Thick smoke rushed towards her, making it impossible for her to breathe.

Someone poured oil downstairs and the fire was spreading rapidly.

She tried to flee, but the upstairs door was sealed and could not be opened.

She felt desperate, and the huge amount of smoke that kept being inhaled into her lungs made her feel dizzy.

She coughed desperately, trying to find a glimmer of life.

She went to the window and beat on it with all her strength, calling for help.

She has used up her crow's mouth today, otherwise she could have made the door explode!

She covered her nose with her hands and waved a rechargeable desk lamp at the window.

Call for help.

However, the fire spread too quickly and the house she lived in was made of wood, so after being poured with oil, it burned very badly.

The fire was simply unstoppable.

The fire was everywhere, the smoke was thick, and she felt suffocated and powerless.

She lay weakly on the ground, coughing from the thick smoke, and feeling a burning sensation all around her.

"Xu Xingran!"

In her hazy consciousness, she seemed to hear someone shouting her name at the top of her lungs.

The scary thing is that this voice actually sounds like He Hansheng.

She smiled bitterly.

Even at this time, she was still hallucinating He Hansheng's voice.

When she was half conscious, she seemed to hear the sound of a window breaking.

A piece of wood fell down from the beam due to the scorching heat.

Direction, her face.

She closed her eyes weakly.

I'm going to die...

At the end of her memory, she seemed to hear a dull groan from someone.

Then some liquid dripped onto her face, and a few drops landed on her lips.

Slightly salty.

She completely lost consciousness...

When she woke up again, the pungent smell of disinfectant was smelled.

She thought of the burning sensation before death, and she immediately opened her eyes.

What I saw was a luxurious house with a white ceiling and white facilities in the room. She had an IV in her hand.

There was also a person lying beside her.

His features were sharp, his face was pale, and his eyes were closed, as if he was immersed in pain.

Xu Xingran frowned slightly.

"Why are you still with He Hansheng after you die?"

Wei Zheng, who happened to push the door open, heard these words.

Wei Zheng was wearing a white coat, holding an injection in his hand, and his face looked calm.

"You're not dead."

Xu Xingran looked at him puzzledly.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Wei Zheng, and I'm He Hansheng's personal doctor."

Xu Xingran had not yet recovered from the scene in the fire. She thought it was all an illusion of death.

So it’s true?

So, the voice she heard at that time was really He Hansheng?

Wei Zheng walked over to He Hansheng and pushed the syringe into his arm.

"When the wood fell, it was He Hansheng who blocked it for you. A large part of his back was burned, but he managed to carry you out of the fire. You are fine, but he suffered serious injuries."

Xu Xingran: ...

He Hansheng had taken off his clothes, leaving him shirtless with a heavy bandage tied around his back.

Wei Zheng looked at her with a smile.

"What is your relationship with He Hansheng? He risked his life to save you. As far as I know, he came to Country H to look for someone. Was it you?"

Xu Xingran: ...

Facing Wei Zheng's burning and inquiring gaze, Xu Xingran didn't know how to answer.

She couldn't answer any of the questions.

It was indeed He Hansheng who saved her.

This is undeniable.

So she couldn't understand He Hansheng.

Every time she and Xia Qingqing were together, he would choose Xia Qingqing without hesitation.

As long as Xia Qingqing is not here.

He jumped off a cliff for her.

Into the fire for her.

Does He Hansheng have split personality?

Xu Xingran rubbed his temple, and his handsome face looked tired.

"I won't disturb him from resting. I'll go to another room to rest."

As she said this, she was about to get out of bed.

But her hand was firmly grasped by a big hand.

Even when He Hansheng was unconscious, he held her hand tightly and refused to let go.

Wei Zheng had no idea what was going on after seeing this.

He smiled and said to her, "You'd better not go anywhere here. He definitely doesn't want you to leave."

Xu Xingran: ...

The key is that she wants to leave!

She tried to break free, but He Hansheng's big hand was like welding and she couldn't get rid of it at all.

Finally she deflated, leaned back on the bed, her eyes empty.

The fire yesterday must have been caused by someone trying to harm her.

She had only been in this town for a short time and had no enemies.

The only explanation is Zhang Ke.

Xu Xingran curled her lips coldly.

Zhang Ke, it’s better not to let her meet him, otherwise, her mother’s share will be counted together!

Xu Xingran was on an IV drip, and He Hansheng was also on an IV drip. There might be a hypnotic ingredient in the medicine, and she fell asleep unknowingly.

When she woke up again, there was a big, burning hand on her waist.

She was startled.

Struggled violently.

"uh-huh……"

A muffled groan came from my ear.

He Hansheng's deep voice rang in her ears.

"Don't move."

The voice was cold, but one could still hear a hint of pain in it.

He Hansheng was seriously injured.

Not only did he have a burn on his back, but he was also badly injured when the wood hit him, causing him to spit blood.

There is also damage to the internal organs.

The sky outside the window was filled with rosy clouds, with a hazy and gorgeous beauty.

She gently took away He Hansheng's hand on her waist, then gently got off the bed.

"You are a patient, you should take some rest."

He Hansheng moved his body, his movements were a little clumsy and difficult. He propped up his back with a pillow and looked at her indifferently.

Looking him up and down.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure she was okay.

Then he said in a gentle tone: "Don't run away. It's very dangerous abroad. If I hadn't been there yesterday, you would have died."

Death. He Hansheng frowned when he said this word.

He doesn't want to say.

But it is true.

His people searched all the painting schools in country H and finally found where Xu Xingran was.

He rushed over without stopping for a moment.

I also found out her address.

The fire was everywhere.

He accurately saw Xu Xingran asking for help at the window in the dark.

That scene will be unforgettable for the rest of my life.

Xu Xingran looked at He Hansheng with a probing and complicated gaze.

She thought He Hansheng would be angry.

I didn't expect him to sound so calm.

Xu Xingran sighed.

"He Hansheng, we have broken up. I like my current life. Please let me go, okay?"

He Hansheng lowered his eyes and looked at her, his eyes gradually darkening.

"Is it because of him? The guy you live with."

His tone was calm, but Xu Xingran could still hear some gnashing of teeth.

Xu Xingran knew that He Hansheng was talking about Zhuang Yanqing.

He Hansheng also knew that it was Zhuang Yanqing, but he was too proud to say Zhuang Yanqing's name.

It seems like this name is hot.

Xu Xingran sighed helplessly: "If you want to think so, I can't help it."