Zhang Ziyang suddenly became anxious, rushed back to the room, took out the key to the bathroom, and opened the door in a panic. The scene inside made Zhang Ziyang's eyes widen. Haitang was sitting on the toilet, with a mark on her wrist, and a lot of blood coming from inside.
It flowed down and merged into blooming red flowers on the ground. The red was so sad, beautiful and decisive. Zhang Ziyang was suddenly frightened out of his wits and screamed: "Help, someone is dead!"
The ambulance roared in and took Haitang directly to the hospital. With the efforts of the hospital, Haitang was finally saved after transfusing 800 CC of blood. Director Zhang hurried to the hospital and rushed to his son.
At once
"Loss of blood, rescue now..." Zhang Ziyang started to speak, but was interrupted by Director Zhang. He glared at Zhang Ziyang and said, "I just asked if the person is dead?"
"Not yet... not yet!" Zhang Ziyang shook his head hurriedly.
"That's good, keep this matter secret, don't spread it out, otherwise it will affect my political future!" Director Zhang glanced at Zhang Ziyang, and then walked into the ward. Since he is here, he naturally wants to take a look. After all, he will take action in the future.
A woman. Director Zhang walked into the ward and saw Haitang sleeping peacefully in the ward. Her face had returned to a trace of ruddy color, and her lips were still pale, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness. Zhang Ziyang walked in with a poop, followed by Director Zhang
behind the butt.
Director Zhang couldn't do anything to Haitang in front of his son, so he could only look at Haitang twice like a leader inspecting. His eyes suddenly fell on Haitang's chest. When he saw the gold medal, he was stunned.
He asked curiously: "Hey, what is this?"
"It's just a necklace, right?" Zhang Ziyang replied, what can be hung on Haitang's neck.
"That's not right!" Director Zhang was stunned and immediately reached out to grab it. Zhang Ziyang's eyes widened immediately. He knew his father's character naturally, but he actually reached out to touch his wife in front of him. Although Zhang Ziyang felt sad in his heart,
He was angry but did not dare to say a word. Director Zhang stretched out his hand to hold the fast gold pendant, his eyes suddenly widened, and he muttered: "This... this..."
"Don't... don't touch me!" Haitang woke up suddenly, waved away Director Zhang's hand, and hurriedly stuffed the medal around his neck back into his lapel. Director Zhang was startled by this sudden turn of events, and he slightly
He was angry, but when he saw Haitang's face, he immediately calmed down the anger in his heart. He looked at Haitang kindly and said: "Xiaohai, don't be anxious, tell me slowly if you have anything to do. I just think that thing hanging around your neck is
