"Go to hell!" Xia Qingge's sudden move caught Du Qiaochen by surprise. Before he could say anything, he saw a fruit knife with a cold light stabbing straight at him, but he was still a
He wrapped his arms around Xia Qingge's waist and hugged him tightly. He didn't let go when the dagger pierced his body. His eyes followed Xia Qingge's movements, but he completely ignored the cold knife that stabbed him.
It was as if the knife pierced into someone other than his own body, as if he didn't care.
He just wanted to see what the woman in front of him looked like when she stabbed the knife into his heart, whether there was a trace of hesitation or a trace of intolerance. When he saw the woman's pale cheeks and tear-stained face,
At this time, she suddenly laughed, weak and pale, it turned out that she still couldn't bear it! Although the price was a bit high in exchange for such a recognition, Du Yuochen was happy with it! It's worth it, everything is worth it,
Even at this moment, she was trying to make up for it with anger.
"Hiss..." The people around her took a breath of cold air. No one saw clearly how her hand slowly picked up the fruit knife on the table. What they saw was that the fruit knife sank into her body.
A moment of scarlet.
Xia Qingge's hand stopped in the air, and he stared blankly at the pale but smiling face in front of him. The originally pale face became even paler, huge beads of sweat kept falling down, and tears poured down in large drops.
Rolling down, his body instinctively retreated, shaking his head in disbelief, looking at the blood gushing out of the man's chest in horror...
Du Yuechen didn't give her a chance to step back. She took a few steps back, and then he pulled her back into his arms. Her body was pressed tightly against his arms, so close.
After observing, Xia Qingge discovered that his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat and his thin lips turned white. Perhaps it was due to pain. His strong body was trembling slightly and uncontrollably.
She suddenly felt so sad that she couldn't restrain herself from being restrained by him. While tearing at him, she kept struggling to retreat: "Let me go, let me go, you bastard, bastard, go to hell, go to hell, let go."
Me." Du Qiaochen remained motionless and allowed her to kick and hit him. Several blows hit his injured heart, causing a dull pain, but he remained unmoved, as if he would rather die than let go.
her hands.
"Let me go, let me go." Xiaqingge was tearing at his unbreakable prison like crazy. His face was covered with tears and blood, making it difficult to tell which ones were tears, which ones were sweat, and which ones were sweat.
The blood on his body.
His eyes were tightened and his face was pale. She did not use all her strength in that stabbing blow, but the blood hole kept bleeding. At this moment, his consciousness was not as clear as before. During this period, he endured the severe pain and held her
He put more force on his wrist and pulled her into his arms, staring at her little face full of embarrassment and tears for a moment.
His heart skipped a beat, his thin lips parted slightly, and an evil smile froze at the corners of his lips: "Do you really hate me so much?" He looked at her watery black eyes and said this, clearly seeing the pain and burning in her eyes.
Not just his eyes, but also his heart.
She nodded while crying, sobbing, looking blankly and numbly at his face so close at hand. "Why don't you avoid it? You obviously...you can obviously avoid it...why don't you avoid it.
.....I will not forgive you, no... Even if you die in front of me, I will... I will not forgive you, if you die in front of me, I will lose
Everything about me will never come back, Shen Yake will never come back, and my child will not...let alone come back, never come back."
"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!" Xia Qingge couldn't help saying she hated him, as if to numb her heart and keep it cold, don't waver, don't feel bad... Don't be intolerant of him!
Du Liaochen gave a bitter smile, but in the end he didn't explain anything. He didn't explain anything about Shen Yake or the child, and he shouldered all her hatred on himself.
She wouldn't believe Shen Yake's explanation, and as for the child, it was indeed his fault, and he deserved to die!
"Then you should push harder and pierce deeper." As he said this, before she could struggle or anyone else could react, he held her hand and inserted the knife into his heart a little deeper.
"Ah." Like waking up from a dream, Xia Qingge suddenly woke up. He looked at his hand holding the handle of the knife again in horror. He gasped for air like he couldn't breathe. He pushed him away with all his strength and shook him violently. Head down.
However, when she pushed him away vigorously, she took the knife out smoothly. There was still liquid dripping from the tip of the knife: "Ah..." There was another frightened scream, and it was lost. Like a god, she let the knife fall straight on the concrete floor, making a crisp sound. Why, he did this, why? He could obviously stop her. When she picked up the fruit knife, she clearly felt his body There was a moment of stiffness. He knew what she was going to do, so why didn't he run away? Why didn't he run away?
She was panicked, her whole body seemed lifeless, her arms hung down weakly, and her large coat was exposed due to the struggle just now... Du Yuochen took a breath of air, what was that, he clearly saw her There was dripping blood and a hideous wound on her slender wrist. When did she cut her wrist and how much blood did she bleed? Damn it, she kept bleeding, but he didn't notice that she wanted to commit suicide!
His heart throbbed, and he subconsciously took a step forward toward her. His vision went dark, and the unbearable pain invaded him. The moment before he fell to the ground, his anxious voice still came out, and he shouted: "Xia Qing "Ge." Then his mind went blank and he fell straight down. At this moment, when Xia Qingge fell to the ground, his eyes were blurred, he had a splitting headache, and the pain in his wrist was like a poisonous snake that had sucked up her blood. She I tried my best to open my eyes, but couldn't.
His vision went dark, and he fell straight down...
The people outside the house took a breath of air-conditioning. When they rushed into the house, they only heard Du Jiaochen anxiously shouting, "Xia Qingge". At the same time, the two people inside the house fell down together.
"President" and "young mistress" everyone shouted in unison, but the two of them had already fallen into a coma and could not hear their anxious and eager calls at all.
"Quickly, call Dr. Li and the others over here." Abang finally regained his composure as he looked at the two people who were unconscious and covered in blood. Fortunately, when they came, the CEO was thoughtful and brought a medical team. Come here, otherwise it would be like this today... Hey, how could two such good people end up like this? Do they have to be covered in bruises to stop?
So, in a small house of less than ten square meters, a dozen people in white coats came and went, and on a simple single bed, a man and a woman were lying flat on their backs, with the same pale face, the same bloodstains all over their bodies, and the same stubbornness With their tightly pursed lips, the two unconscious people fell into a state of unconsciousness...
A wound on the heart was bleeding profusely, and a wound on the wrist had long solidified, as if there was no more blood flowing out of the body. It was obvious that the wound was cut with a sharp instrument, and the leading doctor glanced at it calmly.
There were shards of glass on the ground, and a fruit knife lying on the ground not far away with fresh blood coagulated on the tip, a sigh.
Fortunately, it was not cut with a knife. Otherwise, after such a long time, the blood would have been drained long ago, and even the Daluo gods could not save him. As for their always cold CEO, he almost died, no matter how deep the knife was,
Little by little, pierce the heart, and you won't be able to survive. Hey, what kind of deep hatred can there be? One has to commit suicide by cutting his wrists, and the other almost dies, lying here half dead? Isn't it good to live well?
The operation continued until nearly eight o'clock in the evening. No one, including the doctors present, drank a sip of water or ate a little food. After the operation, they all came down from the operating table exhausted, feeling greatly relieved.
In one breath, my life was saved.
"Doctor Li, how are you?" Abang glanced inside worriedly and looked at Dr. Li with a searching gaze.
"Fortunately, I brought out all the equipment I needed this time, and everything is fine. I'm bleeding too much, and if nothing happens, I'll wake up tomorrow morning, but there's one thing I don't understand...
"Dr. Li hesitated, wondering whether he should ask.
"The person inside is the CEO's wife." Abang seemed to know his doubts, and everyone present could hear clearly that what was inside was the legendary dead CEO's wife, Du Yuochen's wife.
"Mrs. CEO?" Dr. Li seemed a little unbelievable. It is said that she died two years ago? No wonder, it turned out to be the wife of the CEO, the legendary CEO's wife who caused the dramatic change in the temperament of President Du Da. No wonder?
"Dr. Li, thank you for your hard work. The president will not treat you badly." Abang said politely.
A group of people walked out of the door in a mighty manner, and Abang glanced at the two people in the room who were still pale and unconscious. He closed the door and coldly ordered: "Tonight, we will change shifts every four hours. Take turns."
Guard this door, and no one else is allowed to enter, otherwise they will be killed without mercy." There are not a few people on the road who want to kill the president. He must not let the president be in any danger. This is his mission and his responsibility.
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There are two people lying on the bed. Because the space of the bed is very small, they are very close to each other. Even each other's weak breaths can hit the other person's face. They have various tubes and ventilators inserted into their bodies.
There was a faint ticking sound, clearly two people breathing the same fate.
Lying side by side on the bed like this, you feel clearly like a pair of lovers who live and die together. Even life is blended into one. Who would have thought that the injury on her wrist was actually to escape from him and worship him?
But the wound on his heart was stabbed by her without hesitation, as if they had experienced a catastrophe, the two of them had exhausted all their strength and sharpness, like children who had lost all consciousness.
They cuddled together motionless.
There is a feeling of breathing and sharing the same fate, and relying on each other for life... Falling into a deep sleep...
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