"Xiaomeng, Xia Ningmeng, can you hear me?" Wen Yu and He Wei were kneeling beside the bed, their wrists were hastily bandaged and still bleeding. After a while, the bed of the RV was covered with white sheets.

It's blood.

Gong Lixin was still breathing heavily. If such a big thing happened, the first thing he would do was to find the owner.

He took out his mobile phone. The video on Jian Jichen's end was still in video mode. Finally, it was no longer just sound, it was all black, and the first thing that caught his eyes was blood, a lot of blood. Xia Ningmeng's face on the bed was so white that it was scary!

"What's wrong with Ningmeng? Why is there so much blood?" No one had time to pay attention to him.

He Wei's mobile phone was searching for the nearest hospital, and Wen Yu dialed the emergency number and asked the hospital to prepare first aid.

Then he hurriedly called Xia Yixuan.

"Brother, Xiaomeng cut her wrist, and now we are on the way to the hospital."

"How could this happen?"

"It's my fault, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have let her call Mr. Jian. It was me who didn't watch her all the time. I should have taken her away early. She bled a lot.

The knife cut off the artery, and the blood was like a fountain. It was all over the carpet. It was my fault. I didn't look at her properly. I shouldn't have waited for you. It was my fault..."

"Wen Yu, I just got off the plane, please send me the address of the hospital."

Xia Yixuan's phone was particularly chaotic. After a while, Yu Ge's voice came on the phone, asking Wen Yu, "What do you do for food? Why don't you keep an eye on Xia Ningmeng 24 hours a day?", and then there was a man's voice again, asking him where Xia Ningmeng is now.

how's it going?

Wen Yu felt very regretful and held Xia Ningmeng's wrist tightly with both hands. His hands were covered with Xia Ningmeng's blood. That talented woman could not leave like this.

He still needs many translations from her. He has been studying the Three Kingdoms recently, and he also wants to discuss with her why Cao Cao did not become emperor?

"Ningmeng, Ningxiaomeng, don't die, please don't die, don't make me feel guilty for the rest of my life."

They finally arrived at the hospital, and Xia Ningmeng was taken to the operating room by an emergency cart.

The facilities and equipment of hospitals in small European towns are very simple and far inferior to the top tertiary hospitals in China.

The patient in hemorrhagic shock did not have an oxygen mask or a blood transfusion bag, and the wound was not treated in time. The emergency nurse's German and Alemannic dialects were murmuring. Wen Yu could not understand it, and it was difficult to express himself. Fortunately, He Wei, she spoke in German

Can communicate easily.

The door of the emergency room was wide open, and nurses carrying metal trays came in and out. Doctors checked the wounds, stopped the bleeding, sutured, and transfused blood...

Wen Yu's eyes were fixed on Xia Ningmeng's chest. She was still breathing. She was breathing, and she could still save her...

Wen Yu's cell phone rang. Was it Xia Yixuan? He hurriedly answered the phone.

"Wen Yu, how is Ningmeng? Tell me quickly." It was Jian Jichen's voice.

"Still rescuing!"

"Why is there so much blood? What did you do with her?"

Wen Yu kept looking at the emergency room. The plasma had not been delivered yet. He Wei was communicating with the nurse. Three servants and a bodyguard were urging them. The nurse didn't know whether to ask them to pay or register.

Wen Yu said: "Ningmeng has been suffering from depression for three years. She has always said that she would see a doctor when she returns to China, but you have given her no hope of returning again and again. You can just divorce her if you want, so why don't you let her go back? Why,

Why don't you let her go back? You think this place is good, so why don't you stay? Why don't you stay here, but trap her here alone and have trouble walking? Do you know that in this no-man's land, normal people can live there for a month?

She would be crazy, not to mention she has depression. Originally she was only mildly depressed, but you drove her step by step to cut her wrists and commit suicide. Why did you do this to her! What right did you have to take away her young life! "

"I...I didn't know she had depression!"

"Then tell me, what do you know? Know that her birthday is March 15th on the lunar calendar, not March 15th on the solar calendar? Do you know how ironic it is that you give gifts every year on a day that is not her birthday?

Since money is so important to you, why did you start a family? Now that they are divorced, you still want to control her freedom. Why do you have that?"

"We are not divorced!"

"You will never be forgiven!"

The plasma was finally transfused, and the nurse installed a monitor on Xia Ningmeng. The beating lines on the screen told you that her heart was still beating and that Xia Ningmeng was still alive.

Wen Yu didn't listen to Jian Jichen's explanation at all. He only had himself in his heart and was always trying to excuse himself. He didn't even care about how Xia Ningmeng's rescue was going? He just tried to excuse himself.

Wen Yu hung up the phone and came to the bedside, watching the doctor inserting needles and threads into the wound.

The skills of the surgeons here are very poor. Human skin is layered. The doctor did not suture layer by layer, but directly pulled multiple layers. The wound was very tense and gave Xia Ningmeng a thick and ugly piece of skin.

Centipede.

This centipede will tell everyone what kind of despair Xia Ningmeng has experienced!

He remembered the time when he and Xia Ningmeng were injured at the same time. When the doctor sutured Xia Ningmeng, he used very thin sutures and divided them into five layers.

The special No. 7 thread made the scar on her wound almost invisible. The doctor here used a very thick No. 4 thread.

Xia Ningmeng had five or six liquid bottles hanging on her left and right hands. She must be in very bad condition. The doctor's face was full of regret.

Jian Jichen called the bodyguard, who kept saying: "Sir, I'm very sorry."

"Sir, please calm down."

"Sir, I just saw the medicine that Madam had hidden in the bathroom yesterday."

"Sir, I'm sorry!"

He Wei told him that Xia Ningmeng had low blood pressure and the doctor injected her with liquid to replenish brain cells.

Wen Yu asked: "Did the doctor say when she will wake up?"

When He Wei turned around to ask the doctor, Gong Lixin, who was paying the fee, came in from outside. He said, "The shortest time is half an hour, the longest time is two days."

Wen Yu sighed and called Xia Yixuan.

Half an hour later, Xia Yixuan and his party arrived in a hurry. Seeing that everyone was covered in blood, Xia Yixuan was stunned for a long time.

"Ning'er... Ning'er..." Xia Yixuan gently stroked his sister's face with his hands, tears falling on her frighteningly white skin.

"Ning'er, it's my brother's fault." Xia Ningmeng lost too much blood and still didn't wake up. She was as thin as a piece of paper and was covered by a big quilt. The blood on the quilt was shocking.

Wen Yu and Yu Ge were both standing outside the door of the ward, and they looked at each other wordlessly.

Yuge said: "You can take your wife back and leave Xiaomeng to us."

Wen Yu glanced at He Wei from the corner of his eye. He knew that Xia Yixuan would take Xia Ningmeng back to China. He wanted to go back with them. He wanted to accompany Xia Ningmeng out of the gloom, but... he should consider his wife.

"How did you get together? Who is that person?"
Chapter completed!