You are the unforgettable affection

Chapter 1912 Wash the blood off your hands bit by bit.

Wen Yunyu looked up, the light inside was still on, he was almost sure that Huo Xiaoli was not asleep.

Since you didn't sleep, why didn't you come out and open the door?
Wen Yunyu's doorbell rang urgently, as if calling for his life.

However, more than a minute passed, and there was still no movement inside.

Wen Yunyu couldn't wait any longer.

He took a few steps back, rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, ran a few steps with help, and jumped to the high wall of the apartment.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his long legs, climbed up the high wall three times and twice, and directly climbed over the wall.

Wen Yunyu ran to the door of the apartment quickly, and the door was closed.

Wen Yunyu knocked on the door several times, but no one came out to open the door for him.

He couldn't wait any longer, raised his long legs without hesitation, and kicked open the door.

This apartment is a small bungalow on the second floor. It used to be the place where Fu Ying and Li Xiao's grandmother lived.

Later, because Li Xiao refurbished the old villa of his grandfather, Fu Ying and her mother moved there together, and the house here was vacant, and now Huo Xiaoli lives alone.

In the living room on the first floor, there was no light at all.

Wen Yunyu went directly to the second floor and rushed to Huo Xiaoli's bedroom.

The light in Huo Xiaoli's bedroom was on, but there was no one on the bed.

But when he approached the door, he realized that Huo Xiaoli was lying on the floor beside the bed.

Huo Xiaoli had already lost consciousness, her head was tilted up slightly, her hair was scattered all over the floor, there was a small amount of dried blood on her fingertips, and the wounds were shallowly scabbed.

He walked over, stopped beside her, knelt down and called her name loudly: "Xiao Li! Huo Xiaoli!"

Huo Xiaoli didn't respond.

Wen Yunyu didn't have time to think, stretched out his hands, and hugged her horizontally.

It wasn't until Huo Xiaoli was picked up that Wen Yunyu realized that his hands were stained with something sticky and greasy.

When he pulled out one hand, he realized that it was covered in blood.

And the blood flowed from her body.

Such a scene happened five years ago.

Huo Xiaoli was paralyzed in the bedroom of his villa, and the ground was so scarlet.

At that time, the child that once belonged to him turned into a pool of blood, slowly flowing out of her body.

That scene was shocking, and it made him feel more terrifying than asking him to kill a person with his own hands.

Wen Yunyu's face was already pale at this time, but he didn't let go of Huo Xiaoli's hand at all.

Too late to think so much.

He turned around holding Huo Xiaoli and left the apartment.

……

In the hospital, Wen Yunyu stood in the bathroom, washing the blood off his hands bit by bit.

But the blood on his shirt was still there, still glaring.

When he came out of the bathroom, Huo Xiaoli had basically stabilized.

The doctor walked up to Wen Yunyu and said to Wen Yunyu: "Has the patient ever had symptoms of irregular uterine bleeding?"

This question stumped Wen Yunyu.

Five years have passed, and he has never been with Huo Xiaoli again. Naturally, he doesn't know about these things.

Seeing that Wen Yunyu didn't answer, the doctor guessed that he didn't know.

The doctor quickly stopped exploring this issue, but said calmly: "The patient's irregular uterine bleeding should have existed for a long time, but it may have been accompanied by irregular menstruation in the past, and the patient mistakenly thought that his menstrual period had arrived. That’s why it’s been ignored for so long.”

"What's the problem with that?"

Wen Yunyu asked anxiously, with worry written all over his face.

(End of this chapter)