Spoiled stand-in escapes

At the critical moment, Shu Wenqing pulled Chacha quickly with his hands and eyes, and used his body to block the knife.

The knife pierced into the flesh with a cold light, watching the white knife enter and the red knife exit, bright red blood seeped through the shirt.

The severe pain of the flesh being cut made the nerves on the forehead bulge.

Shu Wenqing tightly guarded the man in his arms, endured the severe pain, swung up the chair, and smashed it over with all his might, hitting the man with glasses hard enough. Once he saw the blood, he was about to die, so he didn't dare to stay any longer. Run to the door fiercely.

As soon as he ran out of the community, he bumped into the policeman who was called by Shu Wenqing.

I don't know if it hurt the artery, the bright red blood rushed like a faucet, and the warm bloody smell filled the air. The girl who had just reacted from the fight just now looked at the woman lying beside her. The person in front of him had tears streaming down his face.

"Shu Wenqing! Shu Wenqing! Don't fall down, don't..."

At a loss, she went to the kitchen and took her mobile phone to call 120 for emergency services. The blood that spilled from Shu Wenqing's body had already stained the floor.

"Tea, chacha...yes, I'm sorry."

He raised his hand weakly and spoke with difficulty.

"Don't talk, save your strength, the doctor will be here soon."

"Don't...don't cry." Shu Wenqing raised his hand with difficulty to wipe her tears. "I was... very selfish and self-righteous before, I... I was... a rotten person."

"No, no." Wen Chacha dragged him, seeing the blood protruding from him, crying hard.

"I really like you, no... I don't know when I started, I put you, put you in cough cough..."

She pressed Shu Wenqing's bleeding wound with tears, and her eyes were blurred by tears.

"You are not allowed to hear anything!"

Shu Wenqing forced a smile and grinned, "Ahem, I... I can't do it anymore, I'm so sleepy, I want to start over with you, I can't... I can't..."

He gradually closed his heavy eyelids, and the warm tea shook him violently a few times.

"Don't sleep, don't sleep, hear me!"

The seriously injured person could hardly hear her words clearly, and did not open his eyes again after great effort.

Wen Chacha was so anxious that Mou slapped Shu Wenqing's face with all his strength, jolting him awake.

"Don't sleep, don't sleep, you have to make it through, let's start over!"

The man who was woken up by the slap in the face squeezed out the word "good" from his throat with all his strength.

120 is really fast, but still too slow for someone who is bleeding.

Seeing the person being carried onto the stretcher, Xingchen Baby, who had been crying in the room for a long time, was finally released.

Wen Chacha was in such a hurry, she couldn't leave the baby alone at home at such a time, and followed the ambulance with the baby in her arms.

Seeing the weak person lying in the car, Nai Tuanzi cried even harder, calling out "Dad, Daddy".

It's good to have a daughter, at least it can lift the spirits of the seriously injured.

As soon as he arrived at the hospital, he was sent to the operating room. Wen Chacha sat on a stool next to him with his child in his arms, tears streaming down his face.

She remembered that when she met Shu Wenqing before, this person would always appear by her side in her most distressed times, allowing her to see hope when she was most helpless.

But what did she do, and what she said so harshly, if it wasn't for her, he wouldn't be lying in the operating room uncertain of his life or death, he would be his Mr. Shu and live his life well... ...

Chacha hugged Xingchen, Xingchen hugged the little yellow duck, Nai Tuanzi was already tired and fell asleep, she leaned against the wall, the skin on her face hurt from excessive tears.

When the doctors and nurses took off their masks and pushed the patient out, Wen Chacha stood up quickly and greeted him quickly.

"Doctor, how is he?"

"Fortunately, the kidney was stabbed one centimeter away. The knife looked bloody, but it didn't hurt anything serious. The wound has been stitched up. After a while, it will be fine."

......

When Shu Wenqing opened his eyes again, he saw Lang Ziyu sitting in front of his hospital bed, eating an apple, it was so crispy.

Seeing that he opened his eyes in bewilderment, he immediately showed his big white teeth, and patted his face gloatingly.

"Congratulations, this knife of yours has saved your marriage for the rest of your life, and you don't have to be a bachelor anymore. It's worth changing to a wife if you make a break."

The person who has just passed the anesthesia can vaguely listen to what he is saying, and can understand a lot, and the rest is left to guess.

"Where's Chacha and the baby? Is she okay?"

"It's okay, baby Wen Jian is watching, Chacha has been guarding you, and just went back to change clothes, all covered in blood."

He waited for about three to five minutes before finally waking up.

Lang Ziyu and Gu Ciyuan stood guard, Ye Bai helped to set up a luxurious single-person presidential suite for him, and Wen Jian helped take Xingchen Baby to feed the cub who had been hungry for several hours.

The two people guarding his hospital bed still cared about him very much.

The weak man looked at the two faces in front of the bed, and said with satisfaction: "There is no filial son in front of the bed for a hundred days, so what can I do with my own son, you two take care of me like this, it is really better than my son."

Lang Ziyu raised his foot. If he hadn't seen his blood loss and white lips, he would have kicked him up.

"You're really good. It took only a few minutes to open your eyes and you knew you were taking advantage. Don't be ashamed and be careful that I pull out your bottle!"

Gu Ciyuan saw that he was in need of a beating, and he was still able to make jokes. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with him, so he relaxed a little, poked Lang Ziyu and gave him a wink.

Afterwards, he looked embarrassed, hesitated to speak, and when Shu Wenqing realized something was wrong, he asked him, "What's wrong?"

This person said heartbrokenly: "Cough, Ah Qing, you... the doctor said... you hurt your kidneys, and in the future, it may... maybe... it won't work, but don't worry. If the condition is developed, it should be cured.”

A thunderbolt hit the forehead, and the person who had just realized that he had crawled out of the underworld seemed to have been hit on the forehead by a five hundred catties boulder.

Pale lips trembled uncontrollably, "You...what did you say?"

Lang Ziyu held his trembling hand and patted it affectionately with his infinite brother, "It's okay, you saved Chacha's life now, even if you're not very capable, she won't dislike you if you can't last for three minutes."

The person on the hospital bed looked at the white ceiling of the hospital, and the thunderbolts hit his heart one after another, making people feel pain.

Sure enough, he still had too little experience, thinking that if he recovered his life, he would be blessed, but he didn't expect...