MTL - Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities-Chapter 1192 None of us die

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As a result, that day, she was poisoned with carbon monoxide and had a moderate coma. If it wasn't for the maid at home who found her unconscious when she cleaned the room, she might have died long ago. At that time, she had been lying in the hospital for a week and what to eat Whatever he vomited, the whole person was almost thin, but in the end Xia Yixuan only got a few reprimands from Xia Mingzheng. Even when he raised his hand to fight, he was deliberately pulled. Stayed, and said that this is just a child who is not sensible and can't blame her and the like.

And Xia Mingzheng apologized to Shen Yijun, saying sorry for her, sorry for Xia Ruoxin.

Thinking about it, they are really hypocritical. In fact, even if Shen Yijun didn't stop Xia Mingzheng at the time, Xia Mingzheng could not throw this slap on his daughter's face, but it was just doing it for others. Nothing more.

So this taste is very familiar, yes, it is this taste, which is exactly the taste of burning charcoal with Yixuan in the early summer.

This was carbon monoxide poisoning, and her consciousness started to blur, but she was still looking around for something subconscious, and she was not worried about herself, but a raindrop.

Better not here, not here.

She fell down gently, and although she was breathing, she was almost unconscious.

At this time, Chu will stop the car, he just took a few steps to see Xia Ruoxin's high-heeled shoes.

He lifted up his high heels, and his dark eyes were dark like stippling paint. His body was tight, and even the muscles on his body were tense at this time.

He clenched his hands, his feet moved faster, and his breathing began to start anxiously.

When he got to the place, he met a closed door.

He put his hand on the door and pushed it hard. The door turned closed. He leaned over his shoulder and started hitting the door with his shoulder. I don't know how many times he hit it. The door clicked and opened. The door panel also shook slightly, as if it was about to crack.

As soon as Chu Lu went in, he knew that the taste was not right. He took a few steps and saw a woman lying on the ground inside, Xia Ruoxin, yes, Xia Ruoxin, because of the clothes she wore and a pair There are no shoes on the feet.

"Ruoxin!" He hurried over, also raised Xia Ruoxin, and then patted her face gently.

"If the heart, wake up, if the heart."

But Xia Ruoxin was already in a coma, Chu Lu quickly picked up Xia Ruoxin and walked towards the door, but when he just stood up, the door was suddenly closed from the outside.

Chu Lu's thin lips slammed hard. He hugged Xia Ruo and walked to the door, then banged the door hard, but the door was quite strong, and it seemed to be locked outside.

His black eyes were deeper and deeper at this time, and he kept banging on the door. He looked around and found an old chair, took it, and smashed it hard, even if it was With a small mouth, he was about to smash it, but he seemed to start feeling his head dizzy, and he also knew that it was carbon monoxide poisoning.

He will slowly lose consciousness and die.

There was another crack. The door was smashed into a small hole by him. There was also light shining in from the hole, and his body shook a bit. It was obvious that he was mentally defeated now. He has persisted for a long time, and it is also because of his self-control, otherwise he would have been dizzy if he had to change to another person.

The chair in his hand also fell down because he was weak and took it up again

Ruoxin, come, face here.

He lifted Xia Ruo's head up, letting her face face the cave, which was not a big one. After that, his vision blurred, and then she kept her body in a fixed posture with her shoulders. He shook his head and stretched out his weak hand to caress his hair

In the end, he had only his thin lips. After a few moves, he didn't know what to say.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe no one knows how long it is, maybe only a minute, maybe a few hours, or maybe it's the season's reincarnation, the beginning of the season.

Xia Ruoxin's fingers moved slightly, she frowned, trying to move, but it seemed that her body was not under her command.

She wants to wake up, yes, to wake up, although she doesn't know why?

But she had a feeling that she had to wake up, she had to wake up.

Suddenly, her fingers were gripped hard, and she coughed, inhaled, and even greedily breathed the outside air. She narrowed her eyes, and there was a few seconds of confusion at first. Where was she What happened, and at this moment she was facing a door, and there was a small hole on the door that was light and air. And her face was stuck on it, and the fresh air she breathed came from this.

She moved her body, still weak.

Suddenly, her eyes suddenly opened, thinking of something, and at this time her body was obviously supported by someone's back. She turned around to see a dark blue suit, and then a man's hand dangled from the ground, and the man's finger was now carrying a golden ring.

This ring is no stranger to her. This is Chu law, which has always been worn on the **** of the finger.

She squirmed her colorless lips, but she couldn't say anything. Even if she wanted to move, it was very difficult.

Suddenly, she started hitting the door with her head.

One time, two times ... three times ...

There was blood on the door, and she felt pain, and this pain made her quickly wake up and recover.

She held the door tightly with her hands, and pushed the man behind him forward with her head.

They just changed positions.

"Chu Li ..." She was disturbed by her voice, and her fingers were on the man's face. At this moment, his lips were all bluish, and his dark eyes had been tightly closed.

Suddenly, Xia Ruoxin clenched his clothes and put his head on his shoulder.

"Undead, don't die ..."

"Neither of us is dead,"

"good or not?"

The man still did not have any movement. At this time, the charcoal smell in it was much less. The communication of gas was always ubiquitous and pervasive. Perhaps at this time, there was already air inside.

She raised her weak hand tremblingly and placed it on Chulu's nose. Fortunately, she felt his slight breathing and the temperature on his face.

Her shoulders trembled deeply, and she stretched out her hands and hugged the man's waist.

"We're done."

"Never die ..."