Her brain was very clear and could clearly feel that her physical strength was gradually losing, and her consciousness became weaker and weaker. A hint of panic appeared in her heart, and only a thought was left in her body, which was to send the text message that had not been finished for Lu Jinnian.

She thought, maybe this was the last time she had spoken to him.

Qiao An raised her hand hard, trying to grab the phone beside her, but the moment her fingers moved, the biting pain started clamoring in every part of her body. She endured the pain and took a lot of effort to finally reach the phone. However, she couldn't even use the strength to pick up the phone, and finally she could only drag the phone in front of her. As soon as the screen was lit, her eyes were dark and she completely lost consciousness.

As Qiao An was in a coma, there were three consecutive reminders of text messages, and dingdong sounded, and three messages from Lu Jinnian appeared on her lit phone screen.

【sorry.】

[Jojo, let's have a good talk during dinner tonight.]

[Lijingxuan, I'll wait for you.]

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Two servants were cooking in the kitchen. When they heard the screams from outside, they hurriedly ran out and saw the butler sitting on the stairs with his ankle, shouting "Ms. Xiao Qiao" heart-wrenchingly, while Qiao An pressed his hand on his phone and lay in the pool of blood in front of the stairs.

The floor is white and with a bright red color, the picture looks shocking.

The two servants were stunned for three minutes. One of them came to his senses quickly and ran out of the house stumbled and shouted in panic at Xu Jiamu who was standing outside: "Young Master, Young Master, it's not good. Miss Xiao Qiao fell down the stairs..."

Xu Jiamu shook his fingers fiercely, threw half of the burning cigarette in his hand directly on the ground, and rushed in to the room. Because the servant who called him was standing at the door and blocking his way, he pushed the servant away directly, and then he saw Qiao Anhao lying on the red field.

Xu Jiamu's face was pale in an instant. He went crazy and shouted loudly at another servant who was standing stupidly: "Ambulance, call an ambulance!"

Then he almost rushed to Qiao Anhao in a pounced posture, and picked Qiao Anhao up from the ground with his fingers tremblingly, and rushed out of the door without caring about anything.

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Han Ruchu looked at the butler, who immediately raised his hand, stood up on the ground, limped up the stairs.

Han Ruchu frowned when he saw the butler limping. As soon as he entered the bedroom, he asked, "Isn't you just letting you act like you're hurt, just pretending to be injured, why did you really hurt yourself?"

"When I hit Miss Xiao Qiao, I used too much force and I accidentally twisted my ankle."

Han Ruchu nodded, and just as he was about to speak, suddenly a knock on the door came from the bedroom: "Madam."

Han Ruchu sat on the bed first, pretending to be sick, and then said, "Come in."

The servant took a cell phone and handed it to Han Ruchu, whispering: "This seems to be Miss Xiao Qiao's cell phone."

Han Ruchu saw that the phone was covered with blood, and a trace of disgust flashed between her eyebrows and eyes. She pointed to the coffee table, signaled the servant to put it there, and then said, "Aunt Yun was in a hurry just now, and accidentally hit Qiao Qiao. She also sprained her foot. Please help her to your house to rest."
Chapter completed!