Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

Huo Yan leaned over slightly and looked at her, his sharp eyes seemed to penetrate her eyes and see her dirty heart.

Breathing so close, the fresh mint fragrance is so distinct in the smell of hospital disinfectant.

Lu Qiao was neither angry nor angry, the smile in his eyes deepened.

She shook her head lightly and said, "No, I'm not innocent. I deserve what I did. How dare you say I'm innocent."

"I don't intend to whitewash myself. I'm just a bad person, a bad person." She suddenly moved closer to Huo Yan, so close that she could kiss Huo Yan with a pout.

So ambiguous, Huo Yan saw his own reflection in her pupils, and in her smiling pupils, it was like being wrapped in a pool of spring water.

In a daze for a while, he saw Lu Qiao slightly open his lips, "So, Huo Yan, as a bad guy, how can I do everything you want?"

A cold light flashed from the corner of the eye, but before Huo Yan could react, blood sprayed onto his face.

Warm and bright in color, it was Lu Qiao's blood.

Huo Yan was completely stunned.

Lu Qiao stabbed a fruit knife on the table into his body, the knife almost completely sank into his body, and then pulled it out forcefully.

The strike was heavy, as if it wasn't his own body at all, blood splashed on his face, adding a bit of coquettishness to Lu Qiao.

Lu Qiao smiled brilliantly, and Huo Yan heard her say: "Huo Yan, don't you want to use my kidney to renew Wen Ran's life? Let me tell you now, I don't want to, I'd rather waste it I don't want to give it to Wen Ran anymore."

The blood left on the knife slowly gathered on the tip of the knife, dripping down drop by drop, and red plum blossoms bloomed on the snow-white floor.

"Huo Yan, you forced me to do this. I won't save Wen Ran anymore, she can die wherever she likes, and I won't waste a drop of blood on her anymore."

There were large patches of blood on the white hospital gown, and Lu Qiao looked crazy, like a madman.

"How is it? Are you satisfied with me doing bad things like this?"

Huo Yan was completely stunned now, standing there like a sculpture, staring at Lu Qiao in a daze, not knowing how to react.

Lu Qiao's hands blocked the knife for him, avoided a car accident for him, and also held him at the moment of falling.

Now, these two hands also held a knife, and they stabbed into her own body with their backhands.

She said, "Huo Yan, you forced me to do this."

He forced her?
He never thought of forcing her...

He hated her, resented her, hated her, but those bad words were just to vent his anger, and he didn't really want her to die, he... never thought about it that way.

But, how did it become like this?

The madness in Lu Qiao's eyes made Huo Yan back away in shock.

Amidst Lu Qiao's hoarse laughter, Huo Yan ran out of the ward as if waking up from a dream.

Huo Yan's panicked voice spread far away, "Doctor, doctor, someone here is injured."

Lu Qiao laughed wantonly, out of breath, dropped the knife in his hand to the ground, covered his face, tears fell silently.

Lu Qiao's stab was deep, and the doctor was afraid of hurting the internal organs, so he had to take a film to confirm before bandaging.

Lu Qiao's expression changed, and he suddenly became emotional, and threw all the things that could be thrown at Huo Yan.

"Get out, I don't want to see you, get out!"

Lu Qiao's emotions were agitated, and he moved too much, pulling the wound, and the blood gushed more and more cheerfully. The blood was all over the clothes, completely soaking the hospital gown, which was bright and dazzling.