Marry first, love later: wife, don't divorce

At this moment, the hand that was grabbing the handle of the chest scissors that had already been removed from his chest shook slightly, and then exerted force outwards. Before he fully understood, the scissors were snapped by That white and slender little hand pulled out——

Dongfang Mo stood there dumbfounded almost instinctively, but the scissors that were bleeding non-stop slammed towards his neck with lightning speed, and then there was another sound: "Dongfang Mo Mo, since we were once a husband and wife, let us die on the same day, the same year, and the same month!"

Dongfang Mo was completely awakened by her sound, and almost instinctively moved his body back and twisted to one side, so Xi Muru's scissors did not stab his neck, but stabbed his chest On the earlobe, even if the force was not strong, the tip of the scissors was too sharp, and just pierced a tiny hole in his earlobe.

And this was Xi Muru's last sliver of strength. After she pierced Dongfang Mo's earlobe, she didn't even have the strength to pull out the scissors. Her body shook very little, and then slowly slid from the sofa to the floor.

"Mu Ru...Xi Muru..." Dongfang Mo pulled out the scissors that were still hanging on his earlobe, and threw them to an unknown corner, squatted down, and stretched out his hands , and hugged the unconscious woman on the ground into his arms.

"Come on!"

"Come on people!"

Dongfang Mo's voice was almost roaring, like a wolf family who had lost their partner in the northern desert in winter, the voice was panicked and desolate.

Uncle Liu had already gone back to Mo Garden, and was talking to Aunt Liu in the kitchen at this time, when he heard Dongfang Mo's voice changed from Meiyuan, he was slightly taken aback, then quickly turned around and ran out the door go.

In 3 minutes, Uncle Liu quickly rushed to the second floor of Meiyuan, pushed open the door of the master bedroom, but was so startled by the scene in the room that he almost cried out.

The apricot-colored sofa was all red, and Dongfang Mo's earlobe on the wheelchair was dripping with bright red blood, and in his arms, he was holding a woman whose face was as pale as paper, and whose hands were covered with bright red liquid. A woman with red liquid overflowing with slight undulations.

"Hurry up and call Liu Hao and order him to arrive in 10 minutes, and then go to Moyuan and bring me the medicine box." Dongfang Mo's voice was still old and hoarse, calm and calm, as if, in his arms The woman he was holding had nothing to do with him.

"Yes!" Uncle Liu glanced at Xi Muru in Dongfangmei's arms, couldn't help trembling, and then quickly turned around. At the same time, while running downstairs, he took out his mobile phone and tremblingly gave it to Liu Hao, the family doctor of Dongfang's family. Call up.

But Dongfang Mo saw that Uncle Liu had gone downstairs, so he pressed the button of the wheelchair, turned the wheelchair to the bedside, lifted the quilt with one hand, and carefully placed the unconscious woman in his arms on the bed.

Turning around, he quickly searched for the pair of scissors in the room. Fortunately, there was nothing in the room, so he found it quickly. He had just used the scissors to cut off the clothes on Xi Muru's chest, when Uncle Liu had already brought the medicine box up.

He looked at the flat gash on the white skin that was bleeding, took the hemostatic medicine, but couldn't sprinkle it on with trembling hands, he completely lost his usual calm and unruffled style.