An ambulance arrived quickly.

Chu Qianmo was in a coma, and the doctors and nurses rushed to the ambulance after hearing the news.

Due to excessive blood loss, she had fallen into shock, her consciousness was blank, and she had no reaction at all.

They quickly bandaged and gave first aid to Chu Qianmo, and in a panic, everyone hurried towards the hospital.

Shang Jiachen's heart was completely in a mess.

He couldn't imagine what kind of self-blame and guilt he would bear if she died in his suspicion like this.

He drove the car behind the ambulance in panic, ran through countless red lights, slammed on the accelerator and followed the ambulance to the hospital.

"The patient lost too much blood! Immediately notify the blood bank for a blood transfusion! Hurry up! Hurry up!"

The doctor shouted anxiously, together with several nurses, surrounded Chu Qianmo who had fallen into a coma, and entered the emergency room for rescue.

Shang Jiachen's hands were covered with Chu Qianmo's blood. He stood helplessly outside the door of the operating room. When he saw the red light in the operating room, bags of blood were sent to the emergency room. At that time, his heart was completely plunged into an unprecedented mess.

the second time.

This was the second time in his life that he was forced to be at a loss and lost all sense of proportion.

The first time was on the night of the wedding, when he heard the report from the executioner that Chu Qianmo had been dealt with.

He was also like this moment, his clothes were wet with sweat, his soul seemed to have been thoroughly washed by dirty water, and he fell into an unprecedented hell.

He completely ignored the time, and his mind went blank.

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized that he had already been in love with Xia Yimo, it turned out that he cared so much about Xia Yimo.

A girl like her who is unarmed, innocent and kind, was forced by him to the point of declaring her ambition with death. It is conceivable how desperate she must have been in the night of being imprisoned to make such a move.

And he, because of the evidence provided by Lin Shujing, chose to doubt her instead of believing her.

The remorse in Shang Jiachen's heart poured out like a flood. At this moment, sitting on the cold bench in the hospital, he suddenly realized that he was so afraid of losing Xia Yimo.

Looking at the dried blood on his hands, he was as restless as an ant on a hot pan.

The emotion that made him feel extremely uneasy once again filled his chest.

He subconsciously punched the wall of the corridor again. Only through this painful way can he keep his head awake.

Xia Yimo must be fine.

Otherwise, he would never forgive himself...

After waiting outside the operating room for an unknown amount of time, the doctor finally walked out of the operating room.

Shang Jiachen stood up instantly, and walked towards the doctor without hesitation:

"How to say?"

The cold voice came from the depths of his throat, as if it came from hell, it was chilling.

"The patient lost a lot of blood. Fortunately, he was rescued in time and the bleeding has stopped, but..."

The doctor upheld his usual style and spoke out in the most conservative way.

Unexpectedly, Shang Jiachen, who was already on the verge of madness, grabbed him by the collar, and there was a murderous look in his scarlet eyes:
"No, but if anything happens to her, I'll let your whole hospital go up and down, and accompany you all to hell!"

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