"Ian, it's okay. As long as your legs can still walk, these scars can be cured if you have money in the future."

He Xiuzi comforted her carefully, but Mu Xicheng turned around with a cannibalistic look...

He Xiuzi subconsciously touched her neck, recalling that last night her neck was strangled and she was hit against the wall.

If Mu Xicheng hadn't been seriously ill, his strength would have definitely strangled her to death.

At that moment, she clearly saw the murderous intent in his eyes.

After following Mu Xicheng for so many years, she never thought that one day Mu Xicheng would want to kill her.

This murderous intention - He Xiuzi also appeared on his face the day he was kicked out while pregnant with his child.

Absolutely intense.

【ian, if I die...it doesn't matter...】

[But once I die, do you think Shanel...she can escape? 】

Chanel, this woman is like a spell cast by Mu Xicheng. As soon as she reads her name, Mu Xicheng wakes up and loosens his grip as if the spell has been resolved.

…

One week later.

On the hospital bed, the man was leaning on a big fluffy pillow, with a few buttons of his shirt loosely unbuttoned.

The doctor who was removing the stitches from the wound near his heart carefully used cotton balls dipped in liquid to disinfect them...

"Mr. Su, the suture removal process is a bit painful, please bear with it."

Su Shijie's face was flat and expressionless.

He has had several bypass surgeries and he has never said a word.

The little nurse holding the tray on the side stared at Su Shijie's strong chest, strong and deep facial features, and cold expression, and her face turned red involuntarily.

"Okay, it's been dismantled." He put the tools on the tray and glanced at Su Shijie's expressionless face. He was like a plaster man, motionless from beginning to end.

"Get discharged." Finally, the handsome plaster man spoke.

Su Shijie buttoned the button with one hand and wanted to go back to Su's house. He didn't want to stay in this cold and suffocating place.

The doctor gave some advice and said it would be best to recuperate for another 2 days and take enough anti-inflammatory potions...

However, Su Shijie's face was cold and there was no room for negotiation. Aunt Li had no choice but to leave the ward with the doctor and go for discharge surgery.

Su Shijie took out his cell phone and glanced at the calendar.

A full week has passed since his surgery.

Chanel said she would come to see him, but there was no news after that... His soul seemed to have been taken away by her, and it was empty.

Before leaving the hospital, Su Shijie's cold, stern and handsome figure stood in front of the window.

Aunt Li naturally understood the young master's thoughts: "For a week, Miss Xia's phone has been unreachable. I also sent her a message, but she didn't reply."

"..."

"I also sent her a message just now, saying that you were discharged from the hospital and have returned to the winery. If Miss Xia receives the message, she will go back to the winery to see you."

Su Shijie pursed his lower lip coldly, turned away from the window and walked out of the ward.

Aunt Li then followed up: "But if Miss Xia can't receive the message..."

Su Shijie's footsteps suddenly stopped.

"I also told the nurses here to help keep an eye on it. If Miss Xia comes to see you, let me know."

Su Shijie said nothing, opened the ward door and walked out.

Aunt Li followed up and said: "Master, I'm not worried about anything else. I'm just worried that something will happen to Miss Xia?"
Chapter completed!