Chapter 372 Don't see other women, don't lie to her
Feng Xiaoxiao walked out of the bar and slapped her head suddenly, "Oh!" Too bad, because of Weng Qiange's incident, she had completely forgotten about Nie Zheng.
Where is he now?
I quickly took out my mobile phone, and sure enough, there were missed calls on it, all from Nie Zheng. I was in the bar just now, and it was too noisy, so I didn't hear it.
Feng Xiaoxiao quickly called back to Nie Zheng, "Hey, Azheng."
Nie Zheng quickly answered. "Xiao Xiao..."
"I'm sorry, Azheng, are you here yet?" Feng Xiaoxiao apologized as soon as she opened her mouth, "Qiange had something to do just now, so I came to find her."
"Don't worry."
Nie Zheng said, "Xiaoxiao, it's my turn to say sorry to you. There's something wrong with me, and I can't get over it for the time being."
Um?
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned, it turned out to be like this.
So Nie Zheng called just now because he wanted to tell her about this, rather than that he had already arrived?
"It's okay." Feng Xiaoxiao said hurriedly, "You are busy with business and important matters."
He has always been very busy at work, she knows that, and she is not ignorant.
"Yes." Nie Zheng responded, "I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you when I come back."
"Okay." Feng Xiaoxiao agreed with a smile, "Don't call me so stingy. As long as you don't go see other women or lie to me, I'm still very sensible."
"Yeah." Nie Zheng agreed and hung up the phone.
"call--"
Feng Xiaoxiao breathed a long sigh of relief. Although she understood Nie Zheng, she was still a little disappointed in her heart.
The days ahead are long, and she and Nie Zheng are not in a hurry.
On the other side, Nie Zheng was holding his cell phone with a gloomy expression.
Xiaoxiao just said not to see other women and not to lie to her - although he didn't feel sorry for her, he took advantage of both.
Because at this moment, others are already in Ancheng.
The door behind him suddenly opened, and a cry came from inside, "Ah...ahhh, no! Get out! Get out of here!"
Several people who looked like caregivers ran out and looked at Nie Zheng tremblingly. "Mr. Nie, Miss Song's mood is too unstable. There is nothing we can do."
Nie Zheng nodded and walked in with a frown.
The bed was empty, and the infusion needle had been pulled out from the infusion stand, with blood still dripping from the needle.
Nie Zheng held his breath and slowly walked towards the corner.
I found someone at the corner of the bed.
Song Feixue was wearing loose pajamas, with bare feet and disheveled hair. She was curled up in a ball, her body shivering, as if she had been greatly frightened.
Nie Zheng squatted down and spoke slowly.
"Feixue."
"Ah..." As soon as Song Feixue heard the sound, she immediately covered her head and shook her head desperately, "No, no! Don't come over! I beg you, beg you!"
"Feixue..."
Nie Zheng frowned, "Look at me, who am I? I am Nie Zheng, and I will not touch you."
"Nie Zheng?"
Song Feixue reacted and raised her head, but instead of looking at Nie Zheng, she banged her head against the wall behind her.
Bang, bang, bang.
"Feixue?" Nie Zheng was stunned.
Song Feixue's eyes were unblinking, but tears fell in clusters, "I begged Azheng, but he didn't come! He didn't care about me anymore. I begged him so much to save me, but Azheng didn't come."
Hearing this, Nie Zheng felt bitter in his heart.
Although this incident was not his fault, he still felt a little guilty when he saw Song Feixue like this.
Why didn't he believe her at that time? Was she really in danger?
Nie Zheng lowered his tone as much as possible, "Feixue, your hands are bleeding, and you can't hit your head like this, it will hurt you."
"ah……"
Song Feixue didn't seem to hear and covered her head.
"There were so many of them! They tore my clothes, and I asked them not to come over... They, ah..."
Song Feixue's eyes turned red and she yelled uncontrollably.
Nie Zheng's heart tightened and he shouted outside, "Here comes someone!"
"yes."
The doctors and nurses waiting outside came in immediately. Nie Zheng stood up and said, "Give her some medicine!"
"Yes, Mr. Nie."
There was no other way, so several nurses and caregivers went over and pulled Song Feixue up. Song Feixue struggled like crazy, "Ah... don't touch me!"
"Feixue!"
Nie Zheng stepped forward and held her shoulders.
"You see clearly, those people are not here, and Nie Hongxin is not here either! I am Nie Zheng, I am not those people!"
"?" Song Feixue was stunned, looking at Nie Zheng blankly, and murmured, "Are you, Azheng?"
"Um."
Nie Zheng frowned and nodded.
Song Feixue burst into tears and laughed, "By the way, you are Azheng, you really are Azheng..."
Upon seeing this, the doctor immediately took advantage of Song Feixue's moment of confusion to give her an injection.
"Uh..." Song Feixue groaned, her consciousness becoming increasingly blurry, then she closed her eyes and fell into Nie Zheng's arms.
Nie Zheng picked him up and put him on the bed.
The doctor said from the side, "Ms. Song is in the early stages of trauma and her stress reaction is relatively intense. My suggestion is that sedatives are still needed. In her current situation, psychiatric treatment cannot be implemented at all. We can only ensure that she does not harm herself.
"
"Yes." Nie Zheng nodded, "Take good care of her. If you have any questions, please contact me directly."
"Yes, Mr. Nie."
Nie Zheng rubbed his eyebrows and walked out of the room.
He told no one about this matter, including Liao Qingming and the others, because it was related to Song Feixue's reputation.
Nie Zheng was on the balcony, lighting a cigarette.
He rarely smokes and has no craving for cigarettes. But at this moment, his mind is very confused and he needs the anesthesia of tobacco.
That day, he would never have imagined that when Song Feixue asked him for help, it was Nie Hongxin, a beast, who wanted to rape her! Not only that, Nie Hongxin also brought several other men with him...
Nie Hongxin, the man who gave him half of his life, is really a scumbag again and again!
Nie Zheng closed his eyes.
Although, at the beginning, he told Song Feixue that Nie Hongxin should not be approached. However, when things developed to this point, Nie Zheng still regretted it.
Maybe, he should be tougher and prevent Song Feixue and Nie Hongxin from meeting.
However, at this point, all kinds of regrets are of no use. All he can do is to take good care of Song Feixue.
Song Feixue is now mentally fragile and unstable. She is on the verge of collapse at any time and may go crazy.
"Why."
Nie Zheng held his forehead and sighed.
Recalling the year he was in Jingcheng, he went to Nie's house.
At that time, Mr. Nie went to Switzerland for skiing and was not at home. At home, a banquet was being held for a child's birthday, and many guests were invited.
However, no one opened the door for him.
Song Feixue appeared at that time. She opened the door for him, "Zheng, it's you. We haven't seen each other for a long time."
They were classmates in middle school, and they hadn't seen each other since they were in college. Unexpectedly, she still remembered him.
As a guest, Song Feixue led him into Nie's house and gave Nie Zheng a step to step into Nie's house.
So far, Nie Zheng cannot evaluate Song Feixue, because she may not be perfect, but she has never been sorry to him, Nie Zheng.