Chapter 1188 I Don’t Want Anything but You (4)

Chris was helpless with her and gave a look to his subordinates following behind.

The subordinates turned and left.

After more than ten minutes, the door of the operating room opened and a doctor came out.

Several people surrounded him at the same time and asked about Ye Sijue's condition.

The doctor smiled and said, "The operation went smoothly. The patient is in good condition now. Now the operation is in the final stage. Generally speaking, there will be no problems. You can rest assured."

This sentence made Mu Xiaoxiao and others feel relieved. Only Yin Shaojie glanced at Chris with his peripheral vision.

At this time, Chris took Anil's hand and said, "You heard it too. He is fine now. Now you can rest assured to go back with me, right?"

"But I..." Anil was unwilling to leave. Of course, she wanted to stay.

"Anil, you just promised me this. Let's go. It's really late. If you listen to me, I will let you see him tomorrow. Otherwise...you know I have a way to make you never see him." Chris threatened.

Anil was very reluctant, but she couldn't argue with Chris, and was finally taken away by force.

After their figures left.

Yin Shaojie shot his sharp eyes at the doctor, "What you just said, is it false? Did someone ask you to say that?"

The doctor looked embarrassed, but seeing that Prince Chris had left, he nodded and admitted it.

Mu Xiaoxiao widened her eyes in anger. "How could you... do this!"

Wasn't this just making her happy for nothing?

More importantly, Anier just believed it and thought that Ye Sijue was really fine, so she went with Chris.

Too much!

This Chris is too treacherous!

If she wasn't worried about Ye Sijue's condition, Mu Xiaoxiao really wanted to chase him out and scold Chris. If possible, she wanted to beat him up, and let Anier know the true face of that bad guy!

Yin Shaojie asked the doctor seriously, "What is the real situation of my friend?"

The doctor looked embarrassed, "The situation of the injured... is not very optimistic..."

...

Although she returned to the castle, Anier was completely lost and looked like her soul was still in the hospital.

Chris pulled her into the room, held her shoulders and said, "Go take a shower and have a good sleep. You can go to the hospital tomorrow when you wake up."

"Well..." Annelle nodded sullenly.

Chris knew she was not in good condition, so he didn't say much. He directly ordered the maids to help.

Then he left.

About twenty minutes later, Annelle finished her shower, put on her pajamas, and stood by the bed in a dazed state.

Chris walked up to her with a cup in his hand and stuffed it into her hand.

"Drink it obediently, then don't think about anything, sleep, and nothing will happen when you wake up."

Annelle looked down at the cup and slowly drank the milk in it.

Chris took the cup and handed it to the maid beside him.

"Okay, go to bed." He touched her cheek and said gently.

Annelle blinked, her eyelids lifted, and her eyes met his.

She suddenly thought of something and asked, "How did you know I was in the hospital?"

Chris didn't speak.

Anier was not stupid, but at this moment, her mind was unusually sharp. She took a step back, opened her eyes wide in shock, and asked, "You...you sent someone to follow us, right?"