Yuxuan held himself tighter and buried his pale face in his arm.

It's her fault. It's all her fault.

She is more afraid than anyone.

The moment the Porsche stood in front of the truck, the blood gushed down to the ground and was dazzling.

A person's body from warm to cold to stiff, lost, there will be no more.

This fear to the extreme mood, Yuxuan's slender fingertips were embedded in the meat.

Shi Qi's eyes wet with tears were scarlet. She screamed hysterically, "what are you willing to destroy this house?"

Tore his heart and lungs and roared out this sentence. Shi Qi couldn't hold it anymore and fainted.

Yuxuan didn't have any strength to think about anything. He numbly and mechanically held Shi Qi and followed the people of the hospital to the lounge.

A large suite, very quiet after closing the door.

Yuxuan was tired physically and mentally. He fell asleep against the sofa.

She dreamed of Shi Junye.

He was trapped in the car, the truck hit the Porsche madly, and the bright red blood annihilated him.

She couldn't help crying. She rushed over desperately. It was so close, but she couldn't reach it.

She cried and ran on.

Finally, she saw Shi Junye. She pushed open the twisted door, and the smell of blood filled the air.

As she had seen with her own eyes, he fell pale into a pool of blood.

No struggle, but never wake up.

Yuxuan suddenly woke up with a cold sweat on his forehead. Looking at the strange environment, he knew it was a dream.

It was early morning before, but now it is dusk.

The nurse was relieved to see her wake up. "Miss Shi, your mother is waiting for you in the reception hall."

Seeing Shi Qi, Yuxuan was flustered and didn't know how to face it.

She was afraid, afraid that Shi Qi asked her how all this happened.

But Shi Qi seems to know something.

Such a noble and dignified woman has aged a lot for a time.

Thin lines appeared in the corners of haggard eyes, and there were a few silver threads in the coiled hair.

Once sharp eyes, precipitated exhaustion, deeply sunken in, laxly without expression.

Even if it was well maintained before, she is really old.

Shi Qi pulls up her shawl and looks at Yuxuan coldly.

For a long time, she opened her mouth. Her low voice was full of colic. "I haven't woken up yet. The doctor said that I can't live these 24 hours..."

A word, like thunder, exploded in Yuxuan's mind.

At that moment, she just felt that her brain was blank and she couldn't see anything.

Shi Qi paused and stretched out her hand to support her forehead. She could no longer restrain her inner grief and sobbed with trembling shoulders.

For the first time in more than ten years, Yuxuan saw Shi Qi cry.

Such a capable woman has never been weak in running such a big company as Sophia.

Now I cry so much that I only tremble.

The heart suddenly twitched. Yuxuan stretched out his hand to cover it, but he still felt the pain clearly from the bottom of his heart.

Her eyes were filled with water vapor, but she was strong, clenched her fist, and her fingertips fell deeply into the palm.

Shi Qi tried to keep his voice steady. "Go and see him. He's in the ICU."

Yuxuan was stunned.

She is an unforgivable person. If it weren't for saving her, Shi Junye wouldn't have been lying on the stage with cold hands for more than ten hours.

Shi Qi should hate her until she wants to die.

She waved her hand wearily. Shi Qi didn't look at her anymore, but said faintly, "go."

Yuxuan numbly followed the nurse to the ICU.

After disinfection, she put on sterile clothes, hat and mask before being allowed in.

The person lying in bed had no consciousness, his body was full of tubes, and his face under the oxygen mask was pale and terrible.

The sound of instruments could only be heard in silence, slight and monotonous.