When You’re Gone

She turned her head and stared pitifully at the man's gloomy face, her teeth trembled, "Gu...Mr. Gu, on a rainy day, you drive more slowly..."

But the speed did not drop, Liang Shu looked at the wiper that kept working, and his heart beat rose to a record high.

Even if I was thrown into the dark cave for a few nights, I never felt so desperate tonight.

Liang Shu couldn't see the scene clearly, and his head became dizzy.

"Gu Hansheng, you didn't bring an assistant bodyguard secretary with you. If something happens to you, they won't even be able to find your body..."

The chattering words were interrupted by a sharp rubbing sound, and she leaned forward suddenly and bounced back into the seat due to the seat belt.

The car stopped.

The man’s cold and weird voice came from his ears, and he turned his head slightly to stare at her, his lips were arcuately cold, "Afraid of death?"

Liang Shu was shocked and nodded, "Fear."

In the end, she swallowed her throat again and added awkwardly, "I'm even more afraid that I will fall off the cliff and live without arms and legs."

He hooked his lips, rubbing his well-knotted fingers on the steering wheel, watching Liang Shu's heart beat a drum.

The corners of the man's eyes and brows were filled with a strong coldness, "Since you are so afraid, then you have to go over the wall and you are not afraid that I will break your leg?"

Liang Shu glanced at him, shrank into the seat, and whispered, "Aren't we going to save people? What are you still daunting?"

Gu Hansheng almost let out a cold sneer from his throat, his eyes wishing to tear her to pieces.

As for being so angry?

She touched her faintly painful neck and closed her eyes. It seemed that she would have to sacrifice more blood to that one later.

Ten minutes later, the car drove into the Yushan villa area.

Liang Shu's hanging heart finally let go.

She followed Gu Hansheng out of the car, and someone immediately held an umbrella for Gu Hansheng.

No one took care of her, she didn't care, she was all wet anyway.

The situation was critical and she followed upstairs as soon as she entered the door.

The white coat came out from behind the heavy room door, and Liang Shu stood at the door and looked up at the gap between the door being closed.

In the empty room are various medical instruments, and a group of faint undulations can be seen on the bed.

She didn't see too clearly, only a vague impression in her mind, she was a very thin patient.

I heard people say that I have been in a coma for many years, and the longer the time, the more critical the situation becomes.

Moments like this have occurred several times in the past six months.

The blood that can be adjusted in the entire Yucheng and even the surrounding area has been adjusted, but to no avail.

She lowered her head and silently glanced at her arm that had been bloodied the other day, and her mood was a little bit complicated.

Gu Hansheng was looking at her at this moment, and his gaze swept over the obviously red skin on her white neck unconsciously.

There was a faint strangeness in her heart, as she was about to order someone to take her to change her clothes first, but she was interrupted by the white coat.

"Sir, there can be no more delay."

The man's apple rolls, "Okay."

Sitting on the chair, Liang Shu had no emotions anymore, quietly like a rag doll.

There was dead silence in the room.

Gu Hansheng stood by, lowering the surrounding air pressure.

The needle pierced Liang Shu's arm, her delicate eyebrows tucked up, and she took a breath unconsciously.

The man's brows and eyes were in deep silence, watching the red blood flowing down the needle, and faintly said, "Slightly."