Crazy criticize Mr. Li, stop torturing him, Miss Chu has turned into ashes

"I, isn't this also to make some money for her?"

Wen Wen stopped scolding her. Wen Wen, like Chu He, was still a child who had not grown up. One was favored by God at home, and the other was favored by God before Li Tianye. They were both people who did not understand the sufferings in the world. How could they know so many.

"Forget it, you go back. I'll guard her here. She'll be fine after two days of rest. Don't blame yourself."

"I'd better stay here to accompany her. I asked her to go. At that time, I only thought about her need for money and nothing else."

"It's okay if you go back so late. Anyway, I'm also in the hospital. You can come back during the day tomorrow."

Yue Qiwen went back reluctantly, Wen Wen then sat beside Chu He's bed, reached out to tuck the broken hair on her face, and looked at this sister with distress.

There is a huge gap between the past days and the present days, so she can be considered competent if she can survive.

In the middle of the night, a patient's condition recurred, and Rou Wen was called to another ward. Chu He fell asleep quietly alone.

Not long after, a tall figure appeared next to Chu He, Li Tianye. He looked down at the little guy who drank himself to the hospital.

What a bad boy. She forgot all the rules before, so she couldn't go to bars or clubs. Now not only did she go alone, but she also drank with men, even stranger men. After drinking several bottles at a time, she even drank herself. Arrived at the hospital.

"Are you so stubborn? Just stay by my side. I can give you not to mention hundreds of thousands, but billions. Why do you have to make yourself like this?" Li Tianye gritted his teeth because he hated iron. Said.

But Chu He couldn't hear it, she was sleeping deeply.

"Xiao He, please beg me to be submissive. Everything I have is yours. As long as you are by my side, everything can be yours except your identity, okay?"

No one responded to him. He touched Chu He's red face and the shallow blood marks on his face that were not completely healed. He felt indescribable pain and sadness in his heart.

"He'er, are you so sad to be by my side? Would you rather drink yourself like this and leave me? I'll give you another chance. If you still don't take care of your body, next time, no matter what, no matter what you want, If you still don't want to, I will tie you to my side."

There was Li Tianye inside the ward, and there was another dark figure outside the ward, but before Wen Rou came, both of them disappeared.

The next day, when Chu He woke up, he had a headache that was going to explode. The first thing he saw was Wen Wen. The dark blue under Wen Wen's eyes reminded her that she probably hadn't slept all night.

"Sister Rou, am I in the hospital?" Chu He's throat was very dry, and his voice was also very dry.

"Drink water first," Wen Wen handed her a glass of water with a straw inserted in it. Chu He took a few big sips and his throat finally felt better.

"Does your throat hurt? Does your head hurt?" Gentle scolded.

"Yeah," Chu He nodded coquettishly.

"You deserve it. You're so capable. You drink so much and you're going to die?"

"But, look," Chu He showed Wen Wen her mobile phone, which showed a balance of 55. "Mom's two months' treatment expenses have been paid."

"Money, you made it, you spent it without your life, you almost died, you know? You're very proud of it, right? What's more important, money or life?"

"But I'm really short of money now, Sister Rou, don't be angry, I won't do it next time."

"And next time?"

"No, it won't happen. Sister, forgive me. There won't be another time. I will definitely protect my body. There will never be a next time."

Chu He, like her name, pulled the gentle white coat pitifully, "Sister, forgive me, don't be angry, okay?"

How can gentleness still have energy? It was too late to feel distressed, so she tucked Chu He's quilt in, "Who cares about you? I don't care about my own body. Who can help you? I'll buy you a bowl of porridge and eat something to pad your stomach."

Wen Wenwen got up and was about to buy porridge. When she opened the door, she saw two bowls of porridge at the door. She looked around and saw no one. She didn't know who gave it to Chu He, and she didn't dare to give it to Chu He. In this society, it was too It’s complicated.

She put the porridge outside the trash can, fearing that it had been misplaced, and then went to the cafeteria to get two more bowls of white porridge for Chu He.

Xiao Lin, who had been not far away, saw Wen Wen throwing two bowls of bird's nest porridge next to the trash can. He felt distressed in his heart. What an expensive porridge. It was cooked by Li Tianye himself and took several hours.

He didn't dare to tell Li Tianye that the porridge had been thrown away by Wen Wenwen, so he sent a message back to Li Tianye: "Miss Chu has finished eating."

Li Tianye, who was in a meeting over there, had an imperceptible curve in his mouth.

"Xiao He, come here, eat some white porridge. You have a perforated stomach, so you can only eat some liquid food."

Wen Wen fed Chu He porridge spoonful by spoonful, and Chu He's eyes became moist as she fed him, "Sister Rou, I think of how you often fed me like this when we were kids."

Wen Wen took a deep breath and held back the soreness in her nose, "I don't remember what happened so many years ago. Xiaohe, we have to look forward. The days to come will be fine. You said it, and Auntie has woken up." There are signs of coming, and everything will be fine.”

"Yes, for now at least I don't have to worry about these two months. I can have a good New Year. Sister Rou, New Year's Eve is only three days away, right?"

"Yes, so I will discharge you from the hospital tomorrow and go home to celebrate the New Year. You cannot spend the New Year in the hospital."

"Okay, let's go home and celebrate the New Year."

Chu He's cell phone rang, and when she saw it, it was Pan Beichen from yesterday. His profile picture was only dark, with nothing on it. It really looked like the way he looked when she saw him yesterday, mysterious.

: I heard that you were hospitalized. I'm sorry.

: It has nothing to do with you, you don’t have to feel guilty.

: Go buy some nutritional supplements, sorry again.

Then there is the transfer of 100,000 yuan.

Chu He didn't accept it: I can't accept it. I was paid for drinking yesterday, so I can't accept it. I won't receive any favors for no merit.

: Then, I'm sorry!

Chu He didn't reply. What she said was indeed true. It was really her own business. Pan Beichen never forced her to drink. She continued to drink one cup after another.

Wen Wen looked at it and said, "Is this the person who drank so much for you?"

"It's this person, but he doesn't give me the drink. I want to drink it myself."

Wen Wen didn't say any more.

The day Chu He was discharged from the hospital was the 29th of the twelfth lunar month. Every household was preparing to celebrate the New Year, and the streets were filled with lanterns and colorful lights, beaming with joy.

Chu He was wrapped in a big cotton-padded jacket and sitting on the gentle battery car. His face was a little cold, but his heart was warm.

"Come on, hold me tight. We'll be home soon," Wenwen turned her head and said loudly.

"It's not cold. It's cold when you're in front. You've blocked the cold wind."

"Haha, I was born to protect you from wind and rain."