Burning Love: The Scapegoat Bride of The Cold-blooded President

Chapter 58: sweet Nothing

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Mingxi was so sad that she even whimpered.

Xiangyu grabbed Mingxi's hand in panic and shouted worriedly: "Mingxi, what's wrong with you? Mingxi..."

The doctor said to Xue Qijing, "You must speak softly. Don't say anything that irritates her, and don't mention anything that makes her sad. It would be best if those words can arouse her longing!"

Xue Qijing suddenly became nervous, and his clenched fists were full of sweat.

The words should be gentle, not irritating her, and certainly not mentioning sad things, but they should also be able to arouse her longing

God, what do you want me to say? Xue Qijing resisted the urge to roar to the sky...

He frowned and looked at Mingxi for a while, then turned around and was about to leave.

Want him to say sweet words? He won't, and he won't say them to anyone else. He will only say them to Li Xue, and he will only say them to her in this life.

"Don't forget who got her hurt!" Xue Qiwei grabbed Xue Qijing's arm and said expressionlessly. The blue mask blocked his threatening tone.

Mingxi squatted in the white mist, looking around. She had clearly seen Xue Qiwei just now, but he disappeared after he said a few words. Then she saw Xiangyu again. He was standing in the white mist, vaguely visible. He seemed to say a lot to her, but she couldn't hear clearly. She only heard the word "rain".

He must have resented her and hated her, otherwise his hatred would not have followed him to heaven.

"Xiangyu!" Mingxi stood up and tried to catch the looming figure in the white mist, but the faster she chased, the faster he retreated. She couldn't catch him no matter how hard she tried, and could only watch the figure she loved so much disappear without a trace...

The surroundings returned to calm. It was all white, with nothing but her.

Mingxi was spinning in fear, looking at the eerily quiet surroundings. She ran wildly in all directions, but she could not escape the white fog.

Mingxi's foot seemed to be tripped by something and she fell heavily to the ground.

The ground was like a huge magnet, sucking away all her strength, even her breath.

Mingxi lay on the ground gasping for breath, looking up at the direction Xiangyu and Xue Qiwei left. Tears rolled down her eyes and were finally buried by the white mist.

Mingxi sobbed. They came, why did they leave? Why didn't they take her with them when they left? Did the whole world want to abandon her

"Don't go, don't leave me alone, take me away! Xiangyu, take me away, don't abandon me! Xue Qiwei, take me away, don't leave me here!"

Mingxi lay helplessly on the ground that was constantly emitting white smoke. She was really helpless, but she had no power at all, and could only let the suction of the ground suck away the remaining strength and will in her body.

Her heart ached so much, it really ached! The knife seemed to be about to cut through her heart. It hurt, that kind of pain, it felt like a knife was piercing her heart!

She gave up struggling and lay quietly on the ground, waiting for the ground to suck her body in. Perhaps then she would be free.

But just when Mingxi closed her eyes in despair, she heard a voice urgently calling her name.

"Han Mingxi, Han Mingxi!"

"It's terrible. The victim's will to live is weakening and his breathing is also getting weaker." The doctor looked shocked.

Xue Qi was startled, and turned around quickly, shouting to Han Mingxi who was in the operating room: "Han Mingxi, Han Mingxi!"

The doctor's hands holding the scalpel were shaking violently, and sweat was dripping down his forehead. He had seen the bullet, but he didn't dare to move, fearing that if he moved even a little, the woman lying on the operating table would die.

"Go ahead, take the bullet out for me!" Seeing the doctor's hesitation, Xue Qijing ordered in a tough tone.

The doctor was frightened by Xue Qijing's sudden burst of momentum. He nodded, asked the nurse to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and concentrated all his energy on the bullet!

"Han Mingxi!" Xue Qijing almost shouted loudly, roaring with complaints and anger: "I asked you to buy some seasoning, but you tried to be a hero and save people. Are you comfortable lying here? You ruined my dinner party, what do you say I should do? You made me lose face, what do you say I should do? You actually lie here? Shouldn't you get up immediately and compensate me for my seasoning? Compensate me for a dinner party? Han Mingxi, I give you three seconds to stand up immediately!"

Everyone present was stunned by Xue Qijing's roar.

Didn't I just tell him to speak softly, not to irritate her, not to mention sad things, and to arouse her longing

It would be strange if Han Mingxi didn't get scared to death by his roar.

Xue Qiwei and Xiangyu were covered in cold sweats, staring in horror at the man who was about to continue yelling at her.

Mingxi was so frightened that she stood up from the ground immediately, and then stood there in panic, spinning non-stop, trying to find the source of the sound. She knew who the man who was roaring at her was.

Ming Xi spun around, searching anxiously and fearfully, "Master, take me away! Where are you? Take me away!"

After searching for a while, she finally saw the figure that she was most afraid of. At this moment, she seemed to no longer be afraid of him. Instead, she rushed over and hugged him tightly, then shouted in panic and fear: "Don't leave me, take me with you if you want to go, don't put up with me, I will be good... I will be obedient, I will be very obedient, don't leave me, don't abandon me!"

"Very good, her heartbeat has returned to normal, but she is a little agitated. Soften your tone and try to comfort her!"

The doctor reminded as he picked up the tweezers and carefully grasped the bullet.

"As long as you wake up and get better, I won't punish you. I can cook for you. I can cook for you whatever country you want..."

"As long as you get better, I can..."

"I can lend you my shoulder, my warmth, and my good times. I can lend you my chest, my madness, and my freedom to fly... I can lend you everything I have. Han Mingxi, do you hear me? If you don't seize this opportunity, you may never have it again..."

"Silly woman, did you hear that?"

With a crisp "pop..." sound, the blood-stained bullet jumped a few times on the white iron plate, and then lay quietly on the plate.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The bullet was finally removed.

Xue Qijing felt weak all over and his legs were soft. He walked slowly to the wall and held onto it, breathing heavily.

He had killed countless people, but this time he was so frightened by a bullet that he became completely powerless and half dead.

After staying in the operating room for a long time and seeing the doctor almost finished stitching Mingxi's wound, the three of them walked out of the operating room listlessly, as if their essence had been sucked out by ghosts.

Mingxi stared at the white ceiling with her big eyes, feeling a little dazed as she breathed in the air that smelled faintly of medicine.

She remembered that a month ago, when she was on the verge of life and death, she seemed to hear someone tell her that he could lend her everything he had.

"Could it be him?" Ming Xi blinked her eyes listlessly, pouted her lips, turned over and lay prone on the sickbed, and then began to talk to herself, "How could it be him? He hates me so much, how could he say those things to me?"

Since she was hospitalized, he has never come to see her or called her.

Thinking of this, Mingxi felt inexplicably sad, "He really hates me and hates me very much!"

Ever since she saw him in the white fog on the day of the operation and heard him say those words, she had inexplicably become dependent on him.

But she didn't know why she depended on him. Maybe she was just afraid of being alone at that time, and he was the only one she caught, so she became dependent on him.

But she missed him very much and wanted to see him!

Although she had hallucinations and auditory hallucinations that day, the people she saw and the words she heard did not exist, but she carefully and self-deceivingly put them deep in her heart, comforting herself that it was all real.