Don't provoke the wealthy daughter of rebirth

Xiang Hanchen, who was completely stunned by the shock, was stunned for a second before being brought back to his senses by the blood on Jiaxue's face. He stretched out his hand to hold Jiaxue's face in distress: "How could this happen!?"

Just now, Jiaxue watched Shui Yuanyuan being helped to the bed, feeling a bit confused for a while, when she heard Xiang Hanchen's words, she immediately seemed to have found support and a backbone, she held on to Xiang Hanchen's clothes tightly, and she burst into tears : "I - my dad, save my dad!"

She wished she was thinking too much, it wasn't true!

She knew that Wen Lian's heart was very dark, but how could she attack her husband so long in advance? !

The image of her giving money to her doctor friend came back to her mind.

Black plastic bags, such a secret, joint-like way of giving money...

Jia Xue didn't dare to think about it anymore, she grabbed Xiang Hanchen's fingers and squeezed them hard, her knuckles turned white due to the force.

Xiang Hanchen greeted Li Zhengming immediately: "Call the doctor quickly."

Then he still held Jiaxue's face and checked her injuries.

The opening was three centimeters long, and it was slightly split. Since the blood flowed out, it was hard to tell whether it was very deep.

At this moment, it seemed that what Jiaxue was holding helplessly was not his clothes, but his heart!

The dull pain hit him, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

Li Zhengming had already pressed the call bell and said to the inside: "Come to the doctor, save people!"

The voice from the nurse's station was rustling through the intercom: "What's going on?"

"Someone fainted, and two ladies were injured. Call the doctor quickly." After saying this, he straightened Shui Yuanyuan's head and called out, "Uncle Shui? Uncle Shui?"

Shui Yuanyuan only felt palpitations and discomfort, his entire chest seemed to be frozen by something, he couldn't even breathe and his heartbeat felt, he wanted to say something, but he just stretched out his hand and couldn't say a word.

Li Zhengming anxiously looked in Jiaxue's direction, worried about Jiaxue but did not dare to leave here.

Jia Xue didn't care about the injury on her face, she had already rushed over and held Shui Yaoyuan's raised hand: "Dad, Dad!"

Shui Yuanyuan's lips were a little bruised, and he said with all his strength, "You...sisters..."

I can't say anything else.

Jiaxue was so flustered that she was really afraid that her father would just leave her.

Li Zhengming definitely couldn't understand Jiaxue's panic at this time. Shui Yuanyuan was conscious at this time, and this is the central hospital. Even if the situation is a little dangerous when he is angry, nothing will happen.

On the other hand, Jiaxue, the most important thing for a girl is her appearance. Which girl would let a bloody gash a few centimeters long across her face, and still think about other things?

Thinking of this, he persuaded: "Jia Xue, it will be fine, the doctor will be here soon, but it's your face."

Jiaxue felt that her entire cheek was sticky, and when she touched it, it was full of blood.

Before she saw the condition of the wound, she was frightened by the blood at first. In this fright and anger, she turned her head to stare at Jiayi, and couldn't help but kicked again.

The foot hit her ribs, and Jiayi let out an "ouch" in pain, her body curled up in pain.

——She had slid against the wall and sat on the ground, and she looked pitiful and helpless when she curled up like this again. As soon as Jia Xue's heart softened a little, Wen Lian yelled: "Shui Jiaxue, hello Poison, how is your sister injured and you still kick her?"

No need to ask, half of these shouts are really distressed for Jiayi, and most of them are for people to listen to, so that people can recognize her point of view and then criticize Jiaxue.

Jiaxue looked at Wen Lian as if she was insane, pointed to her face and said, "Look at my face! This is her first weapon, and suddenly took a glass bottle and stabbed me in the face!"

Wenlian held Jiayi's hand and showed it to everyone: "Then you can't draw her hand like this!"

Jia Xue didn't even look at it: "If I don't take it off, I'll let her scratch it? Do you think she hasn't scratched my face enough?"

At this point, Jiaxue is really not afraid of being criticized, but after she got the bottle, she fell heavily to the ground, and did not retaliate by scratching Jiayi's face.

Wen Lian had nothing to say.

In the chaos just now, it was too late for everyone to fight, who can clearly remember the whole process of how they hurt each other?

But both parties knew in their hearts that after Jiayi heard this, she looked at Jiaxue in great horror, as if she was looking at a monster.

——She is too scary. When the two of them were beaten to death, she still had a scheming trick!

She didn't scratch her face after she snatched the bottle, so she wanted to fight back fiercely in this way, and to be just and righteous!

Jiayi was angry and frightened, her lips trembling: "You...you!"

Jiaxue's gaze fell on Jiayi's hand.

The palms of her hands were messed up, there were many cuts all over the place, the base of the index finger was even more bone-deep, the white tendons were protruding, the blood was bleeding, and there was already a small pool of blood dripping on the floor. Very shocking.

Jiaxue had expected such an injury, and she knew the severity of her attack best in her heart.

She hated Jiayi and wished she would die.

But a girl's heart always does not want to see bloody scenes, such a bloody wound appeared in front of her eyes, her heart still couldn't help shrinking, and she couldn't bear to look directly at it.

I don't know if it's because she couldn't bear it or she was afraid of her father's sadness, or she had worn the mask so badly that she couldn't help acting on her face, Jiaxue turned her head and whispered: "I just want to grab the bottle for fear that you will continue Destroy my face, in the situation just now, how can I care about my hands and hands."

While speaking, she couldn't help but look at Han Chen, and then quickly avoided his gaze.

Although Jiayi's injury was the effect she expected when she attacked, it was so horrible that she didn't dare to look directly at it. I'm afraid it had already frightened the two men present. They were so frightened that they wanted to detour and stay away Alright.

Such a girl has already escaped the category of ordinary people, making people think she is a cold-blooded and cruel shrew, right?

At this time, Xiang Hanchen didn't have the slightest worry about Jiaxue. He was feeling so distressed by Jiaxue's wound on her face, as if someone had chopped off a piece of flesh from the top of her heart with a knife. What about other people's situation? How could it still catch his eyes?

People are selfish, and they will silently divide the people around them into their own people and others in their hearts. When their own people are bloody hurt, they will only wish to smash the other party's corpse into thousands of pieces, how can they be ashamed? Concerned about the other party's situation, did they suffer?

Jiaxue's face was cut so long, I don't know how sad Jiaxue will be when she looks back in the mirror, Jiayi's injury is in his eyes, even if it is too miserable to bear to look at, it still feels that it is not enough to relieve the hatred !