The moment the truck hit it, the window glass shattered, and countless fragments splashed, cutting Shen Jiannian's cheeks and neck, and there was a tearing sensation everywhere in his body, especially his brain, as if a hole had been chiseled by a sharp weapon.

From the sharp pain at the beginning, to the pain until I lost consciousness, it was a matter of moments.

In his ears was the scream of a girl in fright, it looked so dull in the rainy night, Shen Jianian opened his mouth, but he couldn't scream, his body took off with the car, and then fell down rapidly.

I forgot who said that at the last moment of people's lives, the past will pass through their minds like a marquee, which can be seen to be unreal.

At this moment, she was thinking of Fu Jichen.

He should still be on the plane, waiting with anticrative anticrisy to go home to see her, but unfortunately, she will never see him again.

Shen Jiannian held the white jade lion in his palm tightly, closed his eyes, tears mixed with the blood on his face flowed down, and it seemed that he heard a "bang" again, and the taxi fell into the dark and dreary river.

The icy river water poured in through the broken car window, quickly wrapped the whole body, and poured into the ears, nose and throat, and the feeling of suffocation came suddenly and violently, without even the slightest strength to struggle, and the person lost all consciousness.

The torrential rain was like a note, and the vehicles on both sides of the bridge stopped one after another because of this tragic traffic accident, and some people helped call ambulances, some called the police, and some called the fire department.

On a chaotic rainy night, no one noticed that a man in black got out of a taxi, turned around and ran in a hurry, and jumped into the river to save people before ambulances and firefighters arrived.

In this case, even swimmers who are well versed in water do not dare to rush into the water unless they die. It is also possible to regard the person who falls into the water as more important than his own life.

It was also raining heavily in Beicheng that night, and even if the doors and windows were closed, the sound of the rain disturbed people's sleep.

The mobile phone on the bedside table suddenly vibrated and woke up Wei Ronghua, who was sleeping lightly, she turned on the desk lamp, sat up with her elbows propped on the pillow, picked up the mobile phone, and the familiar phone number flashed on the screen, which made her scattered mind gather slightly.

Wei Ronghua subconsciously looked at the person lying beside him.

Fu Zhengjun drank a lot of wine at the dinner, and when he went home, he was not drunk, he drank a bowl of nourishing ginseng soup and fell asleep, and at this moment there was a slight snoring sound, and he slept very deeply.

Wei Ronghua was still not at ease, and went out to answer the phone with his mobile phone.

"Why did you call so late?"

She had explained to the person in charge of keeping an eye that Shen Jianian had reported any situation to her in time, but the call in the middle of the night was really not like a conversation, so there was a deep resentment in her tone.

On the phone, the man's deep voice was full of sighs: "Miss Shen, who you asked me to star, just had a car accident, and even the car fell into the river, the firefighters are searching and rescuing, and the ambulance has also arrived at the scene." ”

Even if Wei Ronghua didn't like Shen Jianian, and suddenly heard that she had an accident, he couldn't help but be shocked, which is human nature.

"How, how did it happen?" After a long pause, she heard herself ask.

"My car followed behind and I could see very clearly, a heavy truck hit the taxi that Miss Shen was sitting in, and according to the situation at the scene of the accident, there is little chance of life in the car."

Wei Ronghua stood in the corridor, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, blowing cold all over her body, she raised her hand and pressed it on her chest, her heart was still beating wildly.

"In that case, you can withdraw it, and you don't have to follow it in the future." Wei Ronghua lowered his voice.

Shen Jianian has nothing to do with her whether she lives or dies, and the car accident is an accident, which shows that she should have this catastrophe in her life, and she can't complain about others, whether she can survive and see her own creation.

Despite thinking so, Wei Ronghua still couldn't feel at ease, and his mouth kept muttering something, but he didn't make any sound, only his lips moved.

With a "clang" sound, she was startled, the mobile phone in her hand fell to the floor, she bent down to pick it up, and the dim corridor light reflected her face pale.

Xiao Heting's death was the only evil thing she had ever done in her life, even if Shen Jianian died, it was not caused by her, she just asked her to leave Jichen, and she didn't think about harming her life.

There's no need for her to panic, there's no need to ......

Wei Ronghua kept suggesting to himself that this matter had nothing to do with him, and his ups and downs slowly calmed down.

She looked up at the end of the hallway, and it turned out that the servant had forgotten to close the ventilated window on the second floor, and the wind was blowing the window back and forth, making noise.

Wei Ronghua held his mobile phone in both hands, walked over in a trance, and closed the window.

There were water stains on the ground, she didn't bother to care, turned around and went back to the bedroom, and saw Fu Zhengjun who got up from the bed, and her heart that had finally calmed down was turbulent again: "What's wrong?" ”

Wei Ronghua squeezed out a faint smile on her lips, with her pale complexion, it was actually ugly, but she didn't notice it. She walked to the side of the bed with slippers and put one hand on her husband's shoulder: "Is your stomach uncomfortable?" ”

Men often go out to socialize, and there is something wrong with their stomachs.

"Nope. I went to the bathroom. ”

Fu Zhengjun rubbed the corners of his forehead, stood up, and the well-maintained hand on his shoulder hung down.

Looking at her husband's back, Wei Ronghua was stunned for a few seconds, and it was not until the bathroom door closed that she withdrew her gaze, lifted the quilt and lay on the bed, her body chilling from the inside out.

When the others came back and lay down, Wei Ronghua involuntarily leaned over and hugged her husband, wanting to draw warmth from him and seek a trace of psychological comfort.

Fu Zhengjun turned his back to her and asked, "Why didn't you sleep?" ”

Wei Ronghua did not ignore the loneliness in her heart at the moment when he turned his back, she settled her turbulent mind and said: "The rain is too loud, I panicked when I heard it, I went out to drink water, and found that the maid didn't close the window in the corridor, so I went to close the window." ”

"Sleep." Fu Zhengjun closed his eyes after speaking.

Wei Ronghua's heart was empty, as if the wind had leaked in. She reached out and turned off the lamp, tossing and turning, remembering many things that she had deliberately forgotten.

The night Xiao Heting died seemed to be such a rainy night.

When the news came back to Beicheng, she was sent to the hospital for early delivery because of her mood and fluctuating mood. Pregnant with twins is more dangerous than ordinary pregnant women, she lay on the operating table all night, fell asleep for two days and one night before waking up, and almost lost her life.

Fortunately, her children were born safely, and when the nurse came to the ward, she also said that the child was not like a premature baby at all, especially a boy, who cried loudly and loudly, and would definitely have a future in the future.

However, her daughter was born with heart disease.

Obviously, when I did the prenatal check-up before, I was very careful, and the doctor was a trustworthy person, and he kept saying that there was no problem with the two children, and the development of various organs in the body was normal.

At that time, she thought that this was God's punishment, and she was terrified, and she did not rest well for a long time after giving birth, and she always woke up in her sleep, dreaming that Xiao Heting and her stillborn child were looking for her life.

In fact, she has never seen Xiao Heting herself, she has only seen a few photos taken from a distance in the investigation of her information, and she can vaguely identify that she is a beauty, otherwise she would not make the eldest son of the Fu family fascinated, and he is bent on marrying her regardless of the wishes of his family.

If it weren't for her design Fu Zhengjun and having a night with him after the family banquet, with Fu Zhengjun's persistence, the current Fu family's housewife should be someone else.

In another room of the Fu family's old house, Fu Yuling hadn't slept yet, and had just received a text message.

[It's done.] 】

After reading the news, Fu Yuling hooked the corners of his lips, neatly pulled out the phone card, walked into the bathroom, palms down, fingers opened easily, the phone card fell into the toilet, and then pressed the flush button, and the card the size of a fingernail disappeared in the blink of an eye.

*

In Jiangcheng No. 1 Hospital, the man in black who was soaked was leaning against the wall outside the operating room, his whole body was exhausted, and there was no trace of blood on his face, which was whiter than the light.

The doctor brought the consent form and asked in the hallway, "Who are the patient's family?" ”

The man stood up straight, pinched his fingers hanging at his side into his palms, and used the pain to stimulate himself to cheer up: "Her family members are no longer in the world, and I will come if I need to sign." ”

"You're her husband?"

"It's not." The man's voice trembled, "But I can take responsibility for her life." ”

The situation was urgent, and the doctor explained to the man in front of him a little quickly: "The patient's current condition is very dangerous, the body is fractured in many places, there is bleeding in the brain, she is still pregnant with a child in her belly, less than two months old, and the child will definitely not be saved with medication during the operation." We will do our best to save the patients, and you have to be prepared......"

He couldn't hear the rest of the words, except that the doctor said she was pregnant with a child.

Not daring to delay time, he wiped away the tears that blurred his vision, clenched the pen in his hand, and used so hard that the back of his hand bulged out green tendons, and signed his name on the surgical consent form - Pei Che.

The last stroke fell, and the tip of the pen almost cut through the paper.

"Please save her, please."

Pei Che's voice was hoarse like a cracked silk, and it became very difficult to make a sound, and his raised eyes were wet and red, and there was unbearable grief in his eyes.

He was more afraid of being separated from her than not being able to have her.

(End of chapter)