At the dim lights (81)

Xie Yan 'er's body shook, she didn't understand what was going on.

She had never seen such an expression on brother Hao's face.

Xie Yan 'er was a little flustered. She was worried about xiajun Zihao.

Xiajun Zihao's face was especially pale as he was driving. There seemed to be beads of sweat dripping down his forehead. His hands on the steering wheel were clenched tightly, as if he was holding back something.

Xie Yan 'er was very worried. Seeing xiajun Zihao in this state, her heart ached even more."Brother Hao."

Xie Yan 'er's eyes were watery as she looked at xiajun Zihao helplessly.

She could be invincible and domineering in front of others, but in front of xiajun Zihao, she was just a little girl.

Xiajun Zihao endured the waves of pain in his body and said gently,""Yan 'er, don't worry. I'll be fine in a while."

"Brother Hao, you're sick. Let's go to the hospital, okay?"

"It's really fine. Let's go to a hotel. "