The cold-blooded president chased his wife to the crematorium after the divorce

The man's scalp went numb and his whole body trembled when he was stared at by that cold gaze.

"Untie her." Li Jingxing's dark eyes were filled with frost, and he tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Yes, yes." Several people hurried to untie Qiao Yan.

The man narrowed his sharp eyes with a hint of coldness: "Get out!"

After hearing this, several people felt relieved and hurriedly walked out of the ward.

The room was silent.

Only Qiao Yan on the bed and Li Jingxing standing in front of the bed were left.

The ward was so quiet that you could hear the needle drop.

Li Jingxing walked over and held Qiao Yan in his arms. In just a few days, she had lost a lot of weight, and the fat around her waist that he had worked so hard to build up was gone.

The man lowered his dark eyes, and his slender white fingers stroked the woman's wrist, which was covered with red marks from her struggle. He kept stroking back and forth.

"Qiao Qiao." Li Jingxing lowered his head and called softly to Qiao Yan who had her eyes closed.

Qiao Yan had just been injected with a sedative and would not wake up so quickly.

The scattered light from outside the window shone in warmly, shining on the man's handsome profile, adding a soft glow.

The man's gloomy eyes were filled with pain and sadness, as if bringing an endless abyss.

His Qiao Qiao shouldn't be like this.

There must be something wrong.

Qiao Yan shouldn't be like this.

When she was angry or unhappy, she would raise her hand and slap him without hesitation.

She is so lively and spicy.

Instead of lying quietly on the hospital bed with a pale face like this, not talking to him all night long.

Li Jingxing couldn't explain what he felt deep in his heart. He must be regretting having treated her like that.

I regret having made her like this.

regret……

I regret not being nicer to her earlier.

I regret not noticing that something was wrong with her earlier.

I regret not recognizing my own heart earlier.

The man lowered his eyes, his thin lips tightly pursed, and he hugged the person in his arms tightly with his arms, with such strength that it seemed as if he wanted to carve her into his bones and knead her into his flesh and blood.

Qiao Yan was awakened by a powerful force. Her eyelashes trembled and she slowly opened her eyes. She looked up at the man's haggard and sad appearance and his bloodshot eyes.

Qiao Yan was stunned for a moment, her face pale, and she spoke in a hoarse and weak voice: "Am I going to die soon?"

Is she also like the heroine in the movie, suffering from advanced cancer and coming to the end of her life?

So, why did Li Jingxing feel sad for her?

He should be happy.

Qiao Yan is not afraid of death. She is afraid that after she dies, Qiao Yan will have no one to take care of him and his family will not live well.

After all, she is now the only breadwinner in the family.

When Li Jingxing heard this, his heart trembled slightly. He hugged the person in his arms tightly with both arms and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't talk nonsense."

The man looked down at her and coaxed her patiently: "Qiao Qiao, the doctor said that you are not mentally healthy. Let's get treatment, okay?"

There was no color on Qiao Yan's face, and she knew very well the condition of her body.

"I don't want to stay in the hospital." The woman's face was pale, and there was a hint of disgust between her delicate eyebrows.

"I don't need any psychological treatment, I just want to be quiet for a while."

She just needs to be alone for a while without anyone disturbing her.

When Qiao Yan is sad, she likes to lock herself in the room and vent her emotions.