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Chapter 32 She Became the Biggest Joke

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    That day, she gave up her pride and knelt in the rain for half an hour in front of everyone, which became the most ridiculous joke.

    Shen Zhichu's tears fell one by one, falling on Li Jingshen's clothes and smudged into one piece, she hated him too much, but she hated herself even more.

    Shen Changnan's death made her unable to forgive Li Jingshen, let alone herself.

    Li Jingshen seemed to feel her hatred, his hands trembled a little, and there was only one thought in his mind, if Shen Changnan really died, why would Shen Zhichu stay by his side willingly.

    He can't let Shen Zhichu leave him, absolutely not!

    The phone rang, and Li Jingshen came back to his senses. He hugged Shen Zhichu with one hand and took out the phone from his pocket with the other to answer the call.

    The call was from Zhao Qian. As soon as the call was connected, there was an anxious voice from inside.

    "Mr. Li, Shen Changnan committed suicide by jumping off the building on the way to the court. He died on the spot. What should we do with the corpse?"

    Li Jingshen's chest was congested, and a momentary panic flashed through his eyes. For the first time, he was caught in a dilemma, and he didn't know how to reply to Zhao Qian's words.

    He couldn't help taking the phone away, lest Shen Zhichu hear the voice.

    "President Li, please give me a reply. Do you need to tell Ms. Shen about Shen Changnan's death?" The person on the phone asked urgently without getting a reply.

    "I'll go over later, you deal with it first." Li Jing took a deep breath and hung up the call.

    Shen Zhichu's body was completely limp in her arms, as if "dead", she closed her eyes and tears kept streaming down the corners of her eyes.

    Li Jingshen reached out to wipe away the tears on her face, and touched the corners of her eyes with his fingers, Shen Zhichu opened his eyes, the pupils were red and the eyes were dead and desolate.

    "I want to see him."

    Li Jingshen replied: "Okay, I'll take you to see it."

    The blood on Shen Zhichu's hands rubbed against Li Jingshen's clothes, the smell of rust was very greasy, Li Jingshen was a little cleanliness, and only frowned when he saw it.

    Just as I was thinking about what to do, the nurse came out after completing the formalities.

    After seeing the situation here, he hurried over with guilt and uneasiness on his face: "Miss Shen, are you okay? It's all my fault, you should be allowed to lie down in the ward."

    Shen Zhichu nestled in Li Jingshen's arms, making it impossible to see her face, but judging from her trembling body, one could guess that she was enduring great pain at the moment.

    The nurse didn't know what happened, but seeing the gloomy expression on the man's face and the chaos in the place, he guessed that the two must have had a fight.

    The nurse was instinctively afraid of Li Jingshen. The man who has been in the upper class for a long time has a deterrent force. Usually, a straight face is enough to make people breathless, let alone a gloomy face at this time. Obsidian  His pupils were covered with frost.

    "Clean up the floor, I'll take her out for a while and be back soon."

    "But Doctor Qin said that he needs an infusion."

    "Tell him that I will take Shen Zhichu back to the hospital within three hours. If he is worried, he can call, and I will send someone to the hospital to get the medicine."

    Having said that, what else can she do?  The nurse blamed himself, and quickly cleaned up the wheelchair and the infusion tube medicine bags on the ground.

    Everyone seemed useless in front of this man, Li Jingshen put Shen Zhichu back on the wheelchair, took the gauze and disinfectant from the nurse and gave her hands a simple treatment.

    The needle wound on my hand was about six centimeters long, and it hurt to look at the bloody skin.

    Shen Zhichu was afraid of pain, but this time he didn't even frown.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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