Yan Shao's Fatal Affection

Qingyang hurriedly took the phone.

The coat on Yan Xiyu's body was placed on her body, and he finally hugged her. Through the clothes, he could feel the woman's whole body was cold.

The coldness made him even more flustered than last time!

"Guan Qianyu!" He called her again, but he didn't dare to shake his arms holding her, "Don't sleep, hold on."

"Don't sleep! Do you hear me?" The man's usual sharp facial features were covered with dark gloom, and the edges and corners were like clusters of cracked ice.

Qingyang followed closely to the elevator door, pressed the button and checked his wife's condition.

It was also at that glance that he found that the temperature in the clubhouse was obviously neither hot nor cold, but there was a slight cold sweat on the temples of the husband, and the bones and beams of the collapsed jaw tended to turn white.

And he stood beside him, he could only frantically press the elevator.

When the elevator door opened, Wang Jian stood inside.

Yan Xiyu didn't expect to meet Wang Jian here, but he ignored it and ordered Qingyang, "Drag out."

Qingyang really talked nonsense, and dragged Wang Jian out, and then the three of them entered the elevator and went straight to the first floor.

When passing by the commotion in the courtyard, sirens were heard, and a building was cordoned off.

Qingyang didn't have time to pay attention, closed the car door and started the engine directly, docked with the ambulance on the way and continued walking to the hospital.

That night, for Bai Yuxing, was so shocking that he remembered it deeply.

He was in the ambulance, and when he saw Guan Qianyu's appearance, his breathing was stuck there and he couldn't get up.

Originally, Bai Yuxing wanted to ask Yan Xiyu what he did again, but seeing his expression, he knew it wasn't him, so he didn't say anything.

Cut off Guan Qianyu's clothes and did a simple treatment first, and then directly hung up a blood bag for her, otherwise she probably wouldn't be able to survive in the hospital.

Looking up, Bai Yuxing looked at him, "The child can't keep this position."

The man sat on the side, his thin lips were pursed into a cold white line, sitting like a stone sculpture.

He thought that losing the child in her womb that shouldn't have come would be a relief.

But no.

Damn, not at all!

Four 10 minutes.

It was 11:30 when the ambulance arrived at the hospital.

Guan Qianyu was pushed into the operating room, Bai Yuxing was not a gynecologist, so it was useless to go in, they waited outside together.

From the time Yan Xiyu got off the car to now, or from the time he left the clubhouse to now, he hasn't said a single word or moved his lips.

Bai Yuxing saw him standing there with his clenched fist pressed against his forehead, his whole body seemed extremely tense.

"Smoking one?" Bai Yuxing took the cigarette, and went to the smoking area at the end of the corridor.

Bai Yuxing continued: "I've seen it. The child is definitely gone, but it won't kill her. The knife wound is healed, and there will be no scars."

While talking, he passed a cigarette over.

Yan Xiyu took it and held it to his lips.

Bai Yuxing lit the fire for him, and then lit it for himself.

He just took a puff, but in a blink of an eye, the cigarette on Yan Xiyu's fingertip fell to the ground, as if the hand was not his own and out of control, unable to hold a single cigarette.

And the man remained expressionless, his cold lips pursed again.

Then he raised the heel of his expensive leather shoes, and slowly crushed out the cigarette. From the beginning to the end, he still didn't make a sound.

Bai Yuxing knew that he was also feeling uncomfortable.He bent down to pick up the crushed cigarette, threw it into the trash can, and didn't light him a second one.

It took a long time to wait for Guan Qianyu to be pushed out of the operating room.

Bai Yuxing had already made several trips back and forth to the hospital to take care of everything and arrange a VIP ward on the top floor for her.

At almost three o'clock in the morning, she was finally pushed out.

She was already wearing a full blue hospital gown, her face was pale, her thick eyelashes were quietly closed, lifeless.

Even Bai Yuxing, who had seen too many postoperative patients, frowned.

"Hey, don't touch the tube!" Yan Xiyu kept his eyes on her face, walked to the bed unconsciously, and was stopped by the nurse.

It was also at that time that he saw that she had a tube inserted into her body, and there was blood and yellow body fluid in the tube.

And that's all coming out of her body.

"Her, what's the matter?" Yan Xiyu finally asked deeply.

I haven't spoken for a long time, my voice is unusually hoarse, like the night wind blowing through the desert, rustling my ears.It made people feel depressed.

The nurse couldn't help but glance at him.

"The patient injured the uterus, and the wound cannot be sutured directly, and it is still bleeding, which needs to be drained."

And that tube was not introduced from the place where it was punctured by the fruit knife, but another minimally invasive opening was opened.

So, she suffered twice.

"Be careful with this." After entering the elevator, the nurse pointed to the urine bag and catheter, "The catheter can be removed after the patient wakes up, but it is difficult for her to wake up these two days."

This is the result of a doctor's evaluation.

Yan Xiyu held onto her bed, his heart was shaken by something, but he couldn't grasp what it was.

All he knew was that this scene had been engraved in his mind for many, many years, and he couldn't forget it.

Her skin was already extremely clean and cold, lying there like a doll, two or three tubes pierced through the flesh and came out of her body inch by inch.

How much does it hurt?
Yan Xiyu remembered that on the day of the wedding, he returned late on purpose, while she was waiting in the courtyard.

When he walked home later, she followed behind in small steps, trying to grab the hem of his clothes, but he threw it away in disgust.

Now that I think about it, her night blindness is second, and her timidity is the main reason.

She is even more afraid of hurting her hands when cutting a piece of fruit.

Such a woman dares to kidnap Qiao Ai and disappear, and has the courage to walk through one or two dimly lit courtyards and walk in front of him with a fruit knife stuck in her body?

Yan Xiyu thought absurdly, how much does she love him to forget that she is a coward?Could it be his fault that he wanted her to love him so much?
"Qianqian! Where's Qianqian?" A quick, choked cry came from the door of the ward.

Xiao Huijin rushed over in a panic, and was stopped once when entering the VIP ward area, and now was stopped at the door again.

She directly smashed Qing Yang's face with her bag and entered the ward through the gap.

Yan Xiyu didn't stop her, but subconsciously stood by the hospital bed, with a deep voice, "Stay away from her."

What he wanted to express was to keep a little distance away, lest others touch the tube on her body.

But Xiao Huijin exploded after hearing this, pointed at Yan Xiyu's nose and cursed, "You are the one who should stay away from her, what right do you have to let her suffer these injuries?!"

Realizing that this is a ward, Xiao Huijin suppressed his voice.

When she saw clearly that the person on the bed had all kinds of tubes inserted, tears finally couldn't stop falling down, "I'm sorry! It's all my fault. I should call you after I answer the phone..."

Yan Xiyu's eyes fell on Xiao Huijin, "Do you know what she is doing tonight?"