Chapter 540 I won't let you die

  Internal injury?

   "Where is the internal injury?" Sheng Shimo asked again.

  Wen Churan first screamed several times, then stretched out his hand to cover his head, and then to his chest, then covered his stomach and thighs "Dizziness, weakness, pain everywhere..."

  She secretly pinched the meat on her inner thigh, and her tears soared with pain, her acting became more realistic.

  At this time, the driver sitting in front acted as a ‘God Assist’.

   "Miss Wen must have suffered a crit attack, she seems to be seriously injured!"

  Wen Churan cried and fiddled with his head.

Heavy! She was badly hurt!

   Hearing what the driver said, Mo suddenly became anxious and angry at the height, clenched his fists, and muttered intolerably.

  Although the voice was too low to be audible, Wen Churan still heard it clearly.

  He is scolding Yaheng.

  The driver is driving fast and heading to the hospital.

  But if she really got to the hospital, wouldn't she show her stuff?

  Considering this, Wen Churan hurriedly grabbed Sheng Shimo’s sleeves, and his explosive acting skills went online again.

   "Ah! I can't do it anymore!" She raised her head and screamed in pain, which was even more exaggerated than a pregnant woman giving birth. "I...I may not be able to make it to the hospital...I will die..."

  Mo was anxious in her prime, but didn't know where she was hurt. He could only hold her tightly, and kept touching her head and cheeks with his hands.

   "Don't be afraid, I am here... If you insist, I won't let you die."

  After amnesia, this is the first time he has spoken to her in such a gentle tone.

  Gentleness is like the March spring breeze blowing on the lake, causing layers of ripples.

  Wen Churan's heart floated in the comfort of the man, and the whole person seemed to be in the soft cloud.

  Perfect acting skills almost revealed flaws!

  At this time, the ‘God’s Assist’ driver went online again. "His Royal Highness, I think Miss Wen may really not be able to make it to the hospital. It is better to go back to the Presidential Palace and ask a private doctor to treat Miss Wen. This is safer.

  Wen Churan wished to bounce up now and stuff a few large bills into the driver.

  Oh, let me go, big brother!

  This operation is almost 6 turns!

  Wen Churan weakly lit his head, and squeezed a sentence from his throat with difficulty, "I think... the driver's words... are reasonable..."

   In his prime, Mo frowned and breathed heavily, seeming to be caught in a dilemma.

  After a while, he ordered the driver to "return to the presidential palace!"

On the way    was driving, Sheng Shimo always hugged Wen Churan in his arms, holding her waist with one hand, and pressing the back of her head with the other. He tensed his body and did not dare to move, lest he might hurt her.

  Even if the car bumps slightly, he will hurriedly check her condition.

  Maybe he is really nervous, even the frequency of breathing is chaotic,

  Wen Churan was so comfortable that she almost fell asleep, but as soon as she lost her voice, the man’s anxious call would ring in her ears.

  He could only breathe a sigh of relief when she saw that she opened her eyes and was still awake.

  Finally, he simply stared at her, his gaze was like a torch, and he dared not look away for a minute.

  The thin lips lightly opened, gently comforting her.

   Repeatedly, but there is always only one sentence, "Don't be afraid, I am here, I will not let you have an accident, and I will never let you have an accident again."

  But it sounds more beautiful than any love sentence in the world.

   is like a shot of a heart-strength shot, which makes Wen Churan feel extremely stable.

  As if the sky was falling, she would not be afraid anymore.

  It’s a long-lost feeling.

  Everything seems to have gone back a long time ago, when the prime minister had not lost his memory.

  He will always protect her under any circumstances.

  (End of this chapter)