Young Master, did you fall off your horse today?

Chapter 270 Desperate to the point of dying?
In the hospital closest to the set.

Jun Mochen stood upright in the intensive care room like a frozen statue.

As soon as he received the report from the dark guard, he rushed to the hospital immediately.

Su Qiao swallowed a whole bottle of sleeping pills, after gastric lavage and first aid, she finally rescued her from life and death.

But because he swallowed too many sleeping pills and left too much of them, the dean and experts told him that the young mistress's physical functions were damaged, and she might not be able to wake up for a while.

I don't know when I will wake up.

The monitor in the room beeped coldly, and Jun Mochen tugged on his tie anxiously, his eyes glowing red.

"Brother Mo Chen, you love your sister-in-law so much, you really don't know why she chose to take this path?"

Gu Yuyan stood beside him, quietly glanced at Jun Mochen's face, and continued to speak softly.

"Why did my sister-in-law commit suicide? I really don't understand. If, if I have a husband like Brother Mo Chen who loves me, I will be too happy."

She spoke cautiously, wanting to test Jun Mochen's attitude.

But Jun Mochen clenched his fingers tightly as if he didn't hear her words at all.

Walking quickly to the hospital bed, one hand clenched Su Qiao's wrist in a coma.

His eyes were as red as blood.

"Su Qiao, do you hate me so much? Hate me so much?"

His voice was very soft, but full of grief and indignation.

Just because he refused to divorce her, she was so desperate?

Desperate enough to commit suicide, not even your life?
Jun Mochen gritted his teeth, a great sadness surged in his heart, wishing he could shake the woman on the bed awake.

"Young Master Jun, the patient is still in a coma, can you be gentle?"

A little nurse who was watching the monitor gave a faint reminder.

Young Master Jun was holding Young Mistress's wrist so hard that there was a red mark on her wrist.

Only then did Jun Mochen let go, but he couldn't find an outlet for the depression and grief in his heart.

He simply walked out the door and slammed his fist hard on the wall of the corridor.

"Young Master." Sister Xin bit her lip, walked to his side, wiped away her tears, and spoke to him boldly.

"I believe in Xiao Qiao, she definitely did not commit suicide."

"I've been by her side all the time. The sleeping pills are prepared by props. She didn't have time to touch the bottle of pills at all."

Her words made Jun Mochen turn his head quickly, staring at her with dark eyes.

The voice was as cold as an ice pool.

"Li Feng, get someone to investigate. What's going on with that bottle of medicine!"

Gu Yuyan at the door of the ward heard their conversation and couldn't help clenching her fists nervously.

Drops of cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

"Young Master."

Li Feng's investigation was very fast, and he came to report the results of the investigation to him in a few minutes.

"This medicine bottle is a prop in the crew. It was kept by two little assistants before the young mistress was filming."

"Where's the person? Bring them here." Jun Mochen's voice was extremely cold.

"The two little assistants have already been fired by the director because they said some humiliating words to the young lady on the set."

Li Feng reported carefully.

"Master Jun, do you want to bring them back for review?"

"Brother Mo Chen." Gu Yuyan walked over gracefully from the ward, her face pale.

"It's terrible. How can there be such vicious people in the world? Brother Mo Chen, I don't think the matter of these two little assistants is important now."

(End of this chapter)