You get married, I hijack the marriage

Chapter 1650 The rest of my life is too long, I only want you (2)

The hotel manager placed the door card in her hand. Shen Youran swiped it, turned the door and walked in.

Looking at the woman on the bed, everyone was shocked. She was covered in blood, her hair was soaked with sweat and tears and stuck to her face. Their features could not be seen clearly, and no one knew whether she was dead or alive. At least there was no sound.

Ji Jinchuan was sitting on the floor at the end of the bed, his flushed face covered with sweat. His shirt had been pulled loose by him, and a belt was lying on the floor.

Shen Youran and Ji Shaoheng ran towards Ji Jinchuan, while He Zimin and the hotel manager went forward to check on the woman on the bed.

He Zimin pulled the hair off Su Ning's face and felt her breath: "She fainted, but she's still breathing. Send her to the hospital immediately."

The hotel manager waved his hand and the waiter standing outside the door came in to help. A male waiter carried Suning on his back and left the room.

Shen Youran squatted in front of Ji Jinchuan: "Jinchuan, what's wrong with you?"

Ji Jinchuan grabbed her shoulders with both hands: "Youyou?"

Through her clothes, she felt his hands were as hot as a stove, and the skin on his face, neck, and chest were all flushed.

Shen Youran touched his face, which felt as hot as iron that had been burned in fire. She subconsciously shrank back and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Ji Shaoheng had seen a lot of this kind of tricks in this circle. He said, "He must have been poisoned by that kind of drug."

Although he didn't say it explicitly, we were all adults and understood it instantly.

He Zimin asked: "Do you want to send President Ji to the hospital?"

Ji Shaoheng shook his head, looked at Shen Youran and said, "Sister-in-law, I leave my brother to you."

After that, at his signal, everyone left the room. He was the last one to leave, closing the door. In the room, Shen Youran put his hand on Ji Jinchuan's hot face: "Jinchuan."

Her hand was slightly cool, and it felt very comfortable against his face. Ji Jinchuan grabbed her hand and pressed it tightly against his face: "Youyou?"

"It's me." Shen Youran raised her other hand to unbutton his shirt, then took off his clothes.

Ji Jinchuan held her face, as if he was carefully identifying who she was. The fragrance of Shen Youran lingered in his nose.

He hugged her tightly, his shirt open, the woman's soft body pressed against his, but he wanted more.

He suddenly pushed her to the ground. The strong effect of the drug made him unable to distinguish between reality and illusion. The figures in front of him overlapped and were a little blurry.

He shook his head and stood up: "You are not Youyou, not Youyou."

He took a few steps back, his calves pressed against the edge of the bed, his body lost balance and he fell onto the bed, gritting his teeth in pain.

Shen Youran got up from the ground and kissed him.

Ji Jinchuan slammed her away fiercely. She fell on the bed. When Ji Jinchuan tried to get up, she grabbed him with both hands: "Jinchuan, it's me, I'm Youyou."

Ji Jinchuan's face was as red as a cooked shrimp, but he was suppressing it strongly.

There was hidden pain in his voice: "No, you are not Youyou. Youyou is at home. She won't come here. I can't let her down. Go away. Get out of here right now!"

Shen Youran sat up and held his face so that he could see her clearly: "Today I made braised pork for Nuo Nuo. Tomorrow we will take him to eat Dicos. The day after tomorrow is the weekend. I promised to take him to the resort in the south of the city."

(End of this chapter)