Zhan Lianshi was pushed out, and Fu Cheng immediately stepped forward, "How is it?"

"The condition has stabilized temporarily, but I can't get out of bed or move around again."

"I see."

Zhan Lianshi was sent to the ICU.

After vomiting blood in Zhan Lian, he had difficulty breathing. It was obvious that he had touched the wound, which was very dangerous.

The situation has stabilized now, and Fu Cheng is temporarily relieved.

But, can Mr. Zhan really stop moving?

Milan.

In an entertainment club, in a noble VIP box, Zhao Qiwei sat on the sofa with his arms spread out.

A sexy woman in dress lies in his arms, unbuttons his shirt and kisses on his chest.

However, Zhao Qiwei did not respond. He held his cell phone and looked at the photos he sent, his peach blossom eyes were bent, and he was so evil that he wanted to be charming.

Zhan Lianshi, you really like this woman.

Zhao Qiwei stroked his finger on the screen and exited the picture interface. He clicked on the phone book and dialed a number, "Risk the news of Lin Lian's hospitalization."

"Yes, Mr. Zhao."

"Remember, don't involve our great General Zhan and our genius violinist."

"clear."

When the phone hung up, Zhao Qiwei threw the phone away, pulled up the woman who was messing around him and pressed on the sofa...

In a studio in Milan, Liu Jiang finished shooting and walked out of the studio.

Joan stepped forward and took her coat to put it on, "There is a fashion party tonight, at..."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Yan's cell phone rang.

It's not the ringtone of a cell phone, but the sound of a text message.

Liu Yao clicked on the text message and stopped quickly.

There is a photo in the text message. In the photo, Zhan Lianshi was holding Lin Liang's arms and looking at the camera with cold eyes. The coldness inside seemed to be transmitted through the camera, trying to freeze people into ice.

Liu Jing's face changed.

Her fingernails were pinching her phone deeply, and her slender fingernails seemed to be turning over.

Qiao An noticed the change in Liu Jing's expression, looked at her phone and frowned instantly.

Although Zhan Lianshi and Liu Jing were not married in essence, Lin Lian and Han Zaixing were married. The outside world would know about them, and they didn't know what would happen.

Liu Yao turned off her phone and walked out of the studio with great strides.

"Subscribe to flight tickets back to Paris."

It was already evening when Lin Lian woke up.

However, her mind was drowsy, nausea and vomiting. Obviously, the heat had restored her originally better body to the past.

Han Zaixing didn't dare to close his eyes, so he kept guarding her all night.

Only then did Lin Lian's situation stabilize the next day.

"I'm sorry, I've worried you."

This is the first sentence Lin Lian woke up.

"I am the one who should say sorry, but I didn't take good care of you."

Han Zaixing touched her forehead and stopped burning, but her complexion was much different.

He felt very distressed.

"It's not your business, it's me who is not good at it."

Lin Lian doesn’t want to get sick, but sometimes it’s like this vicious cycle. The more sick you get, the weaker your body will be. The weaker you get, the worse your body will be. The worse your body will be, the more repetitive your condition will be.

"Don't say such things, you will be fine, I won't let you do this."

From today on, he will stay by her side all the time until she is discharged from the hospital.

Lin Lian smiled, "Well, I will be fine. When I get better, we will go to the temple to seek peace."

Hearing her words, Han Zaixing paused and then said seriously: "Okay, I know a temple is good. We will go after you get well."

"Um."

If it were the usual, Han Zaixing would definitely laugh at Lin Lian, but now, even if he is superstitious, he is willing to believe it.

As long as she can be healthy.

The two of them had a conversation, but Han Zaixing refused to let Lin Lian say it and asked her to have a good rest.

She is very weak now.

Lin Lian agreed and closed his eyes.

Han Zaixing covered her with a quilt and looked at her haggard face, as if she had just had a miscarriage two years ago.

She is also so fragile.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated.

Lin Lian opened his eyes.

Han Zaixing said, "I'll answer a call."

"good."

Han Zaixing went to the balcony to answer the phone. Lin Lian looked at him. He took care of her for a while and he lost weight.
Chapter completed!