Fu Zhirong tilted his head and leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes tiredly, and responded to his words with silence.

When Dr. Zhao got up, he inadvertently swept over Fu Zhirong and put it beside him, only to find that his fingertips were actually trembling violently.

He didn't dare to ask anything more, lowered his head to minimize his presence, and slipped away along the crack in the door.

Fu Zhirong was lying on the sofa, and actually fell asleep unconsciously, and when he opened his eyes again, almost two hours had passed.

According to the doctor's estimated time, Ruan Qianya should be almost okay at this time.

He stood up and walked to the bedroom, smelling a thick smell of blood as he pushed the door open.

Ruan Qianya's eyes were closed lightly, and she lay calmly on the bed.

The sunlight shone in through the window, and lay on her body, as if it could not illuminate her, and she lay so lifeless on the bed.

One of her arms lay limply on the side of the bed, blood dripping down the bloody arm.

A small pool of blood had accumulated on the ground.

For a while, anger and horror surged into Fu Zhirong's heart, and he ran over like crazy, stepping on a pool of blood, splashing a small splash of blood, staining his spotless suit pants.

Fu Zhirong didn't care about the wound on Ruan Qianya's hand, but raised his hand and slapped him in the face, turning Ruan Qianya's head away.

Fu Zhirong had put on the mask of hypocrisy for so long, and at this moment it was torn clean, and he grabbed Ruan Qianya's collar and dragged her up from the bed.

"I think you really don't want to live!" Fu Zhirong shook Ruan Qianya vigorously and roared like crazy.

Ruan Qianya opened her eyes as if she had just woken up, flashing her eyelashes, and smiled weakly at Fu Zhirong.

"If you can take me away in front of Jing Yihong, you have a way to make me never see him. Rather than stay in your hands and be used as a knife by you, I should finish myself off. ”

Fu Zhirong listened to his words, and his anger didn't come out, and he raised his hand to hit her in the face again.

Ruan Qianya didn't hide or dodge, just squinted her eyes slightly, and looked at him calmly.

Fu Zhirong's hand stopped in mid-air, he looked at Ruan Qianya's face, and clenched his fists fiercely, his bones making a tooth-aching creak.

It was only after a while that his fist landed heavily on the head of the bed.

The room in the hotel is European-style, and the head of the bed is a sturdy iron frame.

"I tell you Ruan Qianya, I can rescue you from the water in the search for Jing Yihong, and I can also hang your life today and not let you die."

Fu Zhirong looked at her and laughed angrily, "Do you want to die?" It's not that easy! I want you to become the sharpest knife and stab Jing Yihong in the heart at once, so that he can't even understand it! ”

Ruan Qianya tilted her head and looked at him with desperate eyes, and Fu Zhirong's crazy face was reflected in those clear eyes.

Fu Zhirong looked at his appearance from her eyes, those eyes seemed to be able to write, and they were full of his Fu Zhirong's unspeakable crimes.

Fu Zhirong arrogantly stretched out his hand, covered Ruan Qianya's eyes, and said sharply outside the door: "Doctor Li, get in and treat me!" ”

Hearing the call, Dr. Li didn't dare to delay for a minute, and stumbled in. E-Book Workshop

When he saw the bloodstains on the ground, as well as Ruan Qianya and Fu Zhirong, who were in a mess, he couldn't help but gasp.

He walked over with his medical kit and walked over on thin ice, and saw the wound on Ruan Qianya's wrist when he opened his eyes.

He sighed secretly in his heart, how much did this woman want to die, she actually bit her flesh and muscles with her teeth, and wanted to kill herself by cutting her wrists in this way!

The wound on Ruan Qianya's arm was hideous and piercing.

Fu Zhirong's body was also splashed with a lot of blood, and at first glance it looked like a crime scene.

"Give her a wound," Fu Zhirong's voice was cold without a trace of emotion, "It's not so easy for her to die." ”

The doctor put down the medical kit, and as soon as he came into contact with Ruan Qianya's wound, he didn't know where she got the strength, so he actually raised the injured arm and slapped his hand open.

Immediately, the wound was pulled, and another stream of blood flowed out.

"This ......," Dr. Li was a little embarrassed for a moment, "the patient is not cooperative. ”

Fu Zhirong didn't even look at Dr. Li more: "I don't want to treat, do you?" Then wait for her to bleed until she has no strength. ”

Ruan Qianya was handcuffed with one hand and injured with the other, he could only gently rub Fu Zhirong with his forehead, and said in a low voice: "Let me die, okay, Fu Zhirong?" ”

This was the first time Ruan Qianya called his name, Fu Zhirong's heart moved, and then a strange feeling came to his heart.

He couldn't tell what it was like, it was as if someone had pricked the tip of his heart with a vinegared needle, and it was a little sour and a little painful.

"During the time when you pretended to have amnesia, I tried my best to be nice to you, and you didn't ask me for anything. At that time, as long as you begged me, I would agree," Fu Zhirong wanted to hook his lips, but he didn't have the strength to do so, "Now you beg me, beg me to let you die." ”

Ruan Qianya really didn't have the strength to say anything more to him.

Fu Zhirong is really terrible, even if she is comforting herself psychologically, Jing Yihong lets go for her good.

But she was still afraid.

I'm afraid that Jing Yihong won't be able to find here, and I'm afraid that Jing Yihong is a step late.

When she passed out in a daze, she heard it clearly, and Fu Zhirong wanted to hypnotize herself by the psychiatrist.

She couldn't believe how she would face herself if she really became the one who hurt Jing Yihong.

Ruan Qianya closed her eyes, and still muttered in her mouth: "Let me die, you have a lot of hostages to choose from, why me?" ”

Ruan Qianya's voice had begun to tremble, as if he was going to crush Ruan Qianya, he tightly clamped it in his arms: "Ruan Qianya! I don't believe it's someone like you who doesn't want to survive. ”

Dr. Li saw that Ruan Qianya would have no intention of struggling, and hurriedly took the time to treat her wounds.

The wound bites deeply, it looks hideous, and even if the wound grows, I am afraid that the function of the wrist will be affected in the future.

Dr. Li sighed lightly with some pity, I heard that Ruan Qianya is a designer, and she also chose to hurt her right hand, I am afraid that it will be difficult to work for a long time in the future.

Ruan Qianya struggled lightly a few more times, and Fu Zhirong freed up one hand to hold the arm tightly to prevent her from moving, so she barely managed the wound.

After Dr. Li treated the wound, he didn't dare to stay for a long time, so he hurriedly ran out with the medical kit, and closed the door by the way.