Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

The weather in the south does not change much throughout the year, and the stay time in summer and winter is particularly short.Seeing the sun shining in from outside at this moment, Shen Zhichu suddenly felt that the season had changed.

Li Jingshen arrived at the hospital at two o'clock, asked the front desk and went straight to the ward, with an unfriendly expression on his face, as if he was going to hit someone fiercely, the passing medical staff all looked at him vigilantly, but he didn't feel anything wrong at all.

He kicked in the door, and his sinister eyes fell on Shen Zhichu. The first thing he did was not to look at the injuries on her body, but to see if there were any extra marks on her body.

He walked up, grabbed Shen Zhichu's collar and looked at her neck and lips, his naked eyes seemed to be sizing up his cheating wife.

How could Shen Zhichu not understand his thoughts, let him look at him, it's one thing to not care on the surface, but there is shame in her heart, she pursed her lips tightly, and felt that Li Jingshen had relaxed.

Shen Zhichu said sarcastically: "Is the inspection clear?"

Li Jingshen let go of her, looked at the chair behind him, moved his hands and sat down: "Shen Zhichu, did I tell you to wait for me to go back obediently?"

How good do you want to be?Obediently waiting to die on the balcony?Shen Zhichu didn't make a sound.

Li Jingshen looked a little displeased: "How did you get into the hospital?"

"I fainted, Qin Mo sent me here."

"Pretentious, dizzy at every turn, you must be suffering from some strange disease, right?" These words were full of sarcasm, which made people's ears hurt.

Shen Zhichu felt embarrassed, the more he thought about these two words, the angrier he felt, as if a fire was burning in his chest.

Li Jingshen didn't care about her, so he didn't know the seriousness of the matter at all, and he didn't know that every time she vomited blood, her life was shortened.

"Li Jingshen, you handcuffed me on the balcony, did you ever think that the handcuffs would wear out the veins in my hands and I would die?"

Li Jingshen's heart seemed to be bitten by something, it wasn't fatal, and it didn't hurt very much, but the feeling lingered in his heart for a long time, making people feel uncomfortable, and his face darkened slightly.

Shen Zhichu's gray eyes stared straight at Li Jingshen. This is the man she has loved for so many years. She couldn't imagine how much she loves him. It seems that as long as he treats her a little better, she would like to tear her heart away. come out.

The book said that hard work will be rewarded, but after so many years of hard work, the result she got was terminal gastric cancer, being trampled and humiliated by him again and again, handcuffed and locked on the balcony, kneeling on the glass in the wind and rain.

This feeling is like a bottomless pit in her chest, even if she gives up now, the place where there is a hole is always empty.

Shen Zhichu was a little distracted, and asked in a hoarse voice: "I have the same blood type as Xia Mingyue, if one day I really lose too much blood, will you ask her to donate blood to me once?"

Asking Xia Mingyue to donate blood to Shen Zhichu, Li Jingshen didn't even think about this kind of thing. If the two of them are put together, anyone who is weak can tell at a glance that Xia Mingyue is in poor health and has a coagulation disorder. How long does it take to draw blood once? Can I make up for it?

Didn't Shen Zhichu ask this question to humiliate himself?How can she compare to Xia Mingyue?Let the other party donate blood to her?

After so many years of husband and wife, Li Jingshen knew what the other party was thinking just by looking at her. Shen Zhichu laughed at himself: "Li Jingshen, in your eyes, do I never get sick, get sick, or die? You can put me Treat it like a doll that won't break, and squander it?"

Shen Zhichu's warm eyes were stained with a trace of sadness, and she was about to taste the pain she had planted herself. She took a breath, suppressed the colic in her heart, and continued to tremble, "My position in your heart, you Needless to say, I know everything, it’s not necessary, I know it very well, but if one day I, the thing you vented on, died, would you feel a little pity?"

"Like that time when I entered the emergency room, did you ever think that I would not be able to get out once I went in? Did you ever think that what the doctor sent you that day was not the notice of my critical illness but the death notice?"