And now, the irritability is at its peak.

After smoking half a cigarette, Wen Xili said: "I know that you have strong self-esteem and are used to being independent, but since you are married to me and we are already together, you don't need to take care of everything by yourself." ”

He paused, and then said, "Work ......."

Wen Xili's voice stalled suddenly, and he smelled some ominous smell in the air.

He looked down and saw that the water in the bathroom had already spilled out of the crack in the door, and the clear water was mixed with wisps of faint red......

The hole in the membrane contracted violently for a moment, and he jerked his foot up and kicked the bathroom door open.

The ginger wine was poured into the water, her clothes were already wet, there were a few painkillers scattered on the ground, and her wrists hung weakly, and there were knife marks on them.

His razor had been disassembled, and the blade was tightly pinched in the palm of his hand by ginger wine, and blood continued to flow down his fingers.

*

In front of the emergency room, Wen Xili sat on a bench, frowning, smoking a cigarette.

It took nearly twenty minutes to send the unconscious ginger wine from home to the hospital, and he overtook the red light in his life.

Fortunately, it was a residence in the center of the city, not far from the hospital, and after being sent to the hospital, I was sent to the emergency room. 、

When he lit a cigarette, his hands were shaking, and his heart still felt paralyzed, and he didn't feel relieved.

Wen Xili took the phone, flipped through the address book, thought about it, and still didn't call anyone.

He let out a slow breath, stared at the red light in the emergency room, and pursed his lips slightly.

……

Because of the timely delivery, the ginger wine did not lose much blood, and after more than half an hour of first aid, it was sent out of the emergency room.

Seeing the door of the emergency room open, Wen Xili got up from the bench and stepped forward to ask, "Doctor, my wife ......"

"It's not a big deal." The doctor took off his mask and glanced at the handsome young man in front of him, "I didn't cut the artery." ”

Wen Xili breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and glanced at the ginger wine lying on the hospital bed that was still transfused.

Her face was still pale, and her face was tightly wrinkled, as if she was suffering some great pain.

"Doctor, is there anything wrong with my wife's health? For example, if you need to take a high dose of painkillers? ”

"There was no obvious illness during the surgery." The doctor said, "The specific situation needs to be done a physical examination." ”

Wen Xili looked at the ginger wine and pursed his lips slightly.

*

It's only been a month since I was discharged from the hospital, but I didn't expect to go in again.

Seeing the nurses busy in the ward, Wen Xili was a little irritated and went to the vent to light a cigarette.

He finished smoking a cigarette by himself, shook off the ashes of the cigarette, and was about to turn around and go back to the ward to take a look at the ginger wine, when he saw a young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and white casual clothes going to the ginger wine ward.

"Hey," Wen Xili called out to him in an unkind tone, "You're on the wrong track. ”

He opened a single ward for ginger wine.

When the young man saw him, he was slightly stunned, then walked over with a gentle smile and said to Wen Xili, "You are Mr. Wen Xili, right?" ”

"......," Wen Xili said, staring at him, "Who are you?" ”

"My surname is Lin, and my name is a single name." The young man smiled and handed over a business card with a white background and gilding, "It's really nice to see you here." ”

Wen Xili lowered his head and glanced at the business card lightly, and when he saw the man's signature, his breath was slightly suffocated.