Dear President, take it easy

The doctor slowly tore off the mask hanging on his right ear, and heaved a long sigh. His face was extremely gloomy.

The doctor's reaction made Zhou Chuyu dizzy.

A strong sense of insecurity spread in everyone's hearts.

"Doctor, what's the matter, tell me quickly!" In desperation, Liang Bo grabbed the doctor's collar with all his strength, ordered coldly, his eyes were extremely red.

"Ou Shao's heart is seriously damaged. Although it has been surgically stitched up, the situation is still not optimistic. Now we will see if he can survive the next 48 hours. If Ou Shao can wake up after 48 hours, then it will be impossible. There will be too many problems... However, the chances of this are really small."

The doctor said every word with difficulty, and the more he spoke, the more disturbed he became.

The doctor's words were like a huge boulder falling from the sky, mercilessly crushing everyone to a bloody mess.

The cool face gradually turned cold, and the hand holding the doctor's collar began to become weak little by little.

This meant that if Ou Xiangbei couldn't wake up after 48 hours, he would die.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Chuyu leaned weakly on Qiao Weiwei's body, tears streaming down her face.

One minute later, Ou Xiangbei, who was wearing an oxygen mask, was carefully pushed out by the medical staff.

At this moment, he is like a candle flickering in the cold wind, shaking and dying.

Seeing this, the crowd immediately surrounded them, grabbed the handrail of the cart, and shouted in unison: "Ou Xiangbei, Ou Xiangbei..."

"Patients need to be quiet now, so I suggest that you don't all follow up to the intensive care unit, just one person." The doctor said again.

"Chu Yu, then you follow in... Let's go back first, if you need anything, call me anytime." Liang Bo lightly drove the cart, looked at Zhou Chuyu, and said.

Zhou Chuyu said nothing but nodded emphatically, and then pushed Ou Xiangbei to the intensive care unit together with the medical staff.

After the medical staff hung up the water for Ou Xiangbei, they quietly exited the ward.

In the huge ward, only Zhou Chuyu and Ou Xiangbei were left.

The "tick" sounds from various instruments seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet to silent space. .

Trembling and tugging at the wedding dress, which was more than half stained red with blood, Zhou Chuyu slowly sat beside Ou Xiangbei.

Seeing Ou Xiangbei's face completely lost in anger, Zhou Chuyu recalled the scene where he personally pierced his shoulder and heart with a gun...

In her mind, the bloody images kept replaying, tearing her internal organs one by one.

The creepy pain made her unable to hold back her breath.

With a trembling hand, he caressed Ou Xiangbei's perfectly high bridge of nose, and Zhou Chu Yugu cried without tears.

"Ou Xiangbei, I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Zhou Chuyu said softly, his eyes were so dry that they hurt.

It turns out that the feeling of tears running dry is so uncomfortable.

"Ou Xiangbei, I beg you, you must live well. If you want to save our relationship, then you can live. If Ou Xiangbei dies, how should Zhou Chuyu survive alone... I am too much, I am sorry, Ou Xiangbei, You open your eyes and look at me."

The boy she fell in love with at the age of 17 was sent to the breaking point of death by her own hands.

Touching his walnut-like eyes, Zhou Chuyu lay trembling on the sickbed, with his face pressed against the surface of the bed, and his hand, clutching Ou Xiangbei's hand...

Outside the intensive care unit, Su Qingcheng, who had already bandaged his wound, quietly clutched his shoulder injured by Ou Xiangbei, turned around, and went downstairs with heavy steps.

As soon as Su Qingcheng returned to his ward, Su's father, Su's mother, Zhou's father, and Zhou's mother in the ward quickly surrounded him.

"Qingcheng, where have you been? I've been looking for you for so long." Mother Zhou asked.

"I didn't go anywhere. Uncle, Auntie, I have something to tell you." After closing the door behind him, Su Qingcheng leaned against the door panel weakly and moved his lips.

"Tell me." Father Zhou said again.

"In the future, I will not continue to stay by Zhou Chuyu's side... Today's wedding is cancelled, and I don't want to make it up again. I can't stand a woman like Zhou Chuyu who pretends to be someone else in her heart. I think I am fully qualified to have A better woman. Besides, I didn't particularly like Zhou Chuyu at first." Su Qingcheng glanced at his parents who had been silent all this time, then, with his head lowered, he said every word with the truth.

"Qingcheng, what are you talking about!" Su's father and Su's mother said in unison, sternly yelling!

"Qingcheng, you are lying, your eyes betray you." Father Zhou frowned, his face full of melancholy.

Compared to Ou Xiangbei, Zhou's father likes Su Qingcheng more. He is mature, stable, elegant, and responsible...

"Uncle, aunt, father, mother, what I said is true, I don't want to be caught between Zhou Chuyu and Ou Xiangbei anymore, they are true love, I'm just a playboy. I think with my conditions, I can find A better woman than Zhou Chuyu." Su Qingcheng continued...

The words that came out of my mouth turned into nails, knocking into Su Qingcheng's bleeding heart...

He admitted that he lied, he admitted that he was duplicity.

However, thinking of what Zhou Chuyu said to Ou Xiangbei himself just now, Su Qingcheng decided to let her go.

Since he was destined to not be able to give Zhou Chuyu the kind of land that Zhou Chuyu wanted, he would rather let her have a brighter future, and would rather swallow all the pain alone, and let Zhou Chuyu return to Ou Xiangbei's side.

"Qingcheng! I really don't know what's wrong with you. Marriage is a big deal. How can you allow such a joke? Everyone in our village knows that you are getting married today. You are doing this now and spreading it. It's not for our elders. Is the Su family ashamed?!" Mother Su frowned displeased.

"Mom! Don't talk about it, this matter is settled! If there is nothing else, everyone should go back. I want to be alone!" Su Qingcheng said in a low voice, his face was rare Indifference and slight anger.

"Forget it, your wings are stiff, what do you want to do, old man, let's go back to the village!" Mother Su gave Su Qingcheng a hard look, and then pulled Father Su to leave the ward.

Zhou's father and Zhou's mother looked at each other and let out a long sigh...

"Qingcheng..."

"Uncles and aunts, don't talk about it, Zhou Chuyu, I really don't want it anymore! In fact, calm down and think about it, she is a second-hand product, she is not good enough for me, Su Qingcheng..." Su Qingcheng kept his head down while speaking, I'm afraid Zhou's father and Zhou's mother will see the tears in his eyes.

Su Qingcheng's words of "second-hand goods" made Zhou's father and mother's faces turn green at the same time...

"What? Second-hand goods? Su Qingcheng! You can really talk! Remember, this time, we Chuyu don't want you! It's not you who don't want us Chuyu!" Zhou's mother, who had been silent all this time, pointed at Su angrily. Qingcheng's nose said in a cold voice.

After finishing speaking, she raised her hand and slapped Su Qingcheng mercilessly.

"Hmph, hubby, let's go! What a broken man! He's just a countryman, and he has the guts to dislike us, Chu Yu!" Zhou's mother gave Su Qingcheng another hard look, and then dragged Zhou's father to leave the ward in a hurry...

"Bang!" With the deafening sound of closing the door, the whole ward returned to calm.

Standing where he was, looking at the closed door, Su Qingcheng's tears finally welled up in his eyes.

A hand hanging by his side gradually clenched into a fist.

His nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, but he felt no pain at all.

Turning around, he braced his body that was almost torn apart by the pain, walked to the sick bed step by step, and sat down.

It wasn't until the cigarette burned to the flesh that Su Qingcheng came back to his senses.

The hand was released, and the cigarette butt that was about to burn fell to the ground in an instant.

He knew that Zhou's father and Zhou's mother must have been very angry just now, and now they must think he is trash.

But that's okay.

As long as Zhou Chuyu's happiness can be fulfilled, it doesn't matter what he does to Su Qingcheng.

Not to mention personally ruining his own reputation, even if he had to take out his own heart and tear it into pieces, he didn't care.

With his hand, he slammed his bandaged left shoulder hard, the severe pain made his mind go blank,

He tried to let the pain in his body dilute the pain in his body, but he couldn't.

The bright red liquid flowed out bit by bit along the wound, and in just an instant, it stained the thin hospital gown on his body red.

But he was like a robot that lost his senses, just sitting there quietly, his gaze was dull to empty.

Among the three people, one of them is destined to quit, and he is destined to be the one to quit.

Perhaps, from the very beginning, he shouldn't have dreamed of marrying Zhou Chuyu...

At the same time, Ou Xiangbei was in the intensive care unit.

With a loud bang, the door of the intensive care unit was kicked open instantly.

The sudden voice made Zhou Chuyu shudder uncontrollably. Turning her head, she looked at her parents standing outside the door with glaring eyebrows. Zhou Chuyu's heart once again rose to her throat.

Seeing the appearance of his parents, Zhou Chuyu got up immediately, walked quickly to the door, and asked in a low voice: "Dad, Mom, how do you know I'm here? Who told you?"

"Your affairs are raging in the hospital. Do you need to ask someone specifically? When I came out of Su Qingcheng's ward with your father, I heard the nurses talking about you as soon as we got downstairs! What a shame!" Mother Zhou looked at it coldly. After glancing at Ou Xiangbei on the sickbed, he turned his gaze back to Zhou Chuyu's face.

"Come with us!" As soon as Father Zhou finished speaking, he forcibly grabbed Zhou Chuyu's wrist and dragged her out...

Because he was afraid of disturbing Ou Xiangbei's rest, Zhou Chuyu didn't struggle, but let his father pull her out of the ward like a puppet.