After cheating into marriage, the perverse and evil young man turns into a wife slave in seconds

in the hospital.

When Xie Youshi and Han Shangzheng arrived after hearing the news, they saw Zhang Boxuan slumped outside the door of the operating room. His white shirt was mostly stained red by blood, his hair was messy, and his scarlet eyes were dim and absent-minded. There is no trace of the calm aura that he used to have in front of others.

The two of them looked at each other when they thanked you, and then slowly walked up to him.

"How's your little tail doing?"

Han Shangzheng asked.

The man huddled against the wall lowered his head, immersed in his own sorrow, and seemed to have ignored his words.

When Xie Youshi saw this, the two of them could only turn their heads and look at Assistant Qian aside.

Assistant Qian had a serious look on his face, "Ms. Zheng was already in a deep coma when she was sent to the hospital."

And the bullet was very close to the heart, the doctor said - it was more dangerous than good.

But in front of Zhang Boxuan, Assistant Qian didn't say those last words for fear of irritating him.

Xie Youshi looked at the man who seemed to have had his soul taken away, and sighed in his heart, but didn't say much.

At this time, any words of comfort are in vain.

I can only pray that the people inside can turn their bad luck into something better.

otherwise--

Xie Youshi looked at Zhang Boxuan worriedly and sighed secretly.

Neither he nor Han Shangzheng said anything more, they just stayed with Zhang Boxuan silently.

The lights in the operating room were turned off at two in the morning.

The moment the lights went out, the man who had been sitting by the wall watching like a sculpture suddenly stood up, and the tall figure staggered and swayed eagerly to the door.

Xie Youshi and Han Shangzheng followed slowly.

next second.

The door to the operating room slowly opened.

The doctor who had just gotten off the operating table was about to walk out when a tall shadow suddenly hit him, and his arm was grabbed by someone.

"Doctor, how is she?"

The doctor was shaken. He looked at the nervous and anxious man in front of him, "The bullet has been removed from the injured person, but he has not passed the critical period yet and needs to be kept under observation for four hours."

Zhang Boxuan's figure swayed suddenly, and the tightly hanging string in his heart relaxed for a second and then tightened again.

Haven’t passed the crisis period yet?

He said hoarsely, "Can I go in and see her?"

"Sorry, we can't do that for the time being," the doctor said. "The injured person's condition is still very unstable. First aid may be needed at any time. It's not convenient for family members to go in."

Zhang Boxuan's heart trembled violently, and the blood all over his body instantly became cold and solidified.

The doctor didn't say anything more, turned around and explained something to the medical staff who came out with him, and then the group left.

Seeing Zhang Boxuan standing there stiffly and motionless, Xie Youshi stepped forward and patted his shoulder soothingly, "What the doctor said means the situation is still controllable. Just wait."

"That's right." Han Shangzheng couldn't help but stepped forward and looked at the mess he was in. "Look at the blood all over your body. Go wash up and change clothes first. Don't wait until the girl wakes up and sees him like this again. Scared."

Hearing this, Zhang Boxuan's eyes rolled, and then he lowered his head and glanced at himself.

Han Shangzheng didn't care whether he wanted to or not, so he dragged him to change clothes.

When he came back after the change, he was like a stone watching his wife, standing motionless outside the door of the operating room.

The four-hour wait seemed as long as a century.

The corridor was quiet, and the situation inside was isolated by a door. Nothing could be heard or seen. Because of this, the people waiting outside were even more frightened.

Six o'clock in the morning.

The door that had been closed was finally pushed open.

This time, Zhang Boxuan did not rush forward. Instead, it was as if his feet were filled with lead. He stepped closer step by step with difficulty, staring closely at the doctor who came out with a pair of dry and bloodshot eyes.

I want to see the results I want from his expression.

The doctor stood still in front of him, raised his hand to take the mask, and breathed a sigh of relief, "The injured has passed the critical period."

Before Zhang Boxuan could respond, Han Shangzheng, who was following behind, spoke first, "What do you mean?"

"If you have spent it, you have spent it. If you have not spent it, you have not spent it. Why is the answer so ambiguous?"

Seeing the three men looking at him questioningly at the same time, the doctor quickly explained:

"The patient's current physical indicators have tended to be normal, but due to excessive blood loss and a long period of deep coma, she is still in a coma. In this case, if she can wake up within 24 hours , the person will be fine, but if there is no sign of waking up within 24 hours, then I'm afraid..."

Zhang Boxuan's eyes were filled with panic, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "What are you afraid of?"

"If you don't wake up within 24 hours, then the chance of waking up is very low."

Zhang Boxuan's pupils suddenly tightened, and the color on his face gradually faded.

"What? If you can't wake up, you won't be in a vegetative state—"

Han Shangzheng was mid-sentence when he was yanked by Xie Youshi on the side.

Han Shangzheng glanced at Zhang Boxuan's face and quickly fell silent.

But he really couldn't bear to see his brother's expression of pain, so he couldn't help but comfort him, "Actually, it's nothing to be in a vegetative state. At least his life has been saved..."

Before he could finish his words, he was pushed away by Xie Youshi who couldn't bear it anymore.

That posture made him want to be pushed two meters away.

She glared at him when she thanked you.

If you can’t speak, why don’t you speak less?

Doctor: "In half an hour, the injured will be returned to the ward, and you will be able to see her then."

-

Zheng Zhihui, who was sent back to the ward, still had tubes from several instruments inserted into her body.

She just lay on the bed like this, her small face as pale as a piece of white paper, her long eyelashes always closed, and she was so weak that even her breathing was very shallow.

The lifeless appearance is like an extremely fragile doll, as if she will break into pieces if you are not careful.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Boxuan's heart seemed to be torn open by something, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

He gritted his teeth and tried to suppress the pain in his heart, then slowly sat beside her bed and carefully held her cold hand.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault."

Everything is his fault.

He had failed her.

It was him who failed to protect her.

It was he who made her suffer so much.

Zhang Boxuan closed his eyes sadly, and when he opened them again, he took out a jewelry box from his pocket.

After opening it and taking out a blue diamond pendant, he slowly leaned over and gently put the pendant that should have belonged to her on her behalf.

"You said that this pendant can bring good luck to people, and now it has been returned to its original owner."

He looked at the shining diamond pendant on her neck and held her hand again, "Xiaohui, with its blessing, you will definitely wake up safely, right?"

That day, he was helping Han Shangzheng take Liu Ying to a clothing store. When he heard Assistant Qian reporting that Zheng Zhihui was selling jewelry in the same shopping mall, the first thing he thought of was that she wanted to sell the pendant.

So he asked Liu Ying to help him buy the pendant from Zheng Zhihui, and he did not hesitate to sell his "hustle" to accompany Liu Ying in the scandal.

She also specifically told Liu Ying not to bargain. She would give her whatever she wanted.

But he didn't expect that she only offered 500 million.

Later, when Liu Ying handed the pendant to him, she said to him: "That young lady seems to be reluctant to part with this pendant. I even cried when I saw her."

At that time, Zhang Boxuan's heart ached.

He originally wanted to find a suitable excuse to return the pendant to her, but he didn't expect that he would return it under such circumstances.