Chapter 421: Time is running out

Everyone present did not expect this to happen, and their eyes looked at Han Shuo, who fell to the ground injured in shock.
Pei Heng was the first to react, and slowly walked over to kneel beside Chen Xiaoqian, and then comforted Chen Xiaoqian's shoulder with one hand.
Pei Heng told his subordinates: "Hurry up and call the doctor.
No, please call the great princess. "
Chen Yuanyuan's medical skills are the best in Huayuan City. In such a situation, Chen Yuanyuan can only be treated.
At this moment, in the city lord’s bedroom, City lord Xuanhu, the wife of the lord, the city lord Huayuan, and Sanqi didn’t know what was happening in the chamber. All four of them looked for the dice that they had just lost. Finally, the lord Xuanhu turn up.
City Master Xuanhu glanced at the points of the dice, then curled his lips and said: "Five games and three wins, I have thrown it eight times.
"After saying this, City Lord Xuanhu threw the dice high again.
There was a sudden fighting outside the house, and before the four of them could react, the old piece Chen Xiaoqian broke into the door with tears in his eyes.
And behind her were Zi Rui, Su Ziying, and several Huayuan guards.
The four elders looked at Chen Xiaoqian and asked suspiciously: "It's over?
"Since I can come to rescue them, it should have been a win. Since it is yes, why did Chen Xiaoqian react like this.
Chen Xiaoqian looked at the city lord Xuanhu and the wife of the city lord before him. Without hesitation, he knelt down with a "puff" and said with tears: "Sorry, something happened to Han Shuo!" As soon as the voice fell, the whole bedroom fell into silence.
With a "click", the dice that City Master Xuanhu just picked up slipped from his hand, fell to the ground and beat a few times, and disappeared again.
Half an hour later, in the side room of the mansion of the city lord of Huayuan City, everyone stood outside the screen and waited, all with worried expressions.
Han Shuo was pale, leaning weakly on the bed, surrounded by doctors around the bed, taking turns to check his pulse, and finally Chen Yuanyuan.
Chen Xiaoqian, Zi Rui, Baiji, City Lord Xuanhu, City Lord’s Wife, and City Lord Huayuan waited uncomfortably.
Chen Yuanyuan and the doctors quietly discussed, and came to comfort Chen Xiaoqian.
"The sword is slightly staggered, not in the middle of the heart."
Chen Yuanyuan said with some fatigue on his face.
Hearing this, Chen Xiaoqian breathed a sigh of relief, and said dumbly, "That's good.
Let me just say, so many things have already happened, how could it be possible to develop according to the original ending... Han Shuo will not die under the sword of Chen Chuchu! "
She didn’t let the plot go in the original direction, she did so many things, and they experienced so much, how could Han Shuo die... Chen Xiaoqian looked at the hazy figure of Han Shuo in the room through the screen, wondering if it was Sour is still fortunate.
Chen Yuanyuan looked at Chen Xiaoqian sadly, he stopped talking, and the corners of his lips moved a few times without speaking.
Looking at Chen Yuanyuan's expression, Chen Xiaoqian realized something was wrong, and asked nervously, "What's wrong?"
When she said this, Chen Xiaoqian had some bad premonitions in her heart, but she didn't want to and couldn't believe it.
Chen Yuanyuan hesitated for a long time, and finally seemed to have made up some kind of determination, and said embarrassedly: "But it hurts the internal organs, and time is running out.
""what are you talking about? "
After hearing this sentence, Chen Xiaoqian asked blankly.
She knew what every word Chen Yuanyuan said meant, but why didn't he understand it when they were connected?
What is running out of time?
! Chen Xiaoqian felt at a loss, as if everything seemed to have lost his voice.
He knew what every word in Chen Yuanyuan's sentence meant, but after being connected together, Chen Xiaoqian felt that he really couldn't understand it.
Injury to the lungs, time is running out?
How did that happen?
Obviously, before leaving for Xuanhu City, Han Shuo told her that when this incident is over, they can live their lives in peace and stability.
And Chen Xiaoqian also decided to stay here for Han Shuo and stay with him forever.
But now, all of this seems to be like a dream, making Chen Xiaoqian invisible, not even knowing where the road ahead is.
After a long while, Chen Xiaoqian grabbed Chen Yuanyuan's sleeves in shock, and said in disbelief: "Why is this happening...Did you make a mistake?
He's fine..." After speaking, Chen Xiaoqian had already begun to speak incoherently, "Yuan Yuan, look at him again, look again! "Qianqian, please calm down..." The lady of the city lord was already in tears at this time, but looking at Chen Xiaoqian's appearance, she hurriedly stepped forward to comfort her.
City Lord Xuanhu followed his wife and looked at Chen Xiaoqian without saying a word, with the same worry in his eyes.
If it was in the past, he might blame Chen Xiaoqian for tying Han Shuo, but since hearing Han Shuo talk about the various things between them that day, City Lord Xuanhu couldn't say a word of blame.
If anything happens to Han Shuo, no one is more painful than Chen Xiaoqian.
At this moment, a hoarse voice sounded in the room.
"Xiaoqian..." Chen Xiaoqian looked shocked, and walked past the screen almost without thinking.
Han Shuo slowly raised his hand with all his strength, Chen Xiaoqian hurriedly sat on the side of the bed and held Han Shuo's hand.
Chen Xiaoqian looked at Han Shuo with moist eyes, and said in a choked voice, "Han Shuo..." After only two words, she couldn't say anything else.
She didn't expect that after so many things, Lin Qi did not die, but Han Shuo was still going to die under Chen Chuchu's sword... At this moment, Chen Xiaoqian hated himself for writing such an ending.
If he didn't write Han Shuo to death when he was writing this script, is the ending now totally different?
Han Shuo looked at Chen Xiaoqian who was crying, with a pale but helpless smile on his face.
Although he was seriously injured and dying at this time, his eyes looked at Chen Xiaoqian still warm and kind.
When the rest of the people saw such a scene, although they were also worried about Han Shuo, they knew that the person Han Shuo wanted most was Chen Xiaoqian, so they also retreated.
Han Shuo gently helped Chen Xiaoqian wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Why are you crying?
I never saw you crying in my life..." Even when they had the worst relationship and the deepest misunderstanding, Han Shuo couldn't see Chen Xiaoqian's tears. He had to be soft at the sight of him. As long as he saw her crying, he couldn't care about anything.
What's more, Chen Xiaoqian cried so painfully now, as if a knife was scratching her heart all at once, which hurt him more than the wound on his body.
Chen Xiaoqian said regretfully: "Why should I write you dead? I blame me... If I don't write that way, you won't die..."