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Fu Chunxi stood at the gate holding the dying woman in his arms.
She is so light, as if she will float away at any time.
Everywhere he looked, there were all kinds of scars.
No matter how many times he yelled, she still didn't respond at all.
He stared at her pale face, feeling unprecedented panic.
He thought that his heart was already like a dry well, and there would be no more waves, but he still underestimated his heart.
Seeing her dying, his heart still hurts.
Having not seen an ambulance arrive for a long time, he cursed furiously, "Where is the car!"
Yang Keyuan trembled in fright, but fortunately, the sound of "beep beep" the car had arrived.
In the hospital
Lying quietly on the bed was a thin body with straps on.
Seeing that Mr. Fu came to visit again, the servant, Sister Wang, hurried forward.
Fu Chunxi leaned close to the edge of the bed, looked at the little face, and asked softly: "How is she today, is she awake?"
Sister Wang shook her head and comforted: "Sir, I will take good care of my wife. I believe that lucky people have their own destiny!"
Fu Chunxi sat silently for a while and then left.
Sister Wang stepped forward to check it out, held Song Yijing's little hand tightly, and prayed: "Madam, you must wake up. I know you love Mr. very much, as long as you wake up, you can see him!"
At this time, Song Yijing fell into a nightmare again, half of her body was already sunk in the swamp, and the more she struggled, the deeper she sank.
Just when she was thinking of giving up such a painful status quo, she would just sink down and it would be over.
Suddenly, I heard a call beside my ear: "Yijing, where are you? I'm waiting for you!"
Song Yijing suddenly opened her eyes, her mind went blank, she just shouted: "Chunxi, I'm here, I'm so scared, I don't want to die!"
Sister Wang thought that she was feeling unwell, and asked anxiously, "Madam, are you feeling unwell? I'll call the doctor right away."
Song Yijing grabbed her hand instead, and asked anxiously: "Where am I? What's wrong with me, why are my legs tied"
Sister Wang hurriedly freed up her other hand to pat her on the back, comforting: "Madam, we are in the hospital now, you fell from downstairs and have been lying here for more than a week."
Song Yijing tried hard to recall, yes, she was coerced by Yang Keyuan to fall down the stairs.
So, who was it that rescued her?
Thoughts were surging, and her emotions became very excited: "Where is Fu Chunxi, did he send me to the hospital? I have something to tell him!"
Sister Wang became a little embarrassed seeing her like this, because the husband had ordered him to come and see her not many times.
Seeing that she was silent, Song Yijing was on the verge of collapse. He held her hand tightly and asked in a hoarse voice: "Is my leg broken? Has Fu Chunxi never been here?"
Sister Wang repeatedly comforted her: "Sir, indeed, sent you to the hospital. Ma'am, you must not get excited now. The doctor said that your leg will recover after resting for 2 months!"
Song Yijing gradually lowered her hand when she heard it, and her eyes became dull, falling on the immobile leg.
Hehe Now that she has become disabled, I'm afraid he will despise her even more.
"Song Yijing, stop deceiving yourself and others, and stop wishful thinking!"
As the days went by like this, she became extremely quiet, not mentioning any news about Fu Chunxi.
Trying to do rehabilitation or something, sometimes the pain made her face distorted, she bit her lips tightly to keep from crying.
What's the use of crying, no one will love her anymore.
Fortunately, in order to take care of my mother, my father didn't know what happened to her.
Sister Wang pushed her through the corridor, and the big screen above was broadcasting the headlines of the city, and the person in the screen was an interview with the glamorous Yang Keyuan.
The ignorant crowd watching couldn't help admiring: "It's worthy of being the representative of the newly promoted goddess!"
Song Yijing clenched the armrest with both hands, and looked at her in the picture with resentment.
Who would have thought that such an appearance, but a full heart of snakes and scorpions.
At this time, the screen just happened to be placed, and a mysterious character was about to appear on the stage.
Yang Keyuan quickly got up from her seat and murmured coquettishly, "Brother Chunxi."
The host gossiped: "As expected of Mr. Fu, it is true that seeing a hundred things is worth seeing once. This time your company is involved in the entertainment field, and only signed the contract.Ladies and gentlemen, the relationship between the two must be very close! "
Song Yijing was frozen in that picture, the standard suit and leather shoes, even if he didn't say a word, he was still so handsome that people couldn't take his eyes off it.
She actually has to be on such an occasion to meet the husband she misses so much.
Watching him go to great lengths for other women.
The bone-piercing pain was nothing more than that, far less than the pain he brought her, and it was enough to destroy everything.
Sister Wang saw that the situation was not good, so she hurriedly pushed her forward: "Madam, those are all gossip news in the entertainment industry, they are not credible!"
Song Yijing felt that her internal organs were twisted together in pain, and she thought that she could forget all this by pretending to be stupid.
But the more she ignored it, the more the other party got worse, pointing the knife at her chest again and again.
Even if Fu Chunxi wants to divorce her and marry another woman, he cannot marry Yang Keyuan.
It was she who pushed her into the abyss of eternal doom, and wanted to kill her afterwards.
What qualifications does such a woman have to be with the man she loves most!
Thinking of this, Song Yijing yelled sharply: "Go back to the ward, I want to see Fu Chunxi!"
Sister Wang had no choice but to push her into the door when she stood up abruptly and swung a glass on the ground. The next second, she squeezed a shard and pointed it at her wrist.
Sister Wang was completely frightened, "Ma'am, don't do anything stupid, I'll just go and call!"
The shards cut through the palm, and blood dripped out. She expressed her grief and indignation: "Tell him, if he doesn't come today, no matter whether it is cutting his wrists or going on a hunger strike, I will come again!"
It wasn't until Sister Wang got through the phone and vaguely heard that things had turned around that she let go of her hand.
The palms were already bloody and bloody. When she met him once, she actually had to pay the price of self-harm.
Fu Chunxi finally came over that night. At that time, she was sitting by the bed when she heard the knock on the door.
He broke in resolutely, his words were still indifferent, and he yelled at her: "Song Yijing, what else do you have now besides seeking death, you really want to die so f*ckingly!"
It was only then that she narrowly escaped the death and turned into a human-like, ghost-like appearance, and when he entered the door, there was no condolence and concern, only anger.
She looked at him desperately, and heard her voice trembling: "Fu Chunxi, is your time really so precious? And am I really so worthless?"
The tears that I had been trying to hold back just now finally flowed out uncontrollably.
Seeing her crying so heartbreakingly, Fu Chunxi was slightly taken aback, but still stood there unmoved.
Restrained voice as usual: "Speak, what's the matter?"
Song Yijing choked with sobs, and it took a long time to calm down, her heart was in pieces: "Fu Chunxi, let's get a divorce!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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