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Chapter 770 Huo Xiaoli's life is long over...

Aunt Zhao looked at Huo Xiaoli's pale but blood-stained fingertips with distress.

She said: "Miss, what are you doing? As long as a person is alive, there is nothing he can't overcome. It is the most stupid behavior to vent your anger on yourself."

Aunt Zhao said while squatting in front of the bedside table, took out the gauze and sterilized cotton inside, and bandaged Huo Xiaoli's fingers.

Aunt Zhao continued to say earnestly: "Even if Miss Huo doesn't think about herself, she should think about her parents. If something happens to you, your parents will be the saddest."

Huo Xiaoli remained silent, looking down at Aunt Zhao with a pale face as she disinfected her fingertips.

"Aunt Zhao, if your daughter suffers the same as I do now, will you feel better?"

As soon as Huo Xiaoli's words came out of her mouth, Aunt Zhao froze.

She raised her head and looked at Huo Xiaoli, but she couldn't say a word.

Huo Xiaoli didn't mean anything malicious, Aunt Zhao knew it.

Aunt Zhao loves her dearly.

I feel sorry for her at such a young age, but she has to suffer this crime.

In fact, Aunt Zhao knows better than anyone else.

Huo Xiaoli's life is already over...

……

Wen Yunyu came out of the villa by the river.

Increased headache.

When he walked to his car and opened the door, his eyes were dark again.

After holding on to the car door to stand firmly, he bent down and panted heavily.

After a while, he sat in the driving seat and reached out to search for something in the storage compartment.

Soon, he found a white medicine bottle from inside.

He unscrewed the bottle cap, poured out 3 pills, and put them in his mouth.

He unscrewed the mineral water at hand and took the medicine before he breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't rush to start the car, but buried his head on the steering wheel.

After about a quarter of an hour, his face looked a little better.

Then, he raised his head and turned the car key...

……

Along the way, Wen Yunyu's cell phone kept ringing.

He was almost out of breath from the endless workload.

He couldn't remember how many days and nights he had without a good sleep.

He always has work to do and money to make.

But even so, he was still empty.

He drove the car to the gate of the mental hospital.

The security guard at the gate will come out to greet him enthusiastically as usual.

Wen Yunyu followed the security guard all the way inside.

The sounds of laughing, cursing, and crying constantly coming from the side made Wen Yunyu's head hurt even more.

Walking through the long corridor, the backyard is not destined to be quiet.

Wen Yunyu's footsteps stopped at the door leading to the backyard.

The scene in front of him shocked him.

A sick woman in blue stripes is squatting by a pond, drinking its dirty water.

And his sister, Jiang Fuzhen, was being held down hysterically by two nurses.

Jiang Fuzhen's tragic cries were like sticks, hitting Wen Yunyu's heart one after another.

It was not the first time Wen Yunyu saw such a scene, but even so, every time he saw it, he felt as if he was being torn apart.

Jiang Fuzhen held a small Gesang flower in her hand, and she wore an ugly wreath on her head, her hair was scattered and stuck together with the tears on her face.

She knelt on the ground, not knowing where she was.

She cried loudly and said, "He said that the auditorium would be covered with flowers on the day he married me... He also said that he would come back to pick me up...but why are you stopping me..."

One of the nurses was bitten on the arm by Jiang Fuzhen.

The nurse felt the pain and quickly withdrew his hand.

At the same time, Jiang Fuzhen broke away from half of the restraint, and rushed towards Wen Yunyu.

(End of this chapter)