Chapter 388: Let's get a divorce (20)

"President Shi..." Xiao Zhao couldn't help but hesitated and said, "You... won't you go to the hospital to see Mrs. Young?"
Shi Che opened his eyes slowly, his eyes were deep and gloomy, and he couldn't see the slightest emotion. Xiao Zhao's words, he just stood up and walked away.
Xiao Zhao was wondering what he was going to do, so he walked directly to the wine cabinet, took a bottle of wine at random, opened the lid, and poured it into his mouth.
Xiao Zhao was taken aback, this...I drank so much last night, and now it is estimated that he hasn't fully drunk the wine, why did he drink it again?
He hurried forward in twos or twos without any care. He grabbed the wine bottle with one hand, with a worried expression on his face, "Shi, you can't drink anymore."
He suffered from a headache after drinking. I saw that his face was already very bad just now. Now he is going to continue drinking. Is this mortal?
Shi Che's black eyes glanced at Xiao Zhao coldly, his voice was extremely hoarse, but still had a great deterrent, "Let go!"
Xiao Zhao's back stiffened involuntarily, but he bit his head and wanted to persuade him to say: "Shi always..."
"I said, let go!"
Shi Che's voice became deeper and deeper, and every word was utterly cold, and Xiao Zhao's hand was suddenly loosened. He didn't dare to say anything anymore, and could only withdraw silently.
After exiting the room, Xiao Zhao was not at ease after all. He wandered at the door for a while. He picked up his mobile phone and called Shen Qian.
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Sister Hua rushed to the hospital hurriedly, asked Ling Chuxia's ward number at the consultation desk, and rushed to the ward again.
When she opened the door and saw Ling Chuxia, Sister Hua only felt that her whole heart was about to be raised.
This, how badly this young lady was hurt, how pale her face was like this.
She hurriedly stepped forward, looking at Ling Chuxia, her eyes were filled with distress and worry, and she couldn't help but trembled in her voice, "Madam, how are you...how are you? Where are you hurt?"
However, Ling Chuxia only opened his eyes blankly and stared at the ceiling blankly, without a trace of light in his eyes, and a dead silence.
Sister Hua called her for a long time, but she didn't respond. She was so scared that Sister Hua turned around and had to go out to find a doctor. As soon as she turned around, Ling Chuxia said, "Sister Hua, I'm fine."
Her voice was very weak, very low and soft, but there was an unusual calmness.
Sister Hua turned around, the worry in her eyes disappeared, and she said nervously: "Madam, are you really okay? Your face is particularly ugly."
"I'm fine."
Ling Chuxia spoke, earnestly speaking word by word, as if he had never been more serious.
She is fine, she is really fine.
During this period of time, Shi Che's kindness to her and her gentleness almost blinded her heart and blinded her eyes. She fell helplessly into his tenderness, stupidly thinking that he might, I like her. She may also like him.
But two text messages completely awakened her from her dream and taught her a bitter lesson.
Shi Che never liked her from beginning to end, and he hated her from beginning to end.
Her children are gone, her dreams are broken, and she is awake enough, how can she have trouble?
Huasao didn't know what was going on, so she felt a little bit different in her heart. She always felt that Ling Chuxia was different, but she couldn't tell what was different.
"Sister Hua, my phone broke, can you borrow your phone to give me a call?" Ling Chuxia spoke slowly again.