The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 1127 Thinking Wrong (2000+)

"What's the fuss! A woman is not afraid of being laughed at in this kind of public place!" Li Weiye scolded with a cold face, although his tone was not kind, he stretched out his arms to embrace Wei Shuxian.

The latter threw himself on his shoulder and began to cry again.

"My husband... what should I do if something happens to Jiayue..."

"Jianhao didn't say it's okay!" Li Weiye's tone was still cold, but Zhang Cuilan and Li Weimin on the rest bench here could tell that he still had feelings for Wei Shuxian, after all, they had been a husband and wife for more than [-] years.

Another half an hour passed, the light on the door of the emergency room went out, and several people hurriedly got up and walked over.

The door opened, and Li Jianhao came out first, and after taking off his mask, he let out an obvious breath.

"Jianhao, how is Jiayue?" Wei Shuxian grabbed Li Jianhao's arm and asked anxiously.

Li Jianhao rubbed the center of his brows, and pulled his lips reluctantly, "It's okay, I lost a lot of blood, just use more samples and it will be OK."

"Thank God, thank God, thank God!" Hearing that her daughter was fine, Wei Shuxian let go of Li Jianhao's arm, folded her hands together, and worshiped everywhere.

"You should thank Jianhao!" Li Weiye scolded again displeased, "Oh, that's right," Wei Shuxian turned back and thanked Li Jianhao, "Jianhao, thank you so much."

"No, no, no, I'm a doctor, and my duty is what I should," Li Jianhao hurriedly shook his hand, causing one hand to rub the center of his brow again.

My relatives couldn't be normal during the first aid, and the tension and grief were tormented until Li Jiayue was out of danger.

"Okay, don't stand in front, let Jianhao go back to the office to rest for a while!" Li Weiye grabbed Wei Shuxian's arm and pulled her aside. Li Jianhao nodded to several elders, "I'll take a rest first, Jia Yue is fine."

Li Jianhao slept late last night, and today he rescued Li Jiayue again. At this time, Jun's face was already pale and bloodless.

Seeing her son's exhaustion, Zhang Cuilan helped Li Jianhao's arm and asked concerned, "Are you okay?"

Li Jianhao rolled his lips slightly, "It's okay, I slept late last night, just drink a cup of coffee to refresh myself."

Hearing that her son hadn't had a good rest, Zhang Cuilan looked at Li Weimin who had been standing beside her with obvious reproach and said, "Weimin, help me get Jianhao back to the office!"

Faced with Zhang Cuilan's fuss, Li Weimin sighed helplessly, walked over, and was rejected by Li Jianhao as soon as he extended his hand.

He waved his hand and said, "Forget it, the patient is behind, you go take care of Jiayue, I'm fine."

After speaking, he strode towards the elevator at the end of the corridor.

Seeing the back of Li Jianhao leaving gracefully, the corners of Li Weimin's lips raised unconsciously.

Even if his son is not in business, he is equally proud.

Li Jiayue was pushed out by the doctors and nurses, Wei Shuxian guarded tightly in front of the mobile bed and followed to the ward, and Li Weiye also followed.

"What are you looking at?" Seeing that Li Weimin was still looking at her son's back, Zhang Cuilan raised her hand and pushed her, with a hint of blame in her smiling eyes.

"I'm watching," Li Weimin looked back at her, then turned to Li Jianhao who had already stepped into the elevator, raised his head slightly, and the corners of his lips raised did not hide his complacency, "Our son is so good. "

"What are you talking about, be careful not to be overheard." Zhang Cuilan pushed Li Weimin again, and at the same time secretly looked around. At this moment, there were only the two of them left in the corridor. Li Weimin turned to look at her, without speaking, but with a smile His brows and eyes are gentle.

"Let's go, let's go back too, Jiayue is fine." Li Weimin stretched out his arms and wanted to leave with Zhang Cuilan on his waist, but the latter frowned reproachfully and lowered his voice to remind.

"Be careful, this is outside."

Li Weimin retracted his arm embarrassingly, and sighed visibly, "Oh, it seems that I will have to be a shameful lover for the rest of my life."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhang Cuilan gently pushed his arm and said with a smile.

Li Weimin looked down at her, with love and helplessness in his gentle eyes.

Li Jiayue walked away from the gate of hell, but fortunately she found it in time. At this time, her mother Wei Shuxian was standing by her hospital bed and holding her hand, unwilling to let go.

Standing in front of the hospital bed, Li Weiye looked at Li Jiayue, who had no blood on the bed, her brows were tightly gathered together.

Wei Shuxian leaned over to help her daughter straighten the hair on her forehead, and said calmly, "Weiye, I promise to divorce you, but I have a condition that you must agree to, otherwise, I won't leave."

Li Weiye withdrew his eyes and looked at his wife, his eyebrows gathered together for no apparent reason.

After helping her daughter straighten her hair, Wei Shuxian helped her tuck the quilt again, and continued, "Jiayue likes to be your daughter, so you can fulfill her wish, anyway, she is a father and daughter in name, and when you marry a wife, After giving birth to a child, she will not compete with your wife and children for family property..."

"There is no cure!"

As soon as Wei Shuxian finished speaking, Li Weiye reprimanded displeasedly, "What time is it now, you still have the heart to think about this, if you have the energy, you should take good care of your daughter, so that you don't go out and cause trouble!"

Being reprimanded by Li Weiye, Wei Shuxian didn't feel angry at all. She smoothed her daughter's hair and smiled, "Yes, Jiayue has been spoiled by you. If she gets into trouble again in the future, no one will help her." Wipe your ass,"

As Wei Shuxian spoke, tears flowed down again, but the corners of her lips were raised hard, stroking her daughter's hair.

Beside him, Li Weiye's eyebrows tightened again and again, and finally he gave a cold snort, turned around and walked out of the ward.

And Wei Shuxian also threw herself on her daughter's hospital bed and cried uncontrollably.

……

Li Jianhao leaned on his office chair, folded his hands in front of him and closed his eyes to rest.

I'm really tired today, not just my body, but also my nerves.

Thinking about it, I still feel a little scared, if it wasn't for the call from my third aunt, if it wasn't discovered in time, a young life would be wiped out.

The little girl is usually so spoiled, she would cry when she cut her finger while peeling an apple, and asked him to help bandage it, but today she didn't feel pain when she cut such a big wound on her wrist.

Li Jianhao shook his head and smiled wryly.

It suddenly occurred to me that the room in the apartment hadn't been tidied up yet, and the sheets and floor were stained with blood...

Li Jianhao suddenly opened his eyes. In the morning, Xiaojiao had lost his temper with him because of Jiayue. If she knew that Jiayue committed suicide in her apartment, she might think in a wrong way.

He stood up quickly, took off his white coat, grabbed his jacket, and walked out of the office.

At this moment, in his apartment, Han Xiaoru was standing in the guest room, looking at the woman's messy underwear on the floor and the blood on the bed sheet, her chest was heaving and heaving.

(End of this chapter)