Never leave my wife: I won't date the president if he remarries

Seven hours later, the door of the operating room was finally slowly opened again, and the doctors pushed Su Wuxi out.

I wanted to move forward, but as soon as I moved, I found that my legs were so numb that I didn't feel anything.

For seven full hours, Yuan Heting stood there without moving.

Slowing down, Yuan Heting's eyes were bloodshot, a doctor noticed him and stopped on his own initiative.

"Don't worry, the patient is out of danger, and is now transferred to the intensive care unit, and can be transferred to the general ward when the situation is completely stable."

After a pause, the doctor's eyes flickered, and the topic changed.

"However, the wound on the patient's forehead is very deep, and I'm afraid it will leave a scar after it heals. Girls nowadays value appearance. After she wakes up, please comfort her and let her not think so much. It can remove scars."

After speaking, the doctor said nothing, Yuan Heting nodded, and wrote it down carefully. At this moment, the numbness subsided a little. Although there was still a remnant, it did not affect his actions.

Following the doctor, Yuan Heting personally sent Su Wuxi to the ward.

Standing outside the door, he stood there for a long time, staring greedily at Su Wuxi's pale face through the glass, his heart throbbing with pain.

On the other hand, Mo Jinyuan almost fainted on the way due to too much blood donation, and was also sent to the ward by the nurse.

After infusing a bag of glucose and resting for a few hours, after confirming that there was nothing wrong with his body except a little weak, Mo Jinyuan got up.

He wanted to go to Su Wuxi's ward, but was stopped by the doctor on duty.

"Mr. Mo, you are still very weak and not suitable for going out. I suggest you rest in the hospital for a few more days."

It was a matter of business, and the doctor gave advice based on his physical condition. Hearing this, Mo Jinyuan shook his head.

"I know my body, it's fine, now I have something urgent, I have to go."

There was a loud sound, Mo Jinyuan's face was full of determination, he sighed, the doctor didn't persist, got out of bed, Mo Jinyuan went straight to Su Wuxi's ward.

From a distance, he saw the tall and straight figure outside the ward, and suddenly a burst of anger rushed straight up, he clenched his fists and quickened his pace.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Yuan Heting tilted his head, his face was still red and swollen.

"You came."

The voice was cold, and he narrated calmly. At this moment, he became that unattainable, ruthless person again.

The anger in his heart was even worse, Mo Jinyuan was very displeased with Yuan Heting's appearance, without the slightest hesitation, without saying a word, he directly punched Yuan Heting, his movements were sharp.

After taking a few steps back, Yuan Heting's eyes were cold, and he returned his hand. The two fought, and soon, Mo Jinyuan was defeated and knocked to the ground with two punches.

Condescending, Yuan Heting looked at him from top to bottom, his thin lips parted slightly.

"Are you still coming?"

The words were obviously very common, but they had different meanings in Mo Jinyuan's ears. His body was soft, and the sequelae of excessive blood transfusion were revealed at this moment.

Putting his hands on the ground and borrowing his strength, Mo Jinyuan stood up. He didn't answer Yuan Heting's question.

"Yuan Heting, you are so fucking inhuman, do you look like a man? Don't you think it's too selfish to take Su Wuxi away when you obviously don't love her? Eating what's in the bowl and looking at what's in the pot, really Disgusting."

Without a pause, Mo Jinyuan wrote it in one go, every word hit Yuan Heting's heart, making his face turn pale, his lips were pursed, his profile was stern, Yuan Heting didn't refute, and let Mo Jinyuan vent.

He really had no right to say anything about this matter, and Mo Jinyuan had just saved Su Wuxi, so he could bear it just because of this.

Yuan Heting didn't speak until Mo Jinyuan finished speaking.

"I'm sorry about Xiaoxi, but I will make it up to her, and I will try my best to give her the best, as long as she wants."

"If you want to leave you, will you give it to her too?"

Mo Jinyuan raised the corners of his lips mockingly, and Mo Jinyuan said it casually, Yuan Heting's expression froze, from his expression, Mo Jinyuan guessed a thing or two.

"Don't make promises lightly if you can't do it."

Therefore, those who are full of promises, but in the end they break their words are the most disgusting to him.

Patting the dust on the corner of his clothes, Mo Jinyuan lowered his eyes, and his tone was flat, as if it was a simple notification.

"When Su Wuxi is better, I will take her away. She will always get hurt when she is by your side. Don't rush to refuse. I'm just telling you rather than discussing it."

Word by word, Mo Jinyuan looked directly at Yuan Heting without hesitation, Yuan Heting pulled his lower lip.

Previously, because of Su Wuxi's face, he didn't care about Mo Jinyuan, so he resisted not getting angry, but now Mo Jinyuan is making progress, touching his bottom line step by step.

He can turn a blind eye to other things, but he won't agree to this alone.

"What you said is impossible. I will not let you take her away, nor will I leave her. She can only be my woman, whether it was once or in the future."

Glancing lazily at Yuan Heting, Mo Jinyuan was too lazy to talk, and he took out his mobile phone from his suit pocket.

"Hey, third child, check something for me. The car accident happened at the central intersection yesterday. Yes, I need to know the driver who caused the accident..."

While making a phone call and walking, Mo Jinyuan left the corridor of the hospital.

After a long silence, Yuan Heting was relieved. He rubbed his hair irritably and sent a text message.

The above content is surprisingly similar to Mo Jinyuan's, except that he sent it not to one person, but to two.

After staying in the hospital for a while, discussing the treatment plan with the attending physician, Yuan Heting looked at the crumpled and blood-stained clothes and notified the assistant.

Soon, the assistant came to the hospital and sat in the car, sinking into the soft back seat. Yuan Heting rubbed the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes tiredly.

In the driver's seat, the assistant looked at Yuan Heting through the rearview mirror, full of doubts.

Mr. Yuan of his family has always been a rigorous, conscientious and meticulous person. When did he get himself into such a mess? Could it be because of Ms. Zhong?But I didn't hear anything happened to Miss Zhong.

Guessing in his heart, the assistant didn't dare to ask, after all, the president's affairs are not something little people like them can spy on.

After returning home, Yuan Heting went into the bathroom after ordering the servants to cook. After washing up, two text messages had already appeared on his mobile phone.

They were sent by people in the political and legal circles respectively, and the information recorded the name and place of residence of the driver who caused the accident.

His eyes were getting colder, Yuan Heting ate his meal in a hurry, and rushed over with his people.

The driver who caused the accident lived in a relatively remote place, and he was the only family in the distance. It was a small house with a narrow yard, and a black car was parked in the yard.

After getting out of the car, Yuan Heting stood in front of the door with couplets on it. The person who followed knocked on the door. After a while, a man's impatient voice came from inside.

"Come here, who is it..."

Creaking, the door was opened. Facing the expressionless face above, the man's first reaction was to close the door immediately, but the man in black resisted it.

"Who are you? Why did you come to my house? You are so vicious. If you don't tell me clearly, I will call the police."

Seeing that the purpose was not successful, the man immediately put on the look of his master, and looked at the few people vigilantly, with a flash of panic in his eyes.

Without speaking, Yuan Heting glanced at the person blocking the door. The person understood and pushed the door open, and the man took a few steps back due to the force.

Stepping into the house, one is greeted with cramped and stuffy air. The house is very messy, as if it has not been tidied up for a long time.

Frowning slightly, Yuan Heting stood where he could barely get his feet, while the man was pressed down in front of Yuan Heting.

Forced to kneel down, the man's face was full of anger.

"Who are you, why do you treat me like this, if you don't let go, I really called the police."

Unable to break free, he was suppressed even harder, his wrist hurt, the man could only raise his eyes to look at Yuan Heting, and said threatening words in his mouth.

"Did you hit someone with your car yesterday?"

With questioning words and an affirmative tone, Yuan Heting was indifferent to the man's words, and asked directly for the result he wanted.

"What bumping into people? I didn't go out at all yesterday. Don't slander me with your mouth."

Hearing this, the man paused for a second, and then resisted again, his face looking quite ferocious.

Without further ado, Yuan Heting took out his mobile phone and played a surveillance video, which clearly recorded the whole process. After watching, the man bowed his head and remained silent for a while.

In the face of the evidence, all refutations are pale and powerless, and the man obviously knows this truth, his face is covered by semi-darkness, and his voice suddenly becomes hoarse.

"What can this video of yours explain? It can only show that the woman who was hit deserved it. She was wandering in the middle of the road at night. It would be strange if she didn't get hit. If this kind of person died, it would be cheaper for her. Moreover, this car just followed My car is the same, how can you prove that the car must be mine?"

Lifting his head abruptly, the man smiled rascally. In a short time, all he could think of was not to admit it. Anyway, there is no driver's face in the video. Who can say it must be him?
The palms were clenched tightly, and the knuckles turned white from the force. After the man finished speaking, Yuan Heting spoke indifferently.

"I don't like liars with their tongues cut off."

According to Yan, one of them took out a military Swiss knife, and the man showed a disdainful smile.

"Trash, if you really dare to cut..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes widened in horror, the tip of his tongue was in severe pain, dripping with blood, and a piece of his tongue fell to the ground.

"Aren't you ready to admit it?"

Although Yuan Heting is still unbelievably handsome at this moment, he is also like a devil in the eyes of a man.

Trembling, the man kept kowtowing on the ground, blood mixed with saliva, but he didn't realize it, and said something vaguely in his mouth, Yuan Heting knew that it was a confession.

Lack of interest, Yuan Heting showed a cruel and cruel smile. He looked at the rickety man, as if looking at an ant, so insignificant.

"Deal with him. Be quick. I don't want to hear any news about his existence."

Leaving aside a word, Yuan Heting left this uncomfortable place.

Everyone has to pay the price for their actions, and those who have hurt Su Wuxi and have not yet repented are not worthy of living in this world.

And he is also atonement.