At that time, she just had to play the role of a canary obediently.

Although she doesn't know her background and is still in debt, she is at least free.

Unlike now, people are imprisoned at home by Su Jingchuan, not to mention, I don't know which day he will kill him.

He Xiaoyue counted down every day, calculating when her death would come.

The rose garden was kept clean, but she asked the housekeeper for scissors.

When the butler handed it to her, he said, "Madam, be careful, don't hurt yourself." ”

He Xiaoyue smiled lightly, and then returned to a very indifferent expression.

She crouched down and looked at the brightly colored roses for a moment.

The red roses seemed to be about the same color as blood, and she looked at them intently.

Then, she cut one flower after another that was blooming.

The movements cut them off very gently, and some were even just a flower bone that was ruthlessly cut off by He Xiaoyue.

Seeing this, the housekeeper couldn't help but shout in surprise: "Madam! ”

He Xiaoyue continued to cut the flowers one by one as if she hadn't heard it.

She cried as she cut it, and the tears fell on the petals and flowed down again.

Then she crouched there and laughed to herself, sounding very.

The housekeeper hurriedly called Su Jingchuan, "Young master, Mrs. is crazy about cutting those flowers in the garden!" ”

He wasn't actually distressed about those flowers, he was afraid that something was wrong with his wife.

After hearing this, Su Jingchuan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then said: "If she thinks she can vent like this, you can let her cut it." ”

The housekeeper didn't say anything more, and hurriedly hung up the phone.

But who knows, at the moment when he hung up the phone, He Xiaoyue took advantage of his inattention and cut his wrist with scissors!

"Ma'am!"

The housekeeper shouted, and then hurriedly ran over, holding He Xiaoyue, who was about to fall to the ground.

In an instant, blood gushed out from He Xiaoyue's wrist, dripping into the dirt drop by drop.

The color of these roses is no different, as if the flower was raised with her blood.

Before He Xiaoyue closed her eyes, she said to the housekeeper: "Don't save me..."

Anyway, her final result is death, why not die now, die early and be liberated.

Yucheng Hospital.

When He Xiaoyue was sent to the emergency room, Ling Fan happened to go to the emergency room to find someone.

"This girl chose to commit suicide when she was so young and beautiful, she should have really encountered something that she couldn't get by."

When Ling Fan heard this, he had an intuition in his heart, and his intuition told him that the girl who was rescued inside was He Xiaoyue.

He hurried over to look, and sure enough, a familiar one crashed into his pupils.

Ling Fan has been a doctor for many years, and it stands to reason that he should have been immune to this kind of scene for a long time.

He'd even seen it worse than the current one.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that He Xiaoyue brought him far more impact than everything he had seen before.

This was the second time he had seen He Xiaoyue in the emergency room.

The first time he could understand the situation, school violence.

But now he couldn't figure it out.

Ling Fan stood over there, thinking in his heart, although Su Jingchuan seemed a little uncertain, he still took good care of He Xiaoyue.

And listening to Xiao Qi, the two of them have been living sweetly recently.

The only thing that makes people feel a little regrettable is that He Xiaoyue had a miscarriage a few days ago.

But he said that the two are still so young now, and there will always be children.

Therefore, Ling Fan thought that He Xiaoyue would not be unable to think about this matter and go to the step of suicide.

At this time, a colleague came over and asked, "Is Dr. Ling here to help?" ”

"Oh, no." Ling Fan returned to his thoughts, didn't look any further, and stepped aside to dial Su Jingchuan's phone.

He had just found Su Jingchuan's phone number, and when he was about to press it, he felt that his approach was a bit redundant.

Since someone called an ambulance to take He Xiaoyue to the hospital, Su Jingchuan must have understood the situation at this moment.

Ling Fan thought about it, put the phone in his pocket, and silently returned to his department.

There were still a few beds of patients waiting for him to go on rounds, and he couldn't stay in the emergency room for long.

When the housekeeper called Su Jingchuan, he was in a meeting with the team in charge of the acquisition.

As soon as he received the call, he almost immediately left the conference room, and he didn't even explain a word.

Li Can has been getting more and more confused about him as a boss recently, but there is no key content to talk about in the next meeting, so Li Can hastily wrapped up the boss for him.

By the time Su Jingchuan Road Hospital arrived, He Xiaoyue had already been rescued.

Because of the excessive blood loss, her whole body looked very pale, and her already fair skin was now almost transparent.

The housekeeper was guarding outside the ward, and after Su Jingchuan took the elevator up, he didn't have time to talk to the housekeeper and rushed straight into the ward.

However, seeing that He Xiaoyue was asleep, his movements were not as impatient as just now, and slowed down slightly.

He walked over to the bed, touched her head, and smoothed out the broken hair in front of her forehead.

Then, Su Jingchuan looked down at He Xiaoyue's wrist, and his thin wrist was wrapped in circles of gauze.

He didn't dare to touch her, he just looked at He Xiaoyue's face quietly and sighed one after another.

He really wanted to go out for a cigarette and come back at this time, but he remembered that He Xiaoyue had been telling him to quit smoking before, and finally held back.

Su Jingchuan just sat beside He Xiaoyue like this, never left all night, and never closed his eyes.

The housekeeper did not dare to leave, and it was only in the morning that he came out of the ward.

The blue stubble came out of his chin, and the tie was loosely ripped by him, and the whole person looked very unenergetic.

"Young Master, are you going back?"

Su Jingchuan didn't really want to leave, but he was afraid that He Xiaoyue would be scared when he woke up and saw him.

However, Su Jingchuan glanced at the housekeeper coldly, and asked in a deep voice, "Who asked you to give her scissors?" ”

"I—I thought my wife just wanted to cut the flowers—" The butler felt that the explanation was very weak, but he didn't know what to say.

"What do you give her want, don't you stop her from dying?" Su Jingchuan was really angry at the moment.

He obviously explained it well, and asked the housekeeper to pay attention to He Xiaoyue's every move, but something still happened.

At this moment, He Xiaoyue had already woken up, she felt that her throat was dry and itchy, and she coughed violently twice.

Su Jingchuan, who heard it outside the ward, turned around and pushed the door in, and He Xiaoyue saw him come in, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

The body went to the other side to hide again and again, and when she saw Su Jingchuan now, it was like seeing a ghost.

Su Jingchuan slowly approached her, looking at her panicked face, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

His face was pale, and his eyes looked at He Xiaoyue like ink.

Suddenly, he leaned down and approached her, his voice as eerie as coming from hell.

"He Xiaoyue, let me tell you, your trick is useless! It's not that easy for me to die! ”