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"If you listened to me obediently, why would you be like this?" Jiang Yan said helplessly. He reached out to help Su Xiaoyu wipe the blood on his neck, but the wound was covered with broken glass, so he had to take his hand back again. .

"Does it hurt?" Jiang Yan asked softly.

Su Xiaoyu didn't answer, but turned her head away.

He now feels sick when he hears Jiang Yan's voice.

The concern was ignored, and Jiang Yan's face turned cold instantly, "Are you trying to make trouble with me?"

Su Xiaoyu didn't speak, and maintained the posture just now, without any intention of answering Jiang Yan.

"You didn't hurt the artery, what's your face?" Jiang Yan said unhappily, raised his hand to pull Su Xiaoyu's face, and forced Su Xiaoyu to look at him.

But his face turned around, but his eyes didn't fall on Jiang Yan at all. Su Xiaoyu looked at the ceiling, and didn't give Jiang Yan a look at all. After a stalemate like this for a while, Jiang Yan felt bored and let go of his hand.

"I didn't do it on purpose just now." Jiang Yan explained impatiently. He didn't expect that his emotions would be so uncontrollable. When he realized it, Su Xiaoyu had already fallen to the ground.

He took a deep breath and said softly: "If you didn't mention him to me, I wouldn't do this either."

he?Su Lan?

Su Xiaoyu just thought it was very funny, but he just mentioned a few words, and Jiang Yan treated him like this.Until now, he finally sees clearly that he will never be as good as the dead man. He just mentioned it, and Jiang Yan wants to kill him. If he says something slanderous, Jiang Yan probably really killed him?

Su Xiaoyu smiled softly, laughing at himself for not being worth it.

"Are you obedient?" Jiang Yan sighed, "Hypnosis is only the last time, and you are going to the third floor at this time."

"The last time?" Su Xiaoyu said softly, "If I go there for the last time, I will be gone, right? Su Xiaoyu...doesn't exist anymore."

Jiang Yan didn't speak, because what Su Xiaoyu said was right.

He got Su Lan, which meant that he had to abandon Su Xiaoyu.

Without hearing Jiang Yan's answer, Su Xiaoyu knew that he was right, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, losing its brilliance.

Jiang Yan knew that he had done something wrong, but he didn't want to give up. Seeing that the red color on Su Xiaoyu's clothes was getting deeper and deeper, his anger and distress were mixed together, making him even more irritable.

"Is the doctor here yet?" Jiang Yan asked impatiently.

"It's coming." A small servant walked in from the door, nervously answering Jiang Yan's words, he lowered his head, trying not to let Jiang Yan notice him, for fear that if he was not careful, Jiang Yan's anger would be transferred to him body.

"Come here and watch him for me." Jiang Yan said to the little servant.

"Okay." The little servant replied respectfully, walking towards them.

After Jiang Yan put Su Xiaoyu on the bed, he took his mobile phone and walked away. When he reached the door, he looked back. Su Xiaoyu had his back to him, and couldn't see his expression clearly.

The red pajamas are particularly dazzling.

Jiang Yan felt restless.

Su Xiaoyu heard the footsteps gradually going away, he knew that Jiang Yan was gone.

The expression he had been holding on for a long time suddenly collapsed, and the pain hit the part stabbed by the glass one after another, the pain made his face twisted together, he buried his face on the pillow, gritted his teeth and cried.

The little servant was startled by his sudden action, walked around the shards of glass and asked him, "What's wrong with you? Does the wound hurt?"

Su Xiaoyu didn't answer him, her body kept shaking, more blood gushed out from the wound, dripped onto the bed, and the snow-white sheets were extremely glaring.

The little servant was terrified, and stood there staring blankly at Su Xiaoyu, not knowing what to do, and then cried for a while, as more and more red spots appeared on the bed, he began to panic, thinking whether to call Jiang Yan.

Just two steps away, I heard a muffled voice from the pillow: "Don't call him."

The little servant stopped and said nervously: "You, you..." Don't call me Jiang Yan. "Su Xiaoyu said in a hoarse voice.

"Okay, the good little servant said tremblingly, and walked back, "Then don't cry, your wound is pulled and is bleeding all the time. "

"I won't cry anymore, don't call him." Su Xiaoyu whispered, he took the pillow away, his face was full of tears, and his hair was sticky.

Seeing his appearance, the little servant hurriedly picked up the papers on the floor and handed them to him. Su Xiaoyu took them and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

"That, your wound*" The little servant stared blankly at Su Xiaoyu's wound.

"It's okay, and I can't die." Su Xiaoyu smiled wryly.

"I can't die, but it hurts." The little servant frowned and said, he saw that Su Xiaoyu's wound was bleeding out continuously, the glass and blood were all glued together, it looked very painful.

He shrank his neck, feeling that his own neck was starting to hurt too.

"Does it hurt?" Su Xiaoyu reached out and touched his wound, the sticky touch came along with the pain, which made his brows wrinkle together.

"It hurts..." Su Xiaoyu said softly.

It hurt so much, Jiang Yan actually said to him, "It didn't hurt the artery".