"I'm back..." Yun Shang, who turned into a bird, circled around his head, "I won't leave if I go back."

“Where to go back?”

"Go home."

After saying this, Bai Yunshang flew away from the hole window. It was raining outside the window, and thunder and lightning were rippling. Her white figure disappeared into the dark sky in just a blink of an eye...

"Young Master, what do you think?" The mamaster's nervous voice came.

There seemed to be countless blood vessels on the top of the head, and it exploded and hurt.

Sikong Zeye slowly opened his eyes, and the dazzling light came over. The maid was wiping the sweat on his head with a towel.

"Young Master, you have a high fever, and the infection caused by the wound." The maid kept the shaking reel, "It's better not to move around."

He turned his head and saw the dark night outside the window.

The wind was covered with rain and the glass, just like many little hands knocking...

"Open the window!" he said hoarsely.

"Young Master, it's raining outside... You have a high fever and can't blow the wind."

"Don't let me repeat the second time." The majestic voice reappeared.

The butler went over and opened the window, and the white curtains were blown up instantly. The rain outside the window rushed in, with a wet breath.

Sikong Zawano had to sit up, but the wound in his chest spread out-

If you are a little bit off, you will have to hold your heart.

A rib was broken, but now it has a gunshot wound and a high fever, and the iron can't stand it.

But Sikong Sawano stubbornly wanted to sit up.

The mama's repeated dissuasion was ineffective, so she had to help him sit up in person: "Young master, what do you want, just give me the order."

"Prepare the car." He struggled, "I want to go home."

"Young Master, you are injured, how can you go back to France now!"

"villa."

The maid was stunned for a moment, and soon understood what Sikong Zeye meant. He wanted to go back to that water villa?

It was just a small building. In the past, for the people of the Sikong family, although every country was full of real estate, except for the Sikong Manor in France, no place could be called home.

At this time, the doctor who rushed over after hearing the news dissuaded: "Sir, the bullet in your body has been taken out. You have just undergone surgery and need to stay in the hospital for at least 1 week. Treatment for 1-2 months is the best. We advise you not to walk around."

"Get out!" The majestic roar made the medical staff retreat in fear.

Sikong Zeye struggled to get up, and as soon as he got out of bed, his body sank and fell on the ground.

The wound on the chest was originally sutured, but because of his violent movements, he pulled it apart...

He groaned, and the maid and the bodyguard immediately came up to support him.

Sikong Zeye stood up slowly, just a bullet, but almost killed him? Hahaha, is it because he is getting older and his body is getting less and less useful?!

Sikong Zawano struggled hard: "Don't touch me! Do you really think I'm going to die for this little injury?"

"Young Master..."

"Why, don't you understand what I said?!"

The maid nodded and signaled her bodyguards, and they all stepped a few steps away.

Sikongzawano stood up straight and stretched out a hand: "Coat."

The maid immediately brought the blazer.

"shoe!"

The maid immediately brought the shoes and put them on them himself.

Sikong Zawano put his coat outside the hospital gown, his face pale and haggard, but his eyes were still fierce and cruel. Just like a severely injured shark at the bottom of the sea, even at the last moment before his death, he was so arrogant and domineering!

After steady progress, he walked forward.

The doctors and nurses gathered at the door of the ward immediately dodged away-

The door was opened vigorously, and Sikongzawano walked out.

The bodyguard and the maid followed closely behind him.

A dedicated doctor couldn't help but say: "Sir, it's raining outside, and you can't touch water on your wound, otherwise..."

The following words have been stopped by the older doctor.

I have never seen a patient who is so unafraid of death, gets out of bed on the night of the operation...

Sikong Zeye walked in the corridor, and his body was sweating coldly due to pain and fatigue. But he didn't believe that he could not survive this level!

He is the leader, so he must always show his strength and courage, and cannot let anyone see his vulnerable side, especially his subordinates.

He insisted on walking forward, the blazing light made his eyes dark, but his steps were not at all disordered.

The maid took out her cell phone and asked someone to drive the car to the front door of the main building of the hospital...

Fortunately, Sikong Zawano was not stubborn enough to drive by himself, otherwise the slaughter would have been waiting to collect the body of the owner...

Sitting in the car, the striped hospital gown on his chest was stained with blood.

The mamazi called again and asked the medical staff to rush to the villa and bring all the equipment to the villa in case of emergency.

The rain was covered in the sky, the night was pitch black and howling, and it was like a monster's mouth, which was about to swallow everything.

Where is she on such a rainy night?

Sikongzawano coughed hard.

Every coughing twitched the wound on the chest...

Aston Martin rushed back to the water villa in the increasing rain.

As soon as the car door opened, Sikong Zawano got out of the car, and the rain hit him...

The maid held an umbrella in surprise and chased him: "Young Master, you can't get wet from the rain!"

Sikong Zeye seemed to hear nothing. Seeing the villa that was brightly lit in the dark sea like a crystal castle, his heavy body became lighter.

He walked forward with big strides, his body was no longer serious and his injury was no longer painful.

Even the rain dripping brings a comfortable coolness...

The hand that looked like Bai Yunchang gently stroked.

The gate of the courtyard was pushed open vigorously. He walked in and quickly pushed open the door of the villa.

The horseman chased after him tightly—

All the lights were on because Sikong Zawano told them to keep the villa day and night. If Bai Yunshang came back tonight and saw the lights, she would feel more at ease...

In fact, it was only two days before Miss Bai left, but the young master was so crazy that she seemed to have been lost for a century!

I really doubt that if I continue, this man will go crazy.

With steady steps, he rushed to the corridor on the second floor and stood in front of the master bedroom. Sikong Zeno's face lines instantly.

In fact, at this time, he was in a high fever and nightmare, his mind was chaotic, sometimes awake, sometimes unable to tell whether it was a dream or a reality.

In his dream, he saw Bai Yunchang coming back...

When he was awake, he knew that it was just a dream!

Just call this villa and the bodyguard will tell him the truth.
Chapter completed!