Chapter 8: At the Price of Blood (2): The Bloody Kiss on the Rooftop

"Tick, tick, tick" The heartbeat detector on the side was tirelessly screaming.

Shen Minghao sat beside Han Jiuyi's hospital bed and didn't close his eyes for two nights, just kept rubbing his eyebrows that were curled together.

He looked at Han Jiuyi in front of him, only the mist that kept appearing in the oxygen mask proved that she was still alive, and the rest could not observe a little breath of her life.

The next morning, the sun had already left the horizon, and it was red, like a dazzling agate disk, slowly moving upward. The first morning sun hit Han Jiuyi's face through the blinds.

"The sun. . . The sun has risen. Han Jiuyi opened his mouth tremblingly.

Shen Minghao, who was guarding the side, raised his head abruptly and looked at the weak Han Jiuyi in front of him with ecstasy.

"You're awake... The ecstasy of the heart followed the sorrow of the belly.

Han Jiuyi didn't look at him, but opened his mouth weakly once: "I'm thirsty and hungry." ”

"Okay, I'll buy you something to eat." The haggard Shen Minghao got up from his chair and prepared to leave the ward.

"Give yourself a change of clothes, it's still covered in blood." Han Jiuyi called Shen Minghao, who was about to leave the ward.

Shen Minghao was stunned by the door for a moment, and replied lightly: "Hmm." He left the room.

Half an hour later, Shen Minghao came back. Carrying all kinds of light food in his hand, he also changed into a neat and neat clothes.

He made the small table next to Han Jiuyi's bed, put all the food on it, and while he was serving, he bowed his head and said to Han Jiuyi: "Kong Lingan is also in this hospital, you rest for a few days first, and when you are well, I will accompany you to see him." “

"Are you feeling guilty and making up for me?" Han Jiuyi looked at Shen Minghao in front of him indifferently.

"No, I'm fulfilling a bet." Shen Minghao replied lightly.

A week later, Han Jiuyi's body gradually recovered, and he was able to move around freely.

Han Jiuyi, who had finished dinner, looked out the brightly lit window and said lightly to Shen Minghao, who was packing up the lunch box: "You and I will go to see Kong Ling'an in a while." “

Shen Minghao threw the finished lunch box aside, and helped Han Jiuyi's arm to help her get out of bed: "Okay, let's go." “

Shen Minghao was still holding Han Jiuyi beside him, moving forward with her slow steps. The hospital was a hurried place, but beside the two of them, it was as if time had stood still, dead silent.

In a trance, the two walked to Kong Lingan's ward.

Han Jiuyi pushed Shen Minghao's hand away and said in a low voice, "I'll go in by myself, you are waiting for me here." “

Shen Minghao answered, and then Han Jiuyi entered the ward.

She opened the door, and the familiar sound of a heartbeat detector came to her ears. She gradually walked towards Kong Ling'an's hospital bed.

Kong Ling'an in front of him had already opened his eyes, lying on the hospital bed and looking at the ceiling motionlessly. Seeing Han Jiuyi coming, he turned his head slightly and muttered in a delirious state.

Han Jiuyi raised his hand violently and covered it in front of his mouth. Her eyes slowly turned red, and finally there was a sparkling glimmer in her sockets. Bean-like tears streamed down her cheeks.

She looked at the scene in front of her, and it was even more painful than when she knew that Kong Ling'an had become a vegetative person, and the guilt in her stomach arose.

Kong Ling'an, who was cheerful and sound in the past, turned out to be a wasted person!

She wept silently and was overwhelmed with grief.

"Who are you, and why are you in my brother's hospital room?" A sharp questioning voice from a girl made Han Jiuyi come back to his senses in an instant.

The girl gradually walked in, looking at Han Jiuyi in front of her with a suspicious expression.

Han Jiuyi didn't answer, but asked the girl a question: "Who are you, what is your name?" “

The girl was a little irritable, frowned, and said coldly: "I am his sister, my name is Kong Lingjie." Who the hell are you? “

"I... I, I'm Han Jiuyi. Han Jiuyi hesitated, but still answered her.

"Han Jiuyi! You're the one who made my brother like this! He finally woke up, don't let him see you, you roll, you roll! Kong Lingjie threw the basin in her hand to the ground violently, and pushed Han Jiuyi hard when she changed her hand.

Han Jiuyi silently endured Kong Lingjie's anger, allowing her to push and curse.

Shen Minghao saw such a scene outside the door and rushed into the ward. blocked Kong Lingjie's last palm.

Shen Minghao used his strength to move forward, but Kong Lingjie didn't stand firmly, so she fell to the ground.

Han Jiuyi was worried: "Are you okay?" "Reach forward to help her.

But Kong Lingjie not only accepted it, but slapped Han Jiuyi's hand away, and cursed even more viciously: "You are sick, it's not enough to mutilate my brother alone, even I don't want to let go, right?" Han Jiuyi, are you still human? You empty shell with no heart! “

Han Jiuyi's heart tightened, and a "slight" tinnitus sounded in his ears.

"Say what you say, you say it again." Shen Minghao stepped forward to protect Han Jiuyi and stared at Kong Lingjie viciously.

"Enough!" Han Jiuyi exclaimed, turned around and ran out of the ward.

Han Jiuyi rushed to the door of the hospital non-stop, even if she tried all her strength, even if the wound was aching, she didn't stop for a moment. There was only one thought in her heart, to leave him!

But when she actually arrived at the door of the hospital, she stopped. She stared at what seemed to be the gate to freedom, and let passers-by stare at her with strange eyes, she stopped, and then slowly crouched down again, buried her head in her knees, hugged her head and cried.

Shen Minghao, who was chasing closely behind, saw Han Jiuyi at the door, and gradually slowed down and quietly walked to her side. Stand by her side and let her vent her emotions wantonly.

He didn't care what passers-by thought, he just stood beside her and waited.

About ten minutes passed, and Han Jiuyi's face was full of tears, and his delicate little face was already covered with red marks. She gradually raised her head, crouched on the ground, and spread her arms slightly.

"Take me to the rooftop, I don't have the strength." Han Jiuyi said weakly.

After Shen Minghao heard this, he stretched out his hand to hug the petite person in front of him and walked towards the rooftop.

When they arrived at the stairwell, the number of people gradually decreased, and Han Jiuyi slowly spoke: "Do you know how sad I am? Looking at Kong Ling'an like that, my heart seems to be someone scratching with a knife and scratching with a claw. “

She raised her head slightly, and her voice gradually strengthened: "You know what? Do you know? Yes? “

"You don't know, you'll never understand, he helped me like that, and I ruined his life, do you know how guilty I am! Ahhh

Shen Minghao didn't say anything, because he knew that he couldn't do anything, and it was impossible for him to let Han Jiuyi leave him, so it was useless for him to say anything.

Shen Minghao continued to carry Han Jiuyi to the rooftop, "Huh-" The door of the rooftop was gradually opened.

Han Jiuyi tapped Shen Minghao's chest and signaled that he wanted to come down.

She surveyed the city, at the splendor of the lamp walls, at the cold and sad land, and let the harsh wind of the rooftop blow on her tear-stained face.

Han Jiuyi walked forward and walked to the very edge of the rooftop, she touched the fence of the rooftop, stretched out her finger, then turned around and said to Shen Minghao: "I want to sit on this, you hug me, I can't go up." “

Shen Minghao approached her, a little embarrassed: "But this is too dangerous." “

"It's okay, don't you have you, you're not going to let me die, are you?" There was a trace of laughter on Han Jiuyi's pale face, how disobedient and painful.

Shen Minghao was stunned for a moment and was stunned for a while. He put his hands under Han Jiuyi's armpits, and with a light lift, he put her on the wall of the rooftop.

Han Jiuyi faced Shen Minghao and gave a faint wry smile: "Grab my ankles." ”

Shen Minghao was a little puzzled, and a bad premonition surged in his heart, and he reached out and grabbed Han Jiuyi's ankle.

"What are you going to do?" Shen Minghao asked eagerly.

Han Jiuyi looked at the nervous Shen Minghao in front of him and smiled again, and then leaned back easily.

Han Jiuyi was hanging headfirst down on the rooftop of the high-rise building.

She let her hair and arms, because of gravity, hang downward. Just close your eyes and enjoy the "feeling of death".

Shen Minghao's three thousand strands of hair stood up, his forehead was cold, and his eyes were full of stars, and he was clung to by nameless fear. He trembled, his mouth was half open, and he let out a hoarse exclamation, feeling like a knife slicing open his chest.

"For a long time!" Her heart trembled, but her hands were clutching her ankles.

"Shen Minghao, it turns out that this is the feeling of death, so relaxed." Han Jiuyi was still hanging on the edge of the rooftop, indulging in the faintness of brain congestion and the pain of torn wounds.

The blood gradually stained the white hospital gown, and Han Jiuyi also raised his body slightly and sat back.

She quietly looked at Shen Minghao in front of her, still holding on to her ankles.

Han Jiuyi slowly raised his hands and held Shen Minghao's face: "Shen Minghao, I hate you so much!" “

Then she lowered her head and kissed him, she kissed the man in front of her hard, biting his lip hard.

Shen Minghao did not resist, let her "retaliate", even if his lips were now dripping with blood, he still did not resist.

Gradually, Han Jiuyi let go of his mouth and jumped to the ground on the rooftop from a high place, and then fell backwards in a faint.

Shen Minghao picked up Han Jiuyi, whose face was pale, and saw that the clothes on her abdomen had turned red, picked her up and quickly ran back downstairs.

"Doctor, doctor!" Shen Minghao ran and shouted in the corridor.

The surrounding medical staff came in response and helped Shen Minghao place Han Jiuyi on the flatbed, and quickly pushed the flatbed to enter the emergency room.

Forty minutes later, the door of the emergency room opened, and Han Jiuyi, who had already woken up, was pushed out.

The doctor took off his mask and kept complaining to Shen Minghao: "As a family member, how did you take care of the patient, so that all her wounds collapsed, this will be life-threatening, understand!" “

Shen Minghao nodded silently and answered the doctor's instructions.

Then, Han Jiuyi was pushed into the ward, and she leaned on the bed and quietly looked out the window.

Shen Minghao slowly approached, dragged the chair next to him and sat down, he said softly: "When your condition is stable, we will be discharged from the hospital, I will ask you the best private doctor to let him take care of you, and we will go home tomorrow, okay?" “

"Okay." Han Jiuyi still looked out the window and said calmly and coldly.