"Young Master Xi." The crowd exclaimed!
"Quickly bandage Young Master Xi." The director was the first to come to his senses, but the nurse hadn't even touched Xi Yemo when he roughly shoved her away.
Xi Yemo was panting, feeling an intense emptiness in his heart.
"Young Master Xi..." The director opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say and dared not to speak.
Because if Mrs. Xi does not regain consciousness, she will become vegetative!
The air was so cold it was suffocating...
"Husband."
A weak voice traveled through time and space, striking his heart.
Xi Yemo abruptly turned around, his deep black eyes meeting her beautiful, large ones.
This moment, was eternal.
Under the bright lights, the woman's black hair spread out on the pillow, her face was pale, with an element of frailty to her breath.
Her long eyelashes flickered a few times, and her hand reached up to touch his face. The cold touch comforted her noticeably: "Husband."