"Mom, how do you feel?"

It has been a night since the suicide, and Wang Zhuoer's mother, Li Cuihua, has woken up and is resting on the hospital bed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Wang Zhuoer stayed by the bedside, peeling apples for his mother, and looking at Li Cuihua with a smile.

Although Li Cuihua's face was a little pale at the moment, it was obvious that she was in good spirits. Sweeping away the usual stingy appearance, the proprietress looked at her son with a kind face, "It's much better, Dr. Zhang's skills are good, I feel like I can be discharged from the hospital tonight!" ”

"Mom, Dr. Zhang didn't speak, you just live here honestly!" Wang Zhuoer comforted his mother and said, "Don't worry about money, I've already asked my dad for 5,000 yuan, let's live first, and I'll ask him if it's not enough!" ”

"Him?" Obviously, Wang Jinglun is a taboo topic for Li Cuihua, Wang Zhuoer just mentioned it slightly, and Li Cuihua's face couldn't help but become gloomy, "The old lady doesn't spend his money!" Go, return the money to him, I'll pay it myself! ”

The proprietress said as she struggled from the bed to get off the ground.

Seeing this, how could Wang Zhuoer still take care of the little apple? hurriedly rushed over to support his mother, and at the same time said, "Mom, what are you doing!" There is a cheap and not the king/eight/egg, and we don't feel distressed about spending his money! ”

"Mother, I can be regarded as dead this time, and I have thought it through in my heart. Now that you've grown up, although you couldn't be a gangster a while ago, you can be regarded as a change now. I was relieved. I have decided that when I am discharged from the hospital this time, I will divorce your father, and I can't live this life! Li Cuihua was a little excited and said incoherently.

"Mom, you calm down first, let's talk about something slowly. Listen to what you mean, this time you committed suicide, what did that old guy say about you? Wang Zhuoer said with a hint of hatred flashing in his eyes.

"Your dad didn't say anything new this time, but he just disliked me for being ugly and not making much money." Li Cuihua said indifferently.

"Then why did you kill yourself?" Wang Zhuoer said with a confused expression.

"Who told you I was suicidal!" Li Cuihua also asked in surprise.

"You're not committing suicide? What about the injury on your wrist ......"

"When I answered the phone, I was washing the dishes, and I was scolded by your father for being headless and brainless, and I felt angry in my heart. In a fit of rage, I smashed the plate hard, but I didn't expect the plate to fall to the wall and shatter, and a shard that bounced back scratched my wrist. Fortunately, the sound of the plate breaking was heard by the others, and they hurriedly came over to see me before calling an ambulance for me. Recalling the scene at that time, the proprietress said with palpitations.

Wang Zhuoer looked at his mother speechlessly, and his heart was racing. Although the wound was caused by Li Cuihua herself, if it weren't for Wang Zhuoer's abuse for no reason, how could Li Cuihua hurt herself? So this account, in the final analysis, still has to be counted on Wang Jinglun's head!

Li Cuihua reluctantly stood up with the support of Wang Zhuoer. After the operation, although the wound was not on the foot, after all, there was too much blood loss, and the result of insufficient blood supply to the brain was some dizziness. So just take two or three steps, and there is no way to continue.

Before Li Cuihua could walk to the door, the door of the ward suddenly opened, and standing outside the door was the object of condemnation by the two of them in unison-Wang Jinglun.

Wang Jinglun opened the door and saw his son and wife walking towards the door, with a scoundrel-like smile on his face and said, "What's the matter?" Knowing that it was just a minor injury, you were ready to be discharged from the hospital? Didn't you ask me for 5,000 yuan before, aren't you going to pay it back to me, Cuihua? ”

"Hmph, I can't look down on your little money, I'll give you the 5,000 yuan in a while, and you can take it to support your own retirement! Come with me to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow for a divorce! Li Cuihua snorted coldly and replied without humility.

"Oops! It's enduring! Believe it or not, I am taking out a joint loan of five million today in the name of a husband and wife? When the time comes, the divorce will be divided, and the debt will be divided equally! Wang Jinglun said fearlessly.

"Why are you so shameless!" Li Cuihua gritted her teeth and said.

"Don't expect a sudden attack on divorce one day, it's a big deal that I can directly apply for court mediation, and when the time comes, the joint property of the husband and wife will be divided, maybe when your shop will be changed!" Seeing that Li Cuihua was a little angry, Wang Jinglun said inch by inch.

"You've got what it takes!" Li Cuihua pointed at Wang Jinglun and said, "Wait for the day when I will kill you with a knife while you are drunk!" Let's all do it together! ”

Seeing that the two parents were arguing more and more, the voices were getting louder and louder, and there were more and more people watching the excitement in the corridor, Wang Zhuoer was a little helpless, but he didn't know what he could do. On one side is his mother who has always been distressed, and on the other side is his father who has always loved him, and the strong man can be described as a dilemma.

When people don't know how to choose, and they have to choose, their first reaction is to run away. Wang Zhuoer is the same, when Li Cuihua and Wang Jinglun quarreled to the most exciting moment, Wang Zhuoer ran to the door in a fit of anger and fled the room.

Because of excessive blood loss, insufficient oxygen supply to the brain, and being in anger at the moment, Li Cuihua only felt dizzy and swollen. Wang Zhuoer's angry departure made Li Cuihua no longer rely on him, and instantly softened to the ground.

Wang Jinglun looked at everything in front of him with a smile, he didn't know that Li Cuihua had lost too much blood before, and thought that everything in front of him was Li Cuihua acting.

However, is Li Cuihua acting? Of course not! Who would act and hit the corner of the bedside table directly! Li Cuihua, who was weak, watched herself crash towards the bedside table, and although she tried to twist her body, the corner of her forehead still hit the corner of the cabinet fiercely. only heard a muffled sound of "bang", Li Cuihua's forehead was full of blood, and he fainted directly.

Of course, that's not all. Wang Jinglun, who was smiling and watching the excitement on the side, only felt a burst of pain on his forehead at the moment when Li Cuihua's forehead was hit, and the pain made his eyes glow, and he subconsciously let out a loud scream, and then fell to the ground softly.

Well, both of them are dizzy now!

Fortunately, the couple quarreled loudly before, which caused a lot of people to watch the excitement. This time, I saw that both husband and wife were dizzy, and someone quickly called a doctor over.

Coincidentally, the doctor who was called happened to be the doctor who had shown Wang Jinglun the physical examination report before. After bandaging Li Cuihua, whose face was covered with blood and looked more serious, he was instantly happy when he saw Wang Jinglun lying on the hospital bed.

However, as a doctor, his duty as a doctor still allowed him to treat the wound on Wang Jinglun's lower head first. But the more it was treated, the more strange the doctor felt, why was there no blood at all in this wound, but it left a scar? Leaving a scar doesn't count, how can this scar be exactly the same as Li Cuihua's wound?

The doctor subconsciously turned his head and looked at Li Cuihua's wrist that had been tightened, and had a bold guess in his heart......