Married by Accident Taming the Billionaire (Cecilia)
Chapter 422 The Emergency in First Class

Chapter 422 The Emergency in First Class

"Cece."

"Why are you here?"

Cecelia looked up and down at him, curious about his appearance.

Jersey's face looked sickly pale, and he was much thinner. His eyes were slightly sunken.

"Wherever you are, I am there."

Jersey said he would protect her, and wherever she was, he would be there.

Because his injury had not fully healed, he could not easily become angry, and he was a little restrained emotionally, making his tone sound somewhat cold.

Hearing him say this, Cecelia couldn't describe what she felt inside. She always felt that Jersey now seemed a little different from before.

Remington stared at Jersey with a dark face and warned, "Mr. Bowman, you may not know that I have proposed to Cece, and Cece has also promised to marry me." "I don't agree with you proposing to Cece when I'm seriously injured."

Jersey didn't hide his inner thoughts. He was indeed unconvinced. After he came back to life, his heart ached when he heard that Remington had proposed to Cecelia. "Mr. Nelson, have you forgotten who hurt me?"

Jersey suddenly grabbed Remington's collar and looked directly at him.

"I admit it is me who hit you."

Remington slapped away Jersey's hand.

Feeling that the two men had an unfavorable aura, Cecelia was afraid that they would fight on the plane, so she quickly changed the topic. "Jersey, you... Is your wound healed?" Jersey averted his cold gaze and looked at Cecelia before he restrained his hostility.

"Not yet. You see, my heart is injured."

Jersey suddenly lifted his clothes and revealed his left chest. The wound on it had not healed yet, and it was still bandaged.

"I'm sorry..."

When Cecelia saw the wound, her eyes were somewhat complex.

If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have been injured.

"Don't say sorry, Cece. It's nothing for me to get hurt for you. I'm willing to do it."

"Just call me by my name!"

Cecelia also couldn't stand him calling her by her nickname, and said, "Your wound is not fully healed, you shouldn't run around!"

Jersey's eyes darkened and he said angrily, "I know, but I can't stand someone's despicable behavior! In the name of saving you, he wants to kill me!"

Jersey gave Remington a cold glance, condemning Remington's behavior at that time as too despicable and ungentlemanly.

Remington did not explain because whatever he said was superfluous.

Cecelia felt that Jersey had a misunderstanding of Remington in this matter, so she explained, "Jersey, Remington just hurt you by mistake. He didn't mean it. At that time, he didn't see clearly that it was you." "Don't explain it for him. He cannot bear the sight of me and wants to get rid of me. Only if I'm gone, no one will compete with him for you."

Jersey's eyes were a little melancholy, and he said earnestly, "Cecelia, if I'm gone one day, you must sharpen your eyes and take a good look at the people around you."

He said this obviously to imply that Remington was not a good person. If he died, it must be Remington who did it.

"Mr. Bowman, I admit that I am responsible for injuring you last time, but there is no need for you to say such words in front of Cece to slander me."

Remington could hardly restrain his anger, and his hands on both sides were clenched into fists.

If it weren't for Jersey's injury, Remington might have already punched Jersey.

"I'm just stating the facts, and I'm not slandering you, unless you have a guilty conscience."

"Don't think I dare not beat you!"

Remington grabbed the Jersey's collar and pushed him against the cabin wall.

Seeing this, Cecelia quickly put her arms around Remington and persuaded him, "Remington, calm down! Don't do it! His injury hasn't healed yet!" Remington snorted in anger and loosened his grip, but the next second, Jersey slid down the wall and fell to the ground, and then fell into a coma. "Jersey... Jersey..."

Cecelia squatted down to check his condition, feeling a bit anxious.

Remington's eyes were piercing. He stared at the man on the ground and said with certainty, "Cece, he's definitely faking fainting. Don't fall for it!"

Whether or not he was in a coma, Jersey's injuries had not healed, and the probability of him being in a coma was relatively high.

Cecelia couldn't care less about anything else as human life was of utmost importance. "Whether it's true or not, human life matters! Remington! Hurry up! Help him back to his seat!"

Remington could see that Cecelia was worried about Jersey at the moment, and he felt very uncomfortable, but he still asked his men to come and help.

The bodyguards brought by Jersey took the lead and helped Jersey back to his seat, with the backrest lowered so that Jersey could lie on it.

Cecelia had checked Jersey and found that his eyeballs did not move, and his breathing, pulse, and blood pressure had all changed. He was definitely in a coma. She said urgently, "His condition is not good! He needs emergency treatment!"

"I can do it! Cecelia!" Adam volunteered.

"We can't do CPR because his heart is injured. Pressing on it will only worsen his condition."

Cecelia had to do it herself. "Snow, please give me the needle bag in my bag!"

"Okay."

Snow quickly came forward to help Cecelia. After finding the needle bag, she did the disinfection and handed it to Cecelia.

Cecelia stuck gold needles into several acupoints on Jersey's body. After a period of careful twisting and pulling out, Jersey also slowly came around.

Cecelia and Snow both breathed a sigh of relief as Jersey reopened his eyes.

Remington and Adam stood by and watched, without saying a word.

He didn't believe that Jersey had fainted just now, just like Jersey didn't believe that he had accidentally hurt him.

They both suspected each other's means!

"Cecelia......"

Jersey regained consciousness.

Cecelia said softly, "Jersey, you're fine now. Lie down and rest. Don't move anymore. When you get off the plane, go to the hospital for a checkup." "Can you accompany me? Okay?"

His tone was weaker, and his weak gaze was fixed on Cecelia.

Cecelia paused for two seconds. Thinking of the favor she owed him, she eventually nodded. "Okay, let's talk about it later! First, take a break!"

After taking care of Jersey, Cecelia returned to her seat. Remington also sat down and stared deeply at Jersey.

He wanted to see what tricks Jersey would use to get close to Cecelia.

After a period of smooth flight, the plane finally landed smoothly at the Center City Airport.

Whitegon and Featheron prepared a special car fleet in advance to pick them up at the airport.

After everyone got off the plane, Cecelia asked Remington to go back to the Nelson Residence first, and she would take Jersey to the hospital and then find him. Remington was angry, but he had no choice.

He felt that Jersey was now a hot potato.

Not only was Jersey weak and sickly, but he also pretended to be pitiful. He couldn't be scolded or beaten, and Remington had to ensure that he stayed alive.

Otherwise, if something happened to Jersey, he would be the first to be suspected.

The hospital gave Jersey a physical examination and found that Jersey's injury had not healed and needed to be hospitalized, so Cecelia helped arrange for him to be admitted to hospital. After handling everything, Cecelia was ready to leave, but Jersey was reluctant to let her go. "Cecelia, are you leaving?"

"Well, I'm going back to see my child. You just recuperate here!"

Cecelia walked out a few steps and suddenly stopped. She turned to look at him. "By the way, do I need to inform your family to take care of you?"

"My family?"

Jersey's brows furrowed. He didn't quite understand who Cecelia was referring to.

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