The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities-Chapter 288

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Lin Mo stared at the empty space in his eyes. He was no longer breathing.


Yun Ci was still pressing down on him. He raised his hand and swung his knife.


Suddenly, there was a gunshot. A bullet hit her shoulder.


She turned her head around abruptly. There were drops of blood on her long eyelashes. Her eyes were filled with evil intent and were about to burst out of her eyes.


Xiao Feng was lying on the ground, still breathing. He held the gun tightly in his hand and raised it towards Yun ci with great effort.


Downstairs, a man in black picked up the gun and aimed it at Xiao Feng. He pulled the trigger and then shot him dead.


Yun Ci turned his head and looked over. His eyes were covered with blood. In his blurry vision, he could vaguely see a slender figure walking into the hall and walking towards her quickly.


It was Jun Si Che!


His expression was sinister. He pursed his thin lips tightly and locked his cold gaze on her.


The corners of Yun Ci’s lips twitched twice. Before she could speak, she lost all her strength and fell backward. Then, she fell into a warm embrace.


She only saw the man’s slightly open collar. Then, he closed his eyes and darkness came from all directions.


In the hospital, in the ward.


Jun Duonuan was sitting next to her, and she was crying nonstop.


Xia Beiqing was so anxious that she ran back and forth, but she did not dare to speak too loudly. She said carefully, “Sister-in-law, you should eat something or drink some water.”


It had been three days.


Three days ago, it was brother Che who carried sister-in-law out.


But..


Yun Ci’s injury was not considered serious. After she woke up, she lay on her side on the hospital bed. Her eyes were empty and unfocused, and she did not move or speak. It was as if her soul had been sucked out of her body, and she ignored all the noises in the outside world, there was no reaction.


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For three days, she did not eat or drink.


On the television, a piece of news was being reported.


Xia Beiqing turned his head to look. The scene was cut to the bloody scene of the Lin family. The host’s voice came through.


The Lin family was attacked by robbers. Lin Mo died on the scene and was also implicated in two murder cases of wealthy families.


Twelve years ago, Lin Mo killed his stepmother. Six years later, he poisoned his half-sister, the famous psychologist Gu Jingwen. The crime was finally cleared.


Brother Che had spent money to find connections to deal with all of this, and he had already gotten rid of his sister-in-law.


At this moment, the door to the ward was pushed open.


Jun duonuan walked in, and uncle Zou followed behind with porridge in his hand.


Jun Duonuan turned her head and looked at Jun Duonuan with tears in her eyes. She opened her mouth to speak, but she started crying again.


Jun duonuan frowned slightly.


It was this little radish head who had suddenly come to the Jun family to look for him.


Uncle Zou opened the porridge and squatted by the bedside. He scooped a spoonful and gently brought it to Yun Ci’s lips.


“Miss Yun ci, please have some porridge. It’s just cooked, it’s still warm.”


There was no response.


The ward fell into a dead silence.


Uncle Zou sighed. He could only give her nutrient fluids now. If this continued, how could her body endure it.


“Give me the porridge.”At this moment, Junshi suddenly spoke.


Uncle Zou was stunned for a moment before he hurriedly handed the porridge over.


Jun Si che took the porridge and glanced at Xia bei Qing and Jun Duo Nuan. He ordered coldly, “Everyone, get out.”


Jun duo Nuan was still crying. She was heartbroken.


Xia bei Qing pulled jun duo Nuan forcefully and dragged her out of the ward.


Uncle Zou helped to close the door.


Only Jun Si che and Yun ci were left in the entire ward.


Jun Si che placed the porridge on the side and put his palm on Yun Ci’s shoulder. There was a hint of anger in his voice. “Get up and drink the porridge.”


Yun Ci’s face was pale. He did not even blink.


Jun Si che pursed his thin lips and reached his hand into her armpit. He carried her up and sat on the hospital bed.


Yun Ci tilted his head, but there was still no reaction.