Extreme Pampering After Marriage

  Chapter 625 I will die

  There was a strong smell of blood in the cold air, and the bright red color made Mo Zhiyun immediately turn around to avoid his sight, trying his best to suppress the discomfort in his heart.

   I don’t know what happened to Wen Xingchen, but what if she died in front of him?

  I have no reason or obligation to save her.

   Stiff legs moved, wanting to leave this place that was about to suffocate her.

  Seeing that she was leaving, Wen Xingchen couldn't wait to say, "Mo Zhiyun, if you don't save me, I will die...save me...please!"

  A pair of watery eyes were filled with mist, and she looked at her back pleadingly.

  The desire for life is far greater than the jealousy for Mo Zhiyun.

  Mo Zhiyun stopped suddenly, turned around and met her eyes, which were full of desire to survive.

   "Please..." Wen Xingchen's white teeth had already bit his lip, and he choked up.

  No one wants to die, no one is not afraid of death.

  Mo Zhiyun took a deep breath, looked up at the boundless night sky, without any light spots, it was pitch black like a monster with a **** mouth, trying to engulf the city.

  If it were a passerby, she would have rescued her without hesitation, but Wen Xingchen...

   This is the chief culprit who caused her to lose her child and caused Lu Heyun to hurt her.

  In the conflict and struggle of the battle between heaven and man, I caught a glimpse of Wen Xingchen's face getting worse and worse, and finally when she was about to fall down, she gritted her teeth and turned around and walked quickly.

  Holding her up, he took the scarf from his neck and wrapped it around her bloodstained palm.

  Take out the mobile phone and dial the emergency number, report the address and the situation, and when I hang up the phone, I see Wen Xingchen's face as pale as paper, with eyelashes drooping continuously.

He raised his hand and patted her cheek a few times, "Wen Xingchen, I don't care what's wrong with you, but you support me. The ambulance will come soon. On the first day of the new year, if you die in front of me, I'm afraid of bad luck for a whole year!"

  Wen Xingchen leaned on her shoulder, although she tried her best to lift her eyes up, she was about to fall into shock due to excessive blood loss.

  Just at the last second of coma, she murmured, "Mo Zhiyun, why does your kindness make me so jealous..."

  If it were her, if Mo Zhiyun was about to die in front of her, she would definitely leave without looking back.

  But Mo Zhiyun stayed to save himself.

  Perhaps this is the biggest difference between Mo Zhiyun and Wen Xingchen.

  Ten minutes later, an ambulance arrived, Wen Xingchen was carried into the ambulance, Mo Zhiyun was the caller, and was asked to go with the car to the hospital.

   After all, you have to pay the bill personally and explain the situation to the doctor.

  Wen Xingchen was sent to the emergency room, while Mo Zhiyun was asked by the nurse to register and pay the fee.

Mo Zhiyun went to pay the fee, and when he returned to the emergency room with the form, he heard the doctor say, "You are not careful, you know that the patient has hemophilia, but you are not careful, if you send it a few minutes later, the patient will be gone." .”

  Mo Zhiyun's mind went blank for a while, "What? What is hemophilia?"

  The doctor frowned, "You don't know? Aren't you her friend?"

  She mechanically shook her head, "I'm just passing by..."

The doctor looked enlightened, and immediately explained to her in a friendly manner: "Simply speaking, there is a problem with the blood coagulation function. Ordinary people can stop bleeding with their own blood coagulation function after cutting their fingers, but people like them cut their fingers. Fingers don’t have blood coagulation function, the blood won’t stop, and they will die at any time. Hemophiliacs are also called glass people, this patient is really careless…”

  Coagulation disorders!

   A certain image flashed in Mo Zhiyun's mind. When Lu Heyun saw Wen Xingchen was injured, his expression was so nervous...

  He said that Wen Xingchen has a disease and may die at any time!

   It turned out that he didn't lie to himself, Wen Xingchen was really sick and might die at any time.

   "Can this disease be cured?"

  The doctor shook his head, "There is currently no cure for this disease, but if you take medicine on time and return to the doctor, be careful in life, don't get injured and bleed, and you can basically live for decades."

   But the problem is that there will always be bumps and bumps in daily life, no matter how careful you are, there is no way to avoid bleeding...

  For ordinary people, cutting a finger can heal within a few days, but it can directly kill them!

  Wen Xingchen was transferred to the ward, still in a coma, lying emaciated and quietly on the hospital bed.

  Poor people must have something to hate. At this moment, Mo Zhiyun couldn't tell whether she was more pitiful or more hateful.

   Forget it, she has nothing to do with me.

  I have done what I should do, and it is good to have no regrets.

  Mo Zhiyun turned around and walked towards the elevator entrance, and when the elevator slowly opened, his eyes collided with Chen Jing unexpectedly.

   "President Mo..." Chen Jing was also surprised when she saw her, "Why are you here? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

  Mo Zhiyun walked into the elevator and shook his head, "I met a sick patient on the side of the road, and I will send her to the hospital."

  Hearing her saying she was fine, Chen Jingxuan's heart dropped.

   "Why did you come to the hospital at night?" Mo Zhiyun asked back.

   "A friend is hospitalized. Tonight is New Year's Eve, so I'll come over to see him."

  She was afraid that that person was alone, too lonely.

  Mo Zhiyun nodded, looked at the constantly changing numbers in the elevator, and chatted casually, "How are you doing? Do you have a new job?"

   Although Xiaoyun Capital is gone, with her working ability, she should not have to worry about finding a good job.

   "Before I was busy with work and didn't have a vacation. It just so happens that the Spring Festival is about to come. I plan to rest for a while and wait until the New Year is over."

   "If you need anything, you can come to me at any time." Mo Zhiyun still appreciates Chen Jing's ability to work.

   "Thank you, President Mo."

  With a ding, the elevator door opened, and the two walked to the hospital door and separated.

  Chen Jing went to the parking lot to pick up the car, while Mo Zhiyun walked to the side of the road to hail a car.

  Although Chen Jing offered to send her off, she was declined. Let her go back to rest early on New Year's Eve.

  Mo Zhiyun stood in the cold wind and looked at the empty road, occasionally passing a car, not even a taxi.

  Take out your phone to see if you can call an online car-hailing car, when a flash of inspiration suddenly occurs in your mind.

  With Chen Jing's personality, she probably doesn't have many friends, so how many people can let her visit the hospital in the middle of the night or New Year's Eve!

   But, didn’t that person say he left Mocheng?

  Holding the mobile phone, he involuntarily clenched his hands tightly, his heart was filled with waves, and he turned around and walked towards the hospital almost without hesitation.

  While walking briskly, echoing the floor where the elevator stopped before coming down—the 17th floor.

  The 17th floor is the VIP ward. There is no one in the nurse station at the moment, so she looks for the wards along the corridor.

  Most of them are empty wards. Occasionally, there are gray-haired old people in the ward, or teenagers who refuse to sleep on their mobile phones in the middle of the night.

  At the end of the corridor, Mo Zhiyun pushed open the door of the ward, looked sideways at the bed...

   Ask for a monthly ticket~~~~

  (end of this chapter)