The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 1493: Xia Wan’er Chapter 1

Chapter 1493 Xia Wan'er Chapter 1

"Get out of the way! The horse is mad!" A mad horse was running around in the downtown area, followed by several men dressed as servants, chasing and shouting.

Pedestrians scrambled to the side.

Further back is the lake. Even if the Crazy Horse is not captured by those people, it will fall into the lake and hurt no one.

Suddenly, a woman in the distance holding a candied haws cried out: "Oh my God, my child!"

Everyone looked at Shengsheng and saw that the Crazy Horse turned a corner and ran towards the cabbage stall on the other side, and there was a young child sitting next to the stall.

If it's too late, unless an immortal rescues him, at Crazy Horse's speed, the child will surely die. The people couldn't help but feel sorry.

Just when everyone couldn't bear to watch the child's fate and were about to look away, a ragged beggar with a vegetable leaf in his hand rushed out, and made an early reconciliation at a distance of less than ten feet from the child. The crazy horse hit it.

Everyone watched the beggar being kicked three feet away by the Crazy Horse, but unfortunately, the Crazy Horse turned around and ran in another direction where no one was there.

Then everyone reacted and rushed to help.

Xia Wan'er endured the severe pain in her chest and tried to get up, but she was completely unable to exert her strength, choked her breath, and vomited a large mouthful of blood.

It was terrifyingly cold all over her body. She couldn't even look up to take a look at the child. She could only lie on the ground, forced to feel her life being lost bit by bit.

"Thank you, thank you for saving my child!" The woman's cry went from far to near.

Xia Wan'er felt bitter in her heart. This was the first time she heard someone say thank you to her.

I just didn't expect it to be the last time.

She didn't know why she rushed out just now, maybe because of the candied haws that the child handed her yesterday? Or for the pot of vegetable leaves that the child's mother handed her yesterday?

It could also be that moment when she just didn't want to live.

Her thoughts were clearly clear, and she could hear her own heartbeat. There was so much noise in her ears that she couldn't tell whether it was tinnitus or someone talking.

The past was like a revolving lantern flashing before her eyes. Facing her life, Xia Wan'er could not express her feelings.

It's like a mix of flavors and mixed feelings.

For Xia Zian, for her adoptive father Xia Huaijun... She seems to have hatred in her heart, and she seems to be more ashamed.

For Murong Qiao, for her biological mother, Chen Linglong... She does have hatred for her, but she has come to this point. What's the use of hating more.

Fought for a lifetime, robbed for a lifetime, calculated for a lifetime, but ended up in such a situation. If she hadn't robbed Xia Zi'an of Murong Bridge, or calculated those things, I don't know if her ending would have been different.

Xia Wan'er smiled bitterly, how could there be a if.

Time seems to be running out. Her chest cavity seems to be blocked by something, and her breathing can't help but quicken.

Someone seemed to lift her up, but she couldn't open her eyes, so she could only grab the clothes on her chest.

The nails got stuck in the flesh, she wanted to struggle, she felt like she still had things to do if she could.

Perhaps she is still a little unwilling, but there is really no if.

"Get up for me!"

A harsh voice almost pierced Xia Wan'er's ear. Before she could respond, she felt someone pinched her thigh and said even louder, "Xia Wan'er, that's enough, you still want to act. How long!"