After being loved by a yandere, she turned black

In another ward, Jiamu suddenly sat upright, woke up from his coma, pulled out the needle in his hand, and jumped out of bed.

He was so useless that he actually passed out.

The doctors and nurses had no time to react, and Jiamu was blown out of the ward like a gust of wind.

Jiamu ran to the emergency room and saw that the lights in the emergency room were still on, and his heart sank instantly.

Xu Huaiqing quickly adjusted his mood when he arrived, wiped the tears from his face, and stood up as if nothing had happened.

No matter how fragile or scared he is, he can't show it in front of his children.

Xu Huaiqing knew that Jiamu was more helpless and desperate than him. He couldn't bear it as an adult, so how could a child bear it?

Jiamu was not stupid. Although Uncle Xu had wiped the tears on his face, his red eyes betrayed him.

Uncle Xu must have been crying just now.

Xu Huaiqing smiled reluctantly, lowered his eyes and saw the blood on the back of Jiamu's hand, knowing that he had run over as soon as he woke up.

"Jiamu, your mother will be fine. Let's wait for her to come out safely."

Xu Huaiqing did not rush Jiamu back because he knew that the two of them were in the same mood at the moment.

Jiamu didn't know about his sister's shipwreck yet, and Xu Huaiqing didn't plan to tell him yet. The little child had already endured enough.

If he knew that the Usnea sunk, he would definitely blame himself to death.

One boy, one boy, and one boy, sat down at the door of the emergency room. Both of them looked solemn, and there was sadness in their brows.

Xu Mengbai did not disturb them and sat silently on one side.

Every minute and every second at this moment seems as long as a century.

Waiting is the most torturous thing. Several people are suffering in their hearts, but now all they can do is wait silently.

Not long after, Jiang Huaijing appeared at the door of the rescue room, supporting Yan Jingxiu.

After Yan Jingxiu woke up again, he rushed here regardless. He hated himself more than Jiamu.

Why did he sleep for so long?

Yan Jingxiu stared at the door of the rescue room. His body was still very weak and he had to rely on Jiang Huaijing's support to stand.

I stumbled all the way here, and as soon as I stopped, I spat out a mouthful of blood.

Jiamu saw his father suddenly appear. He was stunned and then hurried to his father's side. He stretched out his hand to support him, "Dad, are you okay?"

The little guy was so frightened by the scene where his father vomited blood just now that his voice trembled unconsciously.

Yan Jingxiu glanced at him with lowered eyes and said calmly: "Jiamu, dad is fine."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, rubbed it on his clothes, touched Jiamu's head, and emphasized: "Dad is really fine."

Jiamu is no longer a three-year-old child. He doesn't just believe whatever he says. You can tell by looking at his face, which is pale and without any blood.

It was obvious at first glance that he was in a bad state. Jiang Huaijing looked at the father and son. Both of them were in a bad state, so no one could blame the other.

Jiang Huaijing couldn't persuade him. Li Chu was Yan Jingxiu's fate. Unless it was Li Chu who persuaded him to go back now, no one's words would work.

It was clear that he could no longer walk, but he still refused to leave.

Xu Huaiqing turned to look at Yan Jingxiu, with hatred in his eyes.

He hated this man extremely at this moment. All Li Chu's sufferings started because of him. Without him, Li Chu would not have suffered so much.

Sensing his gaze, Yan Jingxiu raised his eyes to meet them.

The two looked at each other in the distance. How could Yan Jingxiu not see his hatred, but he didn't care. He just glanced lightly and looked away.

His eyes returned to the door of the emergency room.

It would be better if he woke up earlier. No wonder Xu Huaiqing hated him, even he hated himself.

After the car accident, Yan Jingxiu had remembered everything, including the memories that he had deliberately forgotten under hypnosis.

He clearly had the opportunity to spend the rest of his life with her, but he missed it.

I'm afraid that if I miss this, I will never have another chance.

Yan Jingxiu couldn't think about that much at the moment. He just wanted Li Chu to be safe. As for whether she would accept him or not, he had already thought about it.

At worst, just like Xu Huaiqing, stay with her as a friend. As long as she is well, that's fine.

In the past, he was paranoid that she was his, and he used all cruel methods against her, tortured her, destroyed her, and mercilessly pulled her into the swamp.

He said it was because he loved her, and because he loved her, he would do whatever it took.

But there is no love that is only hurtful. Love is love. Love itself is beautiful and warm. It should not be dark and twisted.

He was not worthy of saying he loved her at all, let alone saying he loved her.

Now he finally understood that she never belonged to him or anyone else.

She belongs only to herself.

He was not qualified to bind her and trap her in the name of love.

Yan Jingxiu suddenly woke up at this moment, but it was too late. He shamelessly wanted to ask God to start over. If he had to start over, he would definitely not start with harm.

He will love her well.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world. If you make a mistake, it is a mistake. The damage has been done. Even if you repair it, there will be scars.

What's more, he injured her badly.

There is no possibility of repair.

He was such a bastard before. He refused to let her go when he was alive, and he would hold her by his side even after he died, but now Yan Jingxiu just wants Li Chu to live well, even if he dies.

If God could hear his prayer, he would be willing to trade his own life for Li Chu's life, in exchange for her being worry-free, free and happy for the rest of her life.

If there is a next life... He has hurt her enough in this life, so don't meet her again in the next life.

She probably doesn't want to have a next life with him.

If there was a next life, it would be better for her to torture him.

He also wanted to have a next life with her, even if he was the dog next to her.

Jiang Huaijing helped Yan Jingxiu sit down on the chair. No one spoke anymore. Everyone looked pale and silent.

Time passes slowly, and every minute and second is tortured.

An hour passed, and the door to the emergency room was still closed. No one knew what was going on in the emergency room.

Everyone's face became more solemn.

The longer the rescue took, the more dangerous it was. During this period, Yan Jingxiu vomited blood again, but he still refused to leave.

Even if I die, I will die here.

No one could persuade him. Jiang Huaijing felt distressed and helpless, so he had to invite a doctor to treat him.

Jiamu also followed his paranoia and kept silent even as the wound opened again. The father and son were each surrounded by two doctors.

It makes people look at it and they can’t bear to blame it.

During the long wait, another hour passed.

Li Chu still didn't come out.

Everyone looked heavy, and the doctor standing by was so depressed by the heavy atmosphere that he didn't dare to breathe.

They were used to seeing this kind of scene, so they were naturally numb, but at this moment, a strong depressive atmosphere swept over everyone present.

After another half an hour, the door to the emergency room was finally opened, and everyone gathered around nervously.

Nervous and scared.