The 99th Divorce

Chapter 229: Lu Yihan, don't die ... [plus more for the host]

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She ... kills ...

And killing her best friend.

How to do how to do……

Su Qianci's eyes became blurred, and he opened his mouth wide and tried to breathe, but his throat was choked horribly.

I do n’t know where the strength comes from. I lifted Lu Yihan hard and let him lean on his shoulder. He felt his pain. Su Qianci's heart was horribly empty. Tears kept flowing and blurred his vision: Take you to the hospital, hold on ... "

The voice choked, Su Qianci almost couldn't hold back, crying loudly.

Nothing can happen, nothing can happen!

However, before reaching the alley, Lu Yihan couldn't hold it anymore and fell down crookedly.

Su Qianci was slanted by his weight, and the whole person fell uncontrollably, almost overwhelming him.

With an exclamation, Su Qianci finally couldn't hold himself, and cried out, "Lu Yihan, don't die, you can't die ..."

Lu Yihan clutched his side abdomen, a little helpless: "Fool, it's not the heart, it won't die, but it really hurts, lying down ..."

When he heard that he was still joking, Su Qianci let out a little sigh of relief, and wiped away his tears, and stood up, "I'll call someone, hold on, don't die, don't die!"

Su Qianci ran away quickly, and Lu Yihan's consciousness gradually blurred. Inadvertently, he seemed to see a figure, standing by the window not far away, watching this side, his eyes were piercing cold.

After arriving at the hospital, it was already more than ten minutes.

After some rescue, Lu Yihan was out of danger.

Fortunately, although the glass penetrated three centimeters, it just avoided the intestines and did not cause irreversible consequences.

Hearing the news, Su Qianci pressed the stone on his heart and finally put it down.

The phone rang, it was Li Sicheng.

"Not yet home?" Li Sicheng's first sentence.

Su Qianci looked at the time. It was already more than nine o'clock in the evening. Rongma had just made three phone calls. She only said something and asked her to get off work. I never thought the news would reach Li Sicheng. .

Su Qianci made a hum, heard his voice, and was calm and horrified.

"Go back early, Mom Rong is worried about you."

He was also worried.

Su Qianci pursed his lips and felt a little wronged. He wanted to speak to him in a thousand words, but he was in the United States ...

"When will you come back?"

Hearing the grievances in Su Qianci's voice, Li Sicheng pulled his lips slightly, suppressed his mood for a few days, and got a little better.

A low whispered, Li Sicheng's voice was calm: "Tomorrow."

"Are you still in New York?"

"Well, the teacher is gone. I am his disciple. I should help him with the funeral."

Mr Starr's funeral today.

It was her meeting tomorrow.

The fastest time from New York to Cannes is 12 hours.

Thinking of the possibility that he would not be able to rush back, Li Sicheng felt a little guilty in his heart, adding: "Have a good rest, I will try my best to arrive tomorrow night."

"Oh ..." Su Qianci was a little disappointed. "Then I'll wait for you to come back."

"Dimon ..." Someone on the phone called Li Cheng's English name.

"Well." Li Si agreed, "Go back early and wait for me to come back."

"Ok!"

"When I go back, let's ... make a wedding, how about it?"

"Make up for a wedding?" Su Qianci said for a moment. When he thought of marrying him, he simply had a meal with two people, which was a bit shabby.

I just didn't expect that Li Sicheng first mentioned this!

Ecstatic, but pretending to be: "Is this necessary?"

"Yes, I want to let everyone know that you are Li Sicheng's wife."

Su Qianci's mood suddenly flew up, "Well, good!"

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