"The patient was seriously injured in a car accident and was bleeding heavily, so he called the brain, chest, and orthopedics department to come down for consultation, and called the blood bank to ask for blood!" The emergency physician kneels on the gurney and gives oxygen to the person in the bed.

Blood foams poured out of the patient's mouth and nose.

"What about the family! Contact the patient's family and report the critical illness! ”

Xu Jiangtian was lying on the hospital bed, and he still had a trace of consciousness. He watched the doctors and nurses scrambling around, and watched the people around him shout loudly and close their mouths.

He wanted to raise his hand and touch his chest to see if he was still alive or had fallen into a near-death hallucination. But the hands are too heavy to lift.

But I don't feel heartache.

It's good, Ayasu, my heart won't hurt anymore.

He looked up at the ceiling.

The light and shadow of the incandescent lamp gradually began to rotate, slowly, slowly turning into a point of light.

"Little God!" An old voice sounded in his ears, and a warm hand took his hand.

Xu Jiangtian used his last bit of strength to look at the old man.

She looked anxious and pained.

The young man covered in blood in front of her was her only relative, and it was all her hopes, but now ...... Everything is going to fall apart.

This is exactly what Xu Jiangtian wants her to experience.

He struggled to swallow the sweet blood foam in his mouth, grabbed the old man's hand tightly, and said in her ear in a weak and trembling voice, "The grace of nurturing...... I'll take ...... Life...... Reported. ”

Although Xu Jiangtian's voice was already very weak, Old Lady Su still understood what he wanted to say.

She was struck by lightning in an instant.

Not drunk, not accidental.

He's suicidal!

Xu Jiangtian wants to use his life to tell her that from now on, whether they live or die, the love between their ancestors and grandchildren will be broken!

She looked at Xu Jiangtian again in shock.

He was in shock, but he still had a relieved smile on his face.

It seems that only death can free him, as if choosing death is his purpose.

Exactly like his biological father.

Mrs. Su was dizzy.

Twenty-two years ago, after his daughter suffered a misfortune, his son-in-law chose to commit suicide by martyrdom.

Twenty-two years later, his only grandson chose to use his life as a weapon to take revenge on her.

Isn't it a big joke that all of my years of hard training and dedication have been wasted in the blink of an eye?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel sad, leaned against the wall of the corridor, and slowly sat down.

Xu Shengrui was reuniting with his classmates in the next city, and received the news of Xu Jiangtian's serious injury from Cheng Zhimiao, and immediately drove back to Pingcheng.

When she arrived, Xu Jiangtian had been sent to the operating room for a long time.

There was only Mrs. Su alone in the corridor.

"Where's my brother?" Her eyes were red, and she walked up to Mrs. Su with questions in her tone.

Old Mrs. Su glanced at her: "Miss Xu Qi, is your tone like this a courtesy to the elders?" ”

"Stop pretending!" Xu Shengrui was a little angry, and her tone was even worse, "There is a pair of elders in the air, and what you do is disrespectful to the elderly!" ”

When Mrs. Su heard this, she stared at Xu Shengrui: "What did you say?" ”

"Isn't it? Why did my brother take this path? Isn't it because you have interfered with his relationship with Liu Xuanxuan many times? When someone falls in love, what does it have to do with you? Stirring up trouble in it every day! Her tone was tough, but tears were rolling down, "If you don't force Liu Xuanxuan away, my brother doesn't know how beautiful his life is now, and now he can't even save his life, are you satisfied?" ”