He just needs her to be by his side.

A foreign country, some private villa.

A biting cold wind blew in from outside the half-open carved glass window, and the long curtains hanging on both sides flew freely, making a rustling sound, as if they were enlarged in the excessively silent space, and the air was filled with the smell of very rich disinfectant.

Herbert walked over quickly, locked the window with a slight sound, and then turned to the side of the bed.

Next to it, the doctor was examining the man lying on the bed.

Leng Wu's cheeks were abnormally pale, and his blood-red lips faded away, and they were even a little purple. The protruding cheekbones made the entire contour look more distinct, and the closed eyelids covered the too charming golden eyes.

My body is half-naked, and I only wore boxers, wrists, ankles, and chest and heart. They are all wrapped in thick white gauze. Other parts of my body are covered with messy and scabbed wounds, which look extremely embarrassed.

...

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

"Second Young Master." Herbert looked up and shouted respectfully.

Shi Muyang walked in from the door, his face was not very good-looking, he was sickly pale, and his steps under his feet seemed a little weak.

He quietly looked at the man on the bed, and a hint of obscure flashed through his warm ink eyes. After a while, he suddenly made a sound, with a hint of silence,

"You all go out."

"Second Young Master..." Herbert seemed to want to say something, but Shi Muyang shouted coldly again, "Bring the door with you."

Herbert looked at the doctor, nodded slightly, "Yes." Then the two walked out of the room together, "Crack", and the door was locked.

Shi Muyang took back the cold light from the corner of his eyes, then sat down beside the bed, and started talking with his own words.

"Brother, you have revenge, everyone has been hurt, and you are lying here and don't know if you can wake up. It's enough, it's really enough..."

"Don't get deeply immersed in obsession anymore. Everyone has the right to be happy. Brother, I think she also hopes that you can live a happy life, instead of becoming what you are today, becoming so scary and scary... Brother, you shouldn't be like this. If she knew, she would definitely be very sad and sad. What do you think, brother?"

"Stop it, brother..."

Shi Muyang's throat became sluggish, and his usual clear and moist tone became even more hoarse. This dead air was covered with sadness and could not be resolved at all.

"If you are still obsessed with it and want to continue to hurt Ji Yicheng and Qingqing, then don't wake up and just fall asleep like this. I will take good care of you and manage the company.

Brother, you should not wake up, don’t wake up..."

Shi Muyang shouted, as if there was a sharp knife in his throat. Every time he said a word, he was scratching hard, and he couldn't stop his sadness...

Finally, he lowered his eyelids painfully, and his eyes fell on the phone he held in his hand. The popular headlines on Sina Weibo were all about the news that the young master of the president of Ji's Group and the newly-jewelled goddess of jewelry were getting married.

In the photo, the girl was kissed by her beloved man, her mouth was raised, and her smile was like a flower, and she looked beautiful.

"Qingqing, you must be happy..." He murmured and chuckled softly, laughing in love, but even more bitterly, as if a heart was torn apart one by one.

Two "knock" sounds, and the door sounded, "Muyang, are you inside?"
Chapter completed!