Domineering CEO: Woman, please be responsible

Mu Dongyue was still hurt by Han Nianqi's pale face and weak voice.Tears welled up, and she squatted beside him, suddenly speechless.

Han Nianqi raised his hand to touch her face, trying to wipe away her tears.But when she moved a little, her body throbbed in pain, and she didn't even have the strength to wipe away her tears.

He lowered his hands weakly, comforting, "Dong Yue, don't cry, I'm still alive, which is the best luck."

His voice was very low, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, and it was very difficult to organize it into sentences.

Mu Dongyue couldn't bear it anymore, threw herself into his arms, and cried.

Han Nianqi touched her head, "It's okay, I'm still alive."

Mu Dongyue cried and said, "Han Nianqi, why did you call me? You just want me to sympathize with you, you just want me to feel sorry for you, don't you?"

Mu Dongyue cried until her voice became a little hoarse.

Han Nianqi was silent for a while, and then sighed, "Yes. I want you to love me. Because no one seems to love me except you."

No one cares about me except you.

What a heartbreaking sentence, what a heartbreaking person.Mu Dongyue's heart twitched and hurt, like a knife had cut her heart, it hurt so badly, blood flowed out tick-tock.

She raised her head, looked at Han Nianqi's pale face, leaned over, and placed a brief kiss on his lips. "Han Nianqi, you fool."

She cried and asked, "Where is the injury?"

Han Nianqi took her hand to his chest, "Here."

Mu Dongyue reached out to take off his clothes, but he held him down, "It's already bandaged, it's fine."

Mu Dongyue insisted on watching.She didn't know where she got the strength, so she just tore off Han Nianqi's shirt.

Han Nianqi was bandaged firmly from his chest to his right shoulder.Can't see the wound, not so shocking.However, just by looking at his pale face, one could tell how serious it was.

She reached out and touched gently.Afraid of hurting her, he dared to put his fingers gently on his chest, "Can you tell me how it hurt?"

Han Nianqi said, "Shot wound."

Mu Dongyue's heart ached, she covered her face, tears gushed out through her fingers.

Han Nianqi sighed, "It didn't hurt the vitals, it's really all right. Dongyue, I can still see you now, I'm really happy, don't cry, okay?" When the bullet pierced his chest, he really thought he was going to die.Before he fell into a coma, Mu Dongyue's appearance kept flashing in his mind.Her smiling face like the warm spring sun, her gentle voice, her naughty coquettishness... All her voices and smiles flooded into his mind for a moment.

When he thought he was going to die, all he could think of was Mu Dongyue.He was alone, and Mu Dongyue was the only thing he couldn't bear in this world.

When he woke up, the doctor advised him to take a good rest.But he doesn't want to.Life is so short, especially for a person like him who doesn't know if he will live to see the sun tomorrow, every minute and every second may be the last minute and every second of his life.He wanted to see Dong Yue, so he pulled out the infusion tube himself and sneaked out of the military hospital.The first thing is to call Mu Dongyue.

"Dongyue, do you know that when I called you, I was very scared. The phone rang for a long time, and you didn't answer it. I was really afraid that you would never answer it. I was really afraid, this I will never be able to contact you again."