Chapter 540 I Won’t Let You Die

internal injury?

"Where are the internal injuries?" Sheng Shimo asked again.

Wen Churan first screamed several times, then stretched out his hands to cover his head, then his chest, and then his stomach and thighs. "I feel dizzy, my whole body is weak, and everything hurts..."

She secretly pinched the flesh on her inner thigh, and the pain immediately made her burst into tears, and her acting became even more realistic.

It just so happened that at this moment, the driver sitting in front acted as a ‘divine assist’.

"Miss Wen must have suffered a critical blow, she looks seriously injured!"

Wen Churan was crying and fidgeting with his head.

Heavy! She was hurt so badly!

After hearing what the driver said, Sheng Shimo suddenly became anxious and angry. He clenched his fists and muttered unbearably.

Although the voice was too low to be heard, Wen Churan could still hear it clearly.

He was scolding Yaheng.

The driver was speeding towards the hospital.

But if she really got to the hospital, wouldn't she reveal her secret?

Considering this, Wen Churan hurriedly grabbed Sheng Shimo's sleeves, and his explosive acting skills came to the fore again.

"Ah! I can't do it anymore!" She raised her head and roared in pain, her appearance even more exaggerated than that of a pregnant woman giving birth. "I... I might... die before I can make it to the hospital..."

Sheng Shimo was anxious, but he didn't know where she was injured, so he could only hold her tightly, reaching out to caress her head and cheeks.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here... If you keep persisting, I won't let you die."

After losing his memory, this was the first time he spoke to her in such a gentle tone.

The gentleness is like the spring breeze in March blowing on the lake surface, causing ripples.

Wen Churan's heart fluttered in the man's comfort, and her whole body seemed to be in a soft cloud.

The perfect acting skills almost showed flaws!

At this time, the driver of 'God Assist' came online again, "Your Royal Highness, I think Miss Wen may not be able to survive the hospital. It is better to go back to the Presidential Palace first and let a private doctor treat Miss Wen. This is safer."

Wen Churan wished he could get up right now and stuff a few big bills into the driver's hand.

Oh, let me go, brother!

This operation is simply amazing!

Wen Churan nodded weakly and struggled to squeeze out a sentence from his throat, "I think... what the driver said... makes sense..."

Sheng Shimo frowned and breathed heavily, seeming to be in a dilemma.

After a moment, he ordered the driver to "go back to the presidential palace!"

During the drive, Sheng Shimo always held Wen Churan in his arms, holding her waist with one hand and holding the back of her head with the other, keeping his body tight and not daring to move for fear of hurting her.

Even if the car bumped slightly, he would check on her hurriedly.

Maybe he was really nervous and even his breathing rate was messed up.

Wen Churan was so comfortable that she almost fell asleep, but as soon as she lost her voice, the man's anxious call would ring in her ears.

Once he saw that she was still awake when she opened her eyes, he could breathe a sigh of relief.

In the end, he simply stared at her, his eyes burning, not daring to look away even for a second.

His thin lips opened slightly, comforting her gently.

Over and over again, but there is always only one sentence: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I won't let anything happen to you, and I won't let anything happen to you again in the future."

But it is more beautiful than any love words in the world.

It was like a shot in the arm, making Wen Churan feel extremely stable.

It was as if the sky was falling and she wouldn't be afraid anymore.

It’s such a long-lost feeling.

Everything seemed to go back to a long time ago, when Sheng Shimo had not lost his memory.

He would always protect her no matter what.