The naive female CEO mistook her husband again

A trace of gloom flashed across Si Xiang's clear blue eyes, and the oppressive gray covered his handsome face.

Well, he lost this time.

"You're cruel, but I'm going to make a decision on Mu Lingshang, and you can't stop this."

"Do you really love her?"

Nan Zhao looked at Mu Lingshang who was sleeping soundly, and his peach blossom eyes were tinged with reluctance and sadness.

Forgive him for making decisions without authorization, while they don't know each other well, and before she likes him that much.

Si Xiang was puzzled, "Of course."

No one loves her more than him.

"Well, she's in the hospital in the center of the city now, so you can come here."

As if he had made up his mind, Nan Zhao told Si Xiang where Mu Lingshang was.

Si Xiang hesitated for a moment, then complacently appeared in his eyes, hung up the phone, and found a car.

Although he didn't believe that his rival in love could reveal information to him, he didn't want to let go of any possibility about Mu Lingshang.

He also came to this poor place, when he called Mu Lingshang, he knew that she must not be here.

But for some reason, he always wanted to hear every word she had to say.

Even if it's all fake.

The car was driving on the road with some gaps in the windows. It was September, and the wind was already a bit cold. The fine wind that came in would see through the cracks, but Si Xiang didn't feel cold at all.

At this moment his heart is hot, and it has never been more fresh and full of vitality than it is now.

All this is because of love.

Although the wound on his hand was not bandaged, it had already scabbed, and a thick brown line was slanted, which was ugly.

He looked at the scar, and as if he suddenly thought of something, he used the nails of his other hand to dunk the freshly healed wound vigorously.

As if it wasn't my own hand, and it didn't seem to feel pain.

One after another, the wound was torn open abruptly, bloody and bloody, his nails were stained red, and blood dripped down his slender fingers onto the car.

"Is there water?"

He tilted his head and asked the driver who was driving.

The driver was driving vigorously, when he heard someone behind him talking, he said, "What did you say?"

"water."

Si Xiang's patience was running out, he never wanted to say it a second time.

No one dared to make him repeat.

"Ah, I need water. I have it, but I've drank it. Do you mind?"

The enthusiastic driver picked up the water glass beside him, held the steering wheel with one hand, and handed him the water glass.

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Si Xiang pinched the water glass with two fingers in disgust, then turned the lid of the water glass with two fingers, and cast aside the little water left in it.

Fairly clean.

"parking."

Si Xiang told the driver that although the driver didn't know what he was going to do, he stopped the car obediently. After all, the money was in the customer's mobile phone, and he could satisfy any request as long as it was not excessive.

He didn't pull any kind of customers. It's fine to stop halfway. There was a drunk woman who vomited and yelled, which attracted the traffic police and said he was a human trafficker.
Hey, life is not easy.

The driver shook his head sadly, and watched the guest secretly through the rearview mirror, in case he ran away.

Si Xiang got out of the car and stood on the side of the road, with one hand hanging down and the other hand holding the water glass just now, tilting slightly, the water poured down, all pouring on the wound that was torn open just now.

The blood and torn scars were washed away by the water, leaving only the whitish red flesh inside.

He raised his hand and put it in front of his eyes, but fortunately, it was no longer obvious.

It should not scare her.

After treating the wound, Si Xiang got into the car, handed the water glass to the driver, and signaled him to drive.

The driver was trembling while holding the water glass. He saw it all. What a ruthless person. The large wound was flushed with water and not bandaged. Doesn't it hurt?

The blood of that place was deeply imprinted in the driver's mind, and he dared not say a word to the people behind him for the rest of the journey.

"Here we are"

The car drove slowly to the entrance of the hospital. After the driver stabilized the car, he tremblingly told the people behind him that he didn't dare to mention the fare, so he just kept silent.

Si Xiang took out a black wallet, pulled out a red soft girl coin from it, and handed it over.

"keep the change."

It was the bloody hand.

The driver was crying, how dare he take it.

Si Xiang sneered, is he that scary?
He didn't have time to waste here, he let go of the fingers holding the money, saw the money floating on the driver, opened the door and got out of the car.

Almost the moment he got out of the car, the car rushed out as if fleeing for his life, leaving Si Xiang with exhaust fumes on his face.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Dust and exhaust fumes are mixed together, which is choking and unpleasant.

Si Xiang glared at the car that had disappeared before walking into the hospital.

In the lobby on the first floor, there were only a few patients holding medical records, but the windows were full of nurses on duty in nurse uniforms.

Dim lights, depressing colors and the lingering smell of disinfectant make it uncomfortable to enter.

Even if you are not sick, you will be psychologically hinted that you are sick.

Si Xiang hates this place, but likes it.

He feels that this is the critical point between life and death, the home where people and souls coexist.

Every day, a new life is born full of hope, and a life dissipates with it.

So he takes death very lightly, even if he will die in the next moment, if he can see the person he wants to see in the last second, he will die without hesitation.

As soon as he stepped into the hospital, he attracted the attention of all patients and nurses.

Exquisite hairstyle, a pair of melancholy eyes as clear as lake water, fairer skin than a woman, nearly 1.9 meters tall, and a strong and perfectly proportioned figure are perfectly set off by the well-fitting clothing.

Wherever he went, his eyes followed him, like a walking spotlight, all the time, as long as he didn't refuse, the light would shine on him, as if it was shining only for him.

A few nurses covered their faces with handbooks, secretly looking at his side face, and some even took out their mobile phones and secretly took pictures.

Si Xiang's eyes were dazzled by the flash light, and then he looked coldly at the nurse who took the sneak shot.

The eyes are like arrows, and the breath of death exudes in the coldness.

The nurse's face was pale, and she dropped her mobile phone on the table in fright. She quickly shook her head and waved her hands again.

But Si Xiang actually came towards her.

When he took a step closer, her face turned pale, and even her lips lost all color.

At that moment, what she saw clearly were blue and clear eyes, but in a trance, she saw that eyes seemed to be bleeding.

When Si Xiang was about to be close to her, she lost her spirits, rolled her eyes, and passed out like that.

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A group of nurses saw their partner fainted suddenly, and ran over quickly. At this time, the hospital was not deserted, chattering, and the voices of nurses and doctors discussing one after another.

The nurse was quickly carried into the hospital bed, and Si Xiang stood where he was, looking at the unconscious nurse with an innocent face.

He just wanted to ask something.

Sighing and shaking his head, he went to another nurse.

Fortunately, this is a courageous one, or maybe it was because she was playing Xiao Xiao Le, she didn't look up at all, so she couldn't be said to be afraid.

"Ask, where is the hospital store?"

"Go straight to the left and you will see it."

The nurse felt an inexplicable chill, but didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just the atmosphere of the hospital itself.

After the coldness disappeared, she raised her head and found the figure that had gone away.

His whole body trembled unconsciously, and he lowered his head to play with his phone again.

When he arrived at the supermarket, Si Xiang scanned the food on the shelves, and his eyes fell on the steaming buns in the microwave oven at the door.

For those who are sick, it is good for the body to eat some hot food.

Thinking so, he pointed to the bun.

"I want it all."

"what?"

The clerk looked at the dozens of steamed buns filled to the brim, and opened his mouth wide in shock.

"You, are you sure?"

The clerk obviously didn't believe it. Looking at the figure of the handsome guy in front of him, he didn't practice wrestling, so he could eat so much?

Don't advocate waste!

"determine."

Si Xiang spat out two words lightly, not wanting to look at the clerk whose pipe was wider than the Yellow River.

Isn't it that he can't afford the money?

Can't he eat that much?
If you die, you just go to the morgue, one-stop service.

The clerk reluctantly put all the buns into the bag, "Do you want more water, a box?"

"Two boxes."

The clerk almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, but he completely swallowed it.

Frustrated, I went inside to move two boxes of water.

Si Xiang walked to the door of Mu Lingshang's ward, carrying two boxes of water in one hand and a large bag of white buns in the other, under the eyes of everyone looking at him like a monkey.

He wanted to knock on the door, but found that he had no hands, so he had to put down his things, and then moved out.

dong dong dong.

Knock very lightly.

Nan Zhao heard the knock on the door, opened the door and saw that it was indeed that annoying face.

He blocked the door like a wall.

"Shh, she's sleeping."

He put his hand near his lips, motioning Si Xiang to keep his voice down.

Si Xiang nodded obediently, which was rare, and pointed to the things on the ground.

When Nan Zhao saw it, the corners of his mouth twitched. How could this be so like feeding a pig?

Forget it, it was bought with money anyway.

Nan Zhao moved the things in, and Si Xiang followed closely behind.

He saw Mu Lingshang sleeping beside the hospital bed at a glance, a small ball, with a white face exposed, the exquisite face is captivating even in deep sleep.

Seeing her, his heart sank.

It turned out that she was not sick.

Moving his gaze up Mu Lingshang, Si Xiang saw Mu Qianli who was unconscious.

Doubt flashed in his eyes.

Why is he here?

"Have you read it yet?"

Nan Zhao leaned against the wall near the door, watching Si Xiang look at Mu Lingshang affectionately with a blank face.

"What's the matter after reading it, what's the matter if you haven't finished watching it."

Si Xiang answered him, but his eyes still fell on Mu Lingshang's pink cheeks.

He walked lightly to her side, squatted down, raised his good hand, and gradually approached her fair and rosy cheek.

The cold fingertips touched a trace of warmth, and the soft touch lingered around the fingertips and spread to the tip of his heart.

Mu Lingshang's round head was subconsciously shrunk by the coldness, and her breathing was still steady.

Si Xiang's thin lips were deeply drawn up, and pink eyes were also overflowing in his cold eyes.

He also leaned his head on the quilt, imitating her appearance, and when he raised his eyes, he saw her delicate face and alluring red lips.

Nan Zhao crossed his arms and stared blankly at the two people facing each other in the same posture beside the hospital bed.

I don't know what to think.