CEO He : Please Don't Love Me
Chapter 611: The Shock

Chapter 611: The Shock

Mo Roulan was lying on the ground.

Her eyes were wide with shock as she lifted her hand which was covered with blood. Her hands trembled fiercely and she looked at He Jian who was lying on her body and was not moving at all.

"Jian!"

She called out in a choked voice.

"Lanlan!"

Relief washed all over her body when she heard his voice. Perhaps it was just a minor wound. She tried to comfort herself when he raised his head and asked gently

"Are you alright?"

"Yes...are you..."

She answered immediately but before she could ask him the same, he went completely limp and his head rested on her shoulder.

"Jian!"

She called out again but this time she didn’t get any response.

The tears from Mo Roulan’s eyes fell down fiercely.

"Jian!"

She tried to get up with his body on herself. It was only then her eyes fell on her shirt which was starting to get red because of the blood.

"No...."

She whispered.

"Jian!"

He Zhuang’s voice sounded and Mo Roulan immediately looked at him.

"He...he is shot!"

She told him in a breathless voice.

He Zhuang’s eyes were also filled with panic when he saw his son’s shirt which was wet with blood.

"Mr. He, I have already called an ambulance."

He Zhuang nodded his head.

With one hand, he took out his phone and asked his secretary to send a helicopter to the forest within ten minutes.

It was impossible but He Zhuang didn’t care at all.

Even ten minutes were a lot for him.

"Mr. He, until then let one of our staff check him. He has some medical knowledge."

He Zhuang nodded his head immediately.

The policeman who had a little bit of medical knowledge tore the shirt He Jian was wearing and wore a grim expression on his face when he analyzed how deeper the bullet was.

"We need to take him to the hospital as soon as possible, Sir...otherwise..."

"Nothing will happen to my son."

He Zhuang said coldly before the man could complete his words.

Mo Roulan also nodded her head vigorously.

"Yes...he will be fine."

As she said this, fresh tears filled her eyes again. It made Mo Roulan realize that the cold mask she wore on her face was fake in the end.

In the end...her heart still hurt when she saw He Jian like this.

The thought of him not being alive in the world she lived in was very suffocating and heart-wrenching. She felt as if she had lost the purpose to continue living.

"It will not be good to move since Young Master He has a bullet inside his body. I think we should wait here."

The policemen said and He Zhuang nodded his head swiftly.

He looked at his son whose face was going paler with every passing second and his eyes were filled with worry.

Mo Roulan sat on the ground with He Jian’s head in her lap. She looked at the staff member who had checked He Jian’s wound and asked him

"Can we tie his wound...there is lot of blood flowing out continuously."

"We should."

The staff member said and helped Mo Roulan in tying the wound hurriedly.

As Mo Roulan watched the cloth that was tied on the wound going red, she exhaled sharply. She stroked He Jian’s hair and leaned down to kiss his forehead.

"Please stay alive....I can’t bear to suffer such a loss again."

When the helicopter came, everyone started their work immediately. He Zhuang’s assistant considerately sent two doctors and a few nurses after knowing what the situation was.

With them came Chu Feng who was shocked to see his boss in such a condition.

As two men laid He Jian on a stretcher and then took him inside the helicopter, Mo Roulan followed them absentmindedly.

She had forgotten everything since the moment He Jian went unconscious including the woman saved by her. The woman held the corner of Mo Roulan’s top as she followed him silently. Her head was lowered and her face was completely covered by her long black open hair hence no one could see her.

Since He Jian was in such a situation, no one even bothered about her.

However, the police inspector noticed the woman. He was observing her silently for a few moments as she followed Mo Roulan. He also realized that the woman didn’t seem to be normal. So he signed one of the ladies in his team to take care of the woman.

The policewoman tried to make the woman leave Mo Roulan’s top as she wanted the woman to accompany her with the rest of the team. Not everyone could go inside the helicopter as there were many people and the space was limited in the helicopter ...especially when they have an injured person.

However, the woman was not ready to leave Mo Roulan’s top.

In the end, the policewoman forcefully made her leave Mo Roulan’s top and then dragged her with herself as carefully as she could.

The woman shouted as the helicopter flew away in the sky but no one seemed to hear her...not even Mo Roulan.

Mo Roulan just wanted one thing at this moment and that was for He Jian to stay safe.

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When they reached the hospital, the doctors immediately took He Jian inside the emergency room.

Mo Roulan and He Zhuang stood outside the hospital room ...completely silent.

As Mo Roulan watched the nurses coming out of the emergency room to bring this and that, her eyes were blank.

Nothing like this happened in her past life.

She thought silently. He Jian was still alive when she died...so he would still stay alive right? Or would it change because of the changes she was creating in her fate?

The thought made Mo Roulan’s heart sink inside her chest.

"Roulan..."

Mo Roulan turned her head to look at He Zhuang in a daze when he called out her name.

"You need to get your wounds dressed."