Leng Shaoba's favorite wife

Chapter 313

Because he was holding the gun in his left hand, Leng Zhuo's aim was slightly off. He aimed the gun again, but Mo Wan suddenly turned around. He deflected his wrist, and the shot he fired again only hit Zhou Shaoyan's shoulder blade.

Resisting the severe pain, Zhou Shaoyan reached forward and was about to grab Mo Wan's hair, but suddenly someone grabbed him and pulled him to the edge of the cliff.

In just a few seconds, Leng Zhuo seized the opportunity. He grabbed Mo Wan's wrist and brought her back in his arms.

Hugging the person in his arms, Leng Zhuo raised his wrist again and wanted to shoot, but he could only see Mo Lin holding Zhou Shaoyan tightly, the two turned around together, and jumped off the cliff. He fell down and fell into the sea water.

When the crowd chased to the edge of the cliff, they could only see the rough waves splashing on the sea, but the figures of the two of them disappeared, and there was nowhere to look for them.

His cold and introverted eyes sank, and a bitter chill surged in an instant. He looked at the two people who disappeared in the sea, with a secretive expression on his face.

After such a huge impact, Mo Wan finally fell into his arms and fell into a coma.

Leng Zhuo didn't dare to delay, picked up the unconscious person, and handed over the rest to Leng Yi, and he immediately carried her into the car, drove down the mountain quickly, and rushed towards Yan Hao's private hospital.

He drove to the hospital, carried her out immediately after turning off the engine, and ran nervously to take her to the second floor.

When Yan Hao received his call, he had been guarding outside the examination room for a long time. When he saw him running up with the man in his arms, he immediately assigned someone to take over, and quickly pushed the man into the examination room for treatment.

An hour later, Yan Hao came out of the examination room with a complicated expression on his face. He walked up to Leng Zhuo, stared at the expectation in his eyes, and couldn't help frowning: "I gave her a full-body examination, Didn't find any other problems, but..."

"But what?" Leng Zhuo instantly tensed up, with a slight tremor in his voice.

"That thing should be a new product with high ingredients." Yan Hao sighed lightly, with a stern look on his brows: "The situation is not optimistic!"

Watching him slowly slump down on the chair, Yan Hao frowned, bent down and sat down beside him, and said, "I've already given her medicine, although it will have some effect, but after all, it still needs to be taken care of." She cooperates by herself!"

Leng Zhuo's face was dull, he sat motionless on the chair, his eyes were silent, after a long time, he asked in a deep voice: "Can I take her home?"

"Yes!" Yan Hao nodded and reached out to pat him on the shoulder, "I guess she will wake up tomorrow, but the toxicity will also attack! If she shows symptoms, call me immediately!"

Leng Zhuo nodded silently, his deep eyes were like a deep pool, and he couldn't see to the end in pitch blackness. He suddenly took a long time before he could slowly say a word: "I know."

It's useless to talk about this kind of thing, Yan Hao can only pat him on the shoulder, try his best, stand by their side at such a moment, and try his best to help them tide over the difficulties!

In the evening of the next day, Leng Zhuo took a phone call from the study, and after putting down the phone, he rubbed his brows with a gloomy expression.This day's search did not find the bodies of Zhou Shaoyan or Mo Lin, which only means that both of them are still alive!

Walking out of the study with a gloomy face, he walked back to the bedroom with cold steps. He gently opened the door of the bedroom, but saw a figure sitting on the bed.

There was no light in the bedroom, only a faint light came in from the window. On the large double bed, Mo Wan was vaguely seen sitting on the bed, motionless, and she was wrapped in a thick quilt.

Leng Yan walked slowly to the edge of the bed and sat down. He stretched out his hand cautiously, opened a thin slit in the quilt she was tightly wrapped in, and called her softly: "Wanwan..."

Mo Wan huddled under the white quilt, when she saw the man in front of her, her whole body was trembling, she gritted her teeth and asked him, "Is there no heating in the room? Why is it so cold?"

cold?
The heating in this bedroom is controlled at normal temperature, and it has been kept at 25 degrees. How can it be cold?

The bright eyes dimmed, and Leng Zhuo raised her face with her hand, only to see that those black eyes were slack, and fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead. She raised her hand in a panic, and tightly held the man in front of her: "I feel terrible!"

When Yan Hao received the call, he immediately drove to the villa halfway up the mountain. He got out of the car with the medicine box and walked quickly up to the second floor.Pushing open the bedroom door, he stepped in, and when he saw the man beside the bed, he couldn't help being stunned.

The man leaned over and sat on the edge of the bed, his deep eyes fixed on the figure huddled on the bed, his star-like pupils were dimmed, although he lowered his head slightly, those introverted pupils still glowed. A dense layer of crystal clear.

Yan Hao stood on the spot with the medicine box in his hand, his heart sank. The man opposite him had known him for ten years, but he had never seen that kind of powerless and lonely expression on Leng Zhuo's face, which was life and death. The man who is so beautiful, but now he can only act like a child at a loss.

The moment he came in and saw him, the despair in his eyes made Yan Hao's heart tremble, filled with sadness.

Opening the medicine box, Yan Hao quickly gave Mo Wan an injection, and quickly calmed her down, closing her eyes as if she was fast asleep.Patting the shoulder of the man beside the bed, he motioned for Leng Zhuo to come out and speak.

Standing outside the bedroom, Yan Hao's face was silent, and his beautiful sword eyebrows were tightly frowned: "I gave her another injection, which can make her sleep for a while, but if I use the injection again, the effect will not be great!"

Sighing, Yan Hao stared at his expression, and said truthfully: "Fortunately, she was only injected once, the toxicity is not too serious, and it was under control after taking the medicine, but there is still some left in her body, which is enough to torture people. Willpower! If you want to help her, you can't be like this, if you collapse before her, is there any hope for her?"

Hearing his words, Leng Zhuo's gloomy eyes gradually lit up, he stared at the rope Yan Hao took out from the medicine box, and narrowed his sharp eyes: "What is this?"

Yan Hao's eyes darkened, and he felt uncomfortable, "The next time she has an attack, you tie her up, as long as she endures these 72 hours, she will be over!"

(End of this chapter)