling the weightlessness, she trembled all over, and opened her eyes.

What caught her eye was the gorgeous crystal lamp and the luxurious European-style room. She was panting heavily, sweat seeping into her hair.

There was no one in the room, Jiang Xin lay quietly on the bed for a few minutes, then sat up with her weak body supported.

With heavy steps, she walked outside slowly. As soon as she went out, she vaguely heard voices coming from downstairs.

"Mr. Huo, what about the man in the car?"

"do you died?"

"Not yet, probably soon."

"Then we'll wait until we die." Huo Yuan's voice was flat, as if he was not discussing a person's life or death, but a cat or a dog on the side of the road.

Jiang Xin was slightly taken aback, and she suddenly remembered that Wei Huo was with her.

She staggered down the stairs, unsteady and fell twice.

Huo Yuan was talking to his subordinates when he saw Jiang Xin rushing down from the stairs, standing at the stairs, staring at him intently.

She didn't even notice that she was wearing Huo Yuan's shirt, the white shirt just reached her thighs, a pair of white and straight legs were exposed, the neckline was already low, and one button was missing.