Chapter 163: Suicide by Throwing Yourself into the Lake
Municipal People's Hospital. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Doctor, how is my wife doing?"
Doctor: "She had a trigeminal nerve injury in her lower jaw, bruising on the inside of her jaw, a slight concussion on her head, and multiple soft tissue injuries on her body, how could she be hurt like this?" β
"The two of us were joking, I didn't mean to."
"She's your wife, and she's not a thug, how can she be beaten to death? Besides, she's pregnant. Now the adults are fine, and the child has been miscarried. Hey, you young people, go in and have a look. β
"What? The child is miscarried. When Zhao Dongxu came to the ward, he saw Song Xinyu's eyes open, his eyes glazed, and he didn't say a word. Wife, I'm sorry, I was wrong, today I must have made a mistake, you forgive me, the child is gone, you can get pregnant again. Song Xinyu was very excited when she heard that the child was gone, "What child is gone?" β
"Wife, you are pregnant, and the child has been miscarried."
"Zhao Dongxu, it was you who killed my child, and you returned my child, ahhhh Song Xinyu lay on the bed crying and fussing, her hands kept patting her chest. Seeing this, Zhao Dongxu hurriedly went to comfort Song Xinyu, but he didn't expect Song Xinyu to grab Zhao Dongxu's neckline and keep shaking his hair, "Murderer, you return my child." β
Zhao Dongxu was anxious, "Don't make trouble, the child doesn't have to be mine." β
"What do you say? The child is not yours? Zhao Dongxu, you are not human. I can't live this day, I want to divorce you. Song Xinyu's voice was very loud, and the patients in the next room were noisy.
"Divorce, it's not that easy, I haven't had enough of it." In this way, the two of them were arguing in the ward, and the nurse hurriedly came to stop it, "You are going to quarrel and go home and quarrel, this is the hospital." As soon as the nurse's voice fell, Zhao Dongxu turned around and left the hospital.
"Woo woo, bastard, rascal, bastard!" Song Xinyu finally calmed down, and at this moment, some fragments (memories) popped up in Song Xinyu's mind: "You come with me." Wen Qiang suddenly came out and forcibly pulled Song Xinyu to the back of the stage, "Let go, you hurt me." β
"You can't marry a hooligan like Zhao Dongxu."
"He's a hooligan? I think you are a hooligan, Xu Shaoren is more handsome than you, more hurtful than you, more careful than you, more manly than you, more manly than you. What else can you do but hurt me? β
"Xinyu, let's not be angry, okay? I know Zhao Dongxu's character better than you. β
"Wen Qiang, don't drag your character in front of me, who are you, we have broken up, who I marry and who I sleep with has nothing to do with you, OK!"
"Xinyu, I'm afraid you'll be hurt."
At this moment, Song Xinyu said with tears in her eyes: "Hurt? Have you hurt me less? Wen Qiang, let me tell you clearly, I am Dongxu's fiancΓ©e now, I will go to sleep with Xu Shao tonight, you still have to take care of your own peach blossom debts. β
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Song Xinyu thought of this, and tears came down again, "Brother Qiang, you're right, Zhao Dongxu is a complete hooligan, I was deceived by Zhao Dongxu, a hooligan." I regret it, the child is gone, the love is gone, and the only bit of self-esteem and self-confidence that remains is gone. The mind is hollowed out, the soul is scorched, and there is only a set of bruised skins left. Brother Qiang, I don't want to live anymore, and I don't have the face to see you anymore. Song Xinyu got up slowly, changed her clothes, and brushed the hair that was scattered in front of her forehead. At this time, her face was pale, her face was haggard to the extreme, and she still endured severe pain and limped out of the hospital against the wall.
She didn't know where to go? Go home, but where is home? Zhao Dongxu is not her home, it is hell. In this way, Song Xinyu floated like a walking corpse on the street, and finally came to a Western restaurant. That was the place where Song Xinyu and Wen Qiang met for the first time, and it was also the place where Wen Qiang helped her out of the siege and compensated her for Lafite's red wine, and even the place where Song Xinyu first opened up. Song Xinyu walked into the western restaurant, and the waiter: "Beauty, what do you want to eat?" β
"I'm sorry, I didn't bring any money, I'll just leave after a while."
Song Xinyu stood there, and the scenes of love in his mind kept flashing (recalling): "What are you doing as a waiter, what are you doing, you are hairy, I said will you do it?" β
I saw a girl keep apologizing to the guest, "Sir, I'm really sorry, I'm really sorry!" I didn't mean to. β
"I'm sorry and it's over, I haven't drunk much of this bottle of Lafite, and you broke it, do you know how much this bottle of wine is worth?"
"I'm sorry sir, I'll pay you for it."
"What do you pay, can you afford it? Forget it, I won't let you pay it, you come here. β
At this time, the man picked up a piece of beef with a fork and placed it on the tip of his leather shoe.
"Little girl, you ate the piece of beef on your grandfather's shoes and licked it clean, forget it today, otherwise...... I make you look good. β
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"Eat quickly, I'm still waiting for my lord to feed you."
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"If you don't eat it, don't eat it, pay for it, I don't think you can afford it."
The girl's tears came out of her eyes, and she slowly took out a few pieces of money from her trouser pocket, two pieces of 20 yuan, five pieces of 10 yuan, and one piece of 5 yuan, a total of 95 yuan. "That's all there is to me, sir."
At this time, the manager walked over, "Sir, this waiter just came to work today, and he is not familiar with the business, so I'm really sorry." β
"I'm sorry what's the use, I'm sorry I can't just pay for it? Nonsense, give it to the master. β
At this moment, the little girl slowly knelt on the ground, her face full of grievance and helplessness. "In order to work to earn money, in order to dissipate the anger of the guests, then eat, no matter how wronged you are, you have to eat, what is the self-esteem at this time." When the little girl's lips were about to get close to the leather shoes, a big hand grabbed the girl's shoulders and slowly helped the girl up, "This gentleman, don't embarrass this little girl, I will compensate for this bottle of Lafite." β
Wen Qiang took out a bank card from his wallet, "Waiter, I'll pay for this gentleman, and I'll ask them for this meal." β
The waiter brought the POS machine and the menu, "Sir, a total of 14,650 yuan was consumed." β
"Swipe your card."
When the man saw that someone was paying, he returned to his seat and stopped biting.
"This big brother, thank you, leave me a call, I will pay you back when I earn money in the future."
"Little girl, you don't have to pay it back."
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Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Song Xinyu's face, and I don't know why? As long as she thinks of the encounter between her and Wen Qiang, Song Xinyu feels very happy. "Brother Qiang, I have a secret that I haven't told you, do you know what it is? I'm leaving this world anyway, so I'll tell you, in fact, I was already in love with you here, where I'm standing now, and you were standing behind me to help me up. After Song Xinyu came out of the restaurant, he didn't know how far he had walked, and finally limped to a lake, "Xinnan, sister is leaving, you have to study hard." I heard that you went to study in the United States, and my sister is really happy for you. I know that the expenses for your current school are paid by Brother Qiang, although you have been hiding from me, but my sister still supports you, as long as you return from school to do things for Brother Qiang and repay Brother Qiang, my sister has no regrets. β
At this moment, only a "plop" sound was heard, Song Xinyu threw himself into the lake, and only a pair of discounted cloth shoes that Song Xinyu bought from the stall were left on the shore.
Wen Qiang's office.
"What's wrong with me today? The eyelids keep jumping, is there something going to happen? Alas, how can I believe this? Then, when Wen Qiang moved his arm, he broke another glass. Good luck, broken peace! β