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The next day, the sun was shining and everything seemed to be as usual, but for Xia Qianchen, today was special.
After breakfast, she made up an excuse to go to the room to find a pack of things...
The mini oxygen cylinders and other tools that Jiani bought for her were initially hidden in the garden. Because there were servants cleaning the garden every day, Xia Qianchen moved his position.
The problem now is that since Xia Qianchen became pregnant, she has been monitored by bodyguards and is not allowed to enter the indoor swimming pool to prevent her from accidentally touching cold water...
She had no way to go in during the day, she could only wait for the night.
At night, she wasn't sure if she would sleep in the study or the master bedroom?
Xia Qianchen thought about it and hid her things in the cabinet in the study. Tonight she had to find a way to sleep in the study!
...
Long claustrophobic corridor, red high heels, slender legs, the beautiful woman lowered the black gauze hat brim, revealing only her bright red lips:
"So doctor, the kind of medicine you mentioned can kill people in heart spasms and shock after taking it for three days. No one found out the cause of her death, right?"
The doctor in the white coat said seriously: "That's right, Miss Leng. In fact, one injection can kill her, but the amount of medicine is too much, so it is easy to detect it during blood tests, so it can only delay time..."
Leng Anqi's red lips bent: "Today is exactly the third day. Her high fever gradually fades and she is about to wake up."
The doctor's face was slightly moved: "Ms. Leng, I am a doctor who saves life and heals the wounded, and I have never killed anyone."
"Then you are honored to give you this opportunity."
"In fact, if the injection is a little less, it can paralyze her body..."
"I don't believe in the mouth of a living person."
The doctor paused.
Leng Anqi said again: "If you want to reunite with your wife and children, do what I said."
The doctor's face was in pain: "I get it."
At this time, Leng Anqi's cell phone in her pocket trembled: "Miss Leng, she is awake!"
Leng Anqi's face changed and he nodded to the doctor.
Jiani woke up from the hospital bed and saw the outline of the handsome sword sculpture of the man.
When she was rescued from the villa, the wound on her leg infected her high fever and she was unconscious.
Leng Tianchen knocked off the cast on her leg and accidentally injured her leg, so he had to send it to the hospital in time.
For three days, Leng Tianchen stayed by the bed and waited for her to wake up, and never left for a while.
"How do you feel?" Leng Tianchen asked, "I have rescued you and tell me who that person is?"
Jiani looked around, the white hospital and the black bodyguard, and she was indeed rescued.
Her mouth opened, but she found that her throat was rustling and she could not make any sound.
Jiani struggled to speak...
"Get water!"
The bodyguard quickly poured the tea and Leng Tianchen personally fed her.
Jiani still couldn't even speak a word, and only her dry lips moved weakly.
She grabbed her throat in horror and tried to make a sound even harder.
What's going on? Why did she suddenly feel speechless?
"Don't worry, you may have a wound infection and a throat inflammation, and the doctor will give you an injection."
Pushing open the ward door, Leng Anqi leaned against the door and took off his black lace hat.
The doctor behind him came in quickly.
Jiani's arm was picked up, and a sharp needle was injected into it, and a cold liquid flowed into her blood.
Leng Tianchen's eyebrows were lame: "How do you feel?"
Jiani's mouth opened and felt her eyes gradually dissipate. Leng Tianchen's face was blurred in front of her, overlapping into several figures.
Leng Tianchen waved his hand: "Get paper and pen."
The bodyguard quickly took out the paper and pen.
Leng Tianchen stuffed paper and pen into her hand and said coldly: "Answer me, who is that person!"
Leng Anqi's eyes flashed and he was about to move forward: "Brother..."
"Write her name."
Jiani held the pen tremblingly, and suddenly felt extremely cold in her body. Every breath she exhaled was cold. She trembled sharply, and her heart beating wildly in her chest.
What's wrong with her? Why is she so cold and why can't she speak?
Why can't I see clearly...
A huge breath of death enveloped her, making her so scared.
Leng Tianchen shook her shoulder: "I can't wait for a minute. Tell me who she is. I will cure your illness!"
Jiani held the pen tremblingly and slowly wrote on the paper:
【summer】
【thousand】
...
With every stroke, Leng Anqi's heart was thrust.
Leng Tianchen even held his breath.
【dawn】
After writing the last word, Jiani couldn't hold the pen firmly anymore and drew long lines on the paper.
Jiani closed her eyes, her lips pale, and her heartbeat stopped.
Leng Tianchen picked up the paper and his eyes were shining.
Xia Qian said, "It's not like that, obviously, there are still strokes below that have not been completed."
[She and I are good friends. Her wallet and luggage are left at my house. I saw that there is a photo of you in her wallet.]
【If I remember correctly, she is your best friend.】
A figure of a person gradually appeared in Leng Tianchen's mind: "Xia Qianchen?"
"Xia Qianzao." Leng Anqi took the paper and looked at it, "What she didn't finish in the end was the last stroke, vertical."
"Xia Qianzao?" Leng Tianchen frowned, "Who is she?"
"I suddenly remembered that one day I met you carrying a girl for a ride. She said that her name was Xia Qianzao, and she was Xia Qianchen's sister." Leng Anqi tried to calmly say, "Maybe she is talking about?"
Leng Tianchen turned around and shook Jiani, wanting her to wake up, and finished writing the remaining words, but found that her body was particularly cold.
"What's wrong with her?"
The doctor squeezed in, flipped Jiani's eyelids, looked into her breath, and listened to her heartbeat, and said sadly: "She is dead."
Leng Tianchen's cold eyes were disbelief and grabbed the doctor's clothes: "What did you say? What's going on with her?"
"I don't know either, so we immediately called the doctor to diagnose the cause of her death..."
"Brother, you actually don't have any girl you like at all. Isn't your memory very complete? You haven't lost anything, right?" Leng Anqi smiled and hugged Leng Tianchen's arm, "We all have her details.
I don't know yet, how can you believe it casually?"
Leng Tianchen said: "My memory is incomplete."
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"No matter whether what she said is true or not, I do seem to have forgotten someone."
Chapter completed!