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Xia Fuhua gave a far-fetched smile, continued to press the quilt for An Qi, and said, "It's okay, I will take care of myself, you should rest well, don't think about it, you know?"

An Qi nodded, didn't speak any more, and then slowly closed her eyes. Xia Fuhua sat down beside the bed, reached out and brushed An Qi's forehead lightly, brushing the hair on her forehead to her ear back.

The mobile phone rang suddenly, it was a notification of a text message, Xia Fanhua took the mobile phone while paying attention to An Qi, then opened it, it was a message, Xia Fanhua clicked in and took a look,

A faint smile on your face, An Qi, everything will be fine when you wake up, I will take you home, An Qi, you must be fine.

I...are...dividing...dividing...lines

That night, Xia Fuhua took An Qi, who had been sleeping all the time, on a private plane. Xia Fuhua didn't know when An Qi would wake up, or when she would get sick, so even on the plane, but Xia Fuhua didn't dare to relax for a moment, and kept holding An Qi tightly.

The moment the plane landed, it was also late at night, and Xia Fanhua got off the plane with An Qi in his arms. For the first time, he saw Gu Chenfeng. To be honest, this was the first time Gu Chenfeng picked up the plane because of Xia Fanhua's incident.

Seeing Xia Fuhua walking out with An Qi in his arms, Gu Chenfeng went up to meet him, but he kept his brows tightly locked. He already knew about An Qi.

Gu Chenfeng was in Xia Fanhua's face, Xia Fanhua was forced to stop, and looked up at Gu Chenfeng in front of him. It had been a long, long time, and Gu Chenfeng had never treated him with such an attitude.

Xia Fuhua felt ashamed in her heart, silently lowered her head, and endured Gu Chenfeng's unconcealable anger, "How did you take care of An Qi!"

Xia Fuhua lowered his head. Now, the only thing he can say is sorry, but what's the use of his sorry?

He bowed his head and remained silent until Gu Chenfeng stood away from Xia Fuhua, motioning for Xia Fuhua to carry An Qi in.

Here, it's one of their secrets, a secret that only a few of them know. Xia Fuhua first brought An Qi to the room and put her on the bed. Even after so long, An Qi still didn't want to wake up. Meaning, lying on the bed, breathing steadily.

Finally, Xia Fanhua and Gu Chenfeng retreated from the room, and a group of people were already waiting for them outside.

Sitting down on the sofa, Gu Chenfeng frowned tightly, and asked seriously: "How is the situation now?"

It goes without saying that all the people here are here because of An Qi, so they are discussing about An Qi.

A young looking doctor came in front of them. Facing Gu Chenfeng with a frightening expression, he said coldly, "There are three kinds of drugs, all of which are of high purity. , the type is also very common, obviously, the other party just wants to let Miss An suffer the pain caused by drug rehabilitation."

Xia Fuhua looked up at the doctor, "Watson, An Qi can't bear it, it hurts, she can't bear it."

To be honest, when facing them, Xia Fanhua no longer had that hatred. Instead, he was more worried about An Qi. What he was even more afraid of was that he himself would collapse one step faster than An Qi.