Xinye Lingxi Yitong

The sharp weapon with the blade that was supposed to stab He Ye had already been stabbed into Zhou Xinyi's chest by Gao Xizhi when Zhou Xinyi pushed He Ye away, and half of the seven or eight centimeter blade had penetrated into his flesh.

Zhou Xinyi fell to the ground slowly, with blood spilling from his chest and the corners of his mouth at the same time.

At this moment, He Ye's head was booming, and the sharp pain penetrated into his heart. He couldn't see anything, couldn't think of anything, but subconsciously sat up in a hurry, knelt and crawled to Zhou Xinyi's side, tightly Holding Zhou Xinyi in his arms, he lost the strength to move any longer, and sat down on the spot with his feet feeling weak.

"Yan Shuang?! Yan Shuang?!" He Ye yelled at the door with all his strength, unable to control his body trembling violently. He watched Zhou Xinyi's blood flow out of his chest uncontrollably, and forcibly Calmly whispering: "Mr. Zhou...my Mr. Zhou...you are still angry that I blocked the knife for you just now, so you deliberately scared me? I know I was wrong, so don't scare me, okay? I Wrong, I was really wrong..."

He tried desperately to calm down his tone, but his voice trembled with almost every word he said.

"I'm sorry." Zhou Xinyi felt that the strength in his body was slowly losing, so he tried to get closer to He Ye, and even closer.

He Ye also hugged him tightly and shook his head desperately.

Zhou Xinyi was full of distress and apology, and said weakly: "It's my fault."

"No, no." He Ye interrupted foolishly: "My Mr. Zhou has no plans to get hurt so easily."

Zhou Xinyi squeezed out a smile, his body was getting weaker and weaker, and he said in a very soft voice: "It's not a plan, it's not a love between you and me... Selfish like me, how can I bear the loss of the person I love the most... "He smiled more and more bitterly, his face miserable: "He Ye... Ye... I love you."

If it weren't for deep affection, how could you lose your mind for the other party's pain.

If it weren't for the deep love, how could it be clear that the crisis is over, and it will be sunny after the rain, but it will fall into a clumsy plot of no standard, leaving only regret.

But is he really selfish?He Ye fully understood this feeling. If they had to choose someone to bear the pain of loss, they would all rather be themselves, but when they saw the other person's instinctive reaction at the moment of danger, they couldn't be controlled by reason at all.

Zhou Xinyi didn't have the energy to speak anymore, he just couldn't help worrying.

Without his support and company, would He Ye be able to cheer up?

If he sleeps without him by his side holding hands every night, will He Ye be plagued by nightmares again?

Without him, would He Ye be as unreliable as before?Will he silently lick his wound when no one is around in the middle of the night...

meeting.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xinyi's tears flowed down the corners of his eyes. He was so distressed, so distressed that he wanted to hold He Ye in his arms and take good care of him, so that He Ye would not be wronged in the slightest, but he couldn't do it. He realized that he was exhausted even with the strength to open his eyes, he was very tired now, when He Ye desperately called his name and said "I love you too" to him, slowly Close your eyes slowly.

Wang Yanshuang was dispensing medicine on the first floor, and when she heard He Ye's shout, she immediately rushed upstairs with Yan Mo Huang Gang, and what caught their eyes was Zhou Xinyi lying unconscious in He Ye's arms covered in blood, and He Ye buried his face in Zhou Xinyi's arms. Xinyi wept bitterly in his armpits, distraught.

No one could remember how they helped Zhou Xinyi onto the stretcher, because the scene at that time was too uncomfortable and too heavy for each of them.

In the ambulance going to the hospital, Zhou Xinyi fell asleep on a stretcher, and He Ye sat beside him, holding his hands tightly.

All their pasts appeared in front of He Ye's eyes, every time they held hands, every hug, every kiss, Zhou Xinyi's delicate pecks on He Ye's lips before leaving, every time Pecks pecked into He Ye's already bloody heart.

Blood was dripping from the four hands that were tightly pressed together, everyone in the car had red eyes, almost all of them were begging He Ye to let Zhou Xinyi go and take care of the wound first.

But He Ye was unmoved at all, he didn't say a word, just held Zhou Xinyi's hand so tightly and refused to let go for a moment, if anyone tried to separate them by force, he would hold it tighter, even if The blood flowed faster, and he didn't feel it at all.

Others can see clearly.

No one dared to touch him again, and no one was willing to let him shed more blood.

Everyone had nothing to do, so Wang Yanshuang had no choice but to take out her trump card, and said slowly with tears in her eyes, "Mr. will feel distressed."

She knew the impact of these words on He Ye. She didn't want to irritate He Ye so much, but the knife wound on the palm of He Ye's hand, the flesh had been opened, and the bones could be seen faintly. Too much.

He Ye trembled in panic when he heard this, and quickly let go of his injured hand.

Wang Yanshuang immediately pulled He Ye's hand over and bandaged him with the equipment and medicines in the car.He Ye felt his throat tingle, coughed, and unexpectedly coughed up blood. Not too much blood splashed on the white shirt that had already been stained red, which was still shocking.He felt that the blood in his throat hadn't been coughed up yet, and he wanted to cough again, when Zhou Xinyi's face, which was so distressed that it was almost distorted, suddenly appeared in front of him, and his already scarred heart was stabbed fiercely again, he gritted his teeth, Bloody swallowed it back.

This scene did not escape anyone's eyes, Wang Yanshuang burst into tears immediately, Yan Mo and Huang Gang couldn't help rubbing their eyes.

"Don't cry, Yan Shuang." He Ye glanced at everyone, saw their heavy faces, and said softly: "Don't do this, he will be unhappy if he values ​​you so much."

Wang Yanshuang wiped away the tears on her cheeks with the back of her hands, looked up at the roof of the car slightly, and forced the tears still in her eyes not to fall.

Yan Mo and Huang Gang turned their heads sideways at the same time, they didn't dare to look at He Ye anymore, they couldn't stand it anymore.

The oppressive atmosphere continued until Zhou Xinyi was sent to the operating room, and it still didn't dissipate.

He Ye sat at the door of the operating room, staring at the door of the operating room, quietly waiting for the result.

Wang Yanshuang performed the surgery herself, and accompanied by several famous chief physicians in Los Angeles, performed the operation on Zhou Xinyi for more than 30 hours.