Wealthy Poison Pet: Leng Di's No. 7 Bride

Chapter 390 Already Dead

"Can you kiss me?"

"He Jia..." Hong Jiaqi looked at him with his eyelids drooping weakly, as if he might fall asleep at any moment, looking at him nervously, "He Jia" lowered her head, the teardrops from the corners of her lips fell on He Jia's face.

He Jia opened his eyes, looking at her lips that were so close...

Such soft, rose-colored lips were the ones he had been cautiously trying to get close to...

"Jaqi..."

"He Jia, you heard the sound of an ambulance. The ambulance is here." Hong Jiaqi looked up at the direction of the sound of the ambulance, twitching the corners of her lips happily, "A doctor is here to save you."

"He Jia, He Jia..." Not hearing He Jia's voice, Hong Jiaqi hurriedly turned her head to look at He Jia in her arms. He kept vomiting blood and his face was pale.

"He Jia" Hong Jiaqi felt as if her heart had lost its beating, she couldn't believe it, "He Jia"

The sound of the ambulance was getting closer and closer, and soon it stopped at the intersection not far ahead. A nurse came over with a stretcher, and her steps were fast. She pushed Hong Jiaqi away and gave He Jia a preliminary examination. Hejia carried it away, then got into the car, and left...

Hong Jiaqi looked down at the blood on her hands, on the ground...

My mind went blank.

He Jia.

Hejia...

"Why? Why is that so?"

why?
She is really ready to marry He Jia and live a good life with He Jia.

But what happened now?
"There is still a person in the car, who is seriously injured, please quickly bring the stretcher over."

"The car door is locked, what should I do?"

"Smash it open quickly."

"I come."

There was a crackling sound coming from her ear, Hong Jiaqi didn't know who was sitting in the car, what happened to the people in the car, she just remembered that He Jia was vomiting blood in her arms just now...

"Hejia..." she burst into tears suddenly.

"Whoever is the family member of the patient, hurry to the hospital with me."

"I, it's me." Hong Jiaqi heard the voice in a trance, and quickly stood up from the ground, looking at the anxious nurse, "I..."

"Get in the car now."

"woo woo woo woo"

Doudou was crying and rubbing her eyes. Hong Jiaqi looked at her and burst into tears, "Doudou..."

"Let her follow me."

Hearing the familiar voice, Hong Jiaqi couldn't help but look back, "Pei Zhihan?"

"It's urgent to go to the hospital."

Hong Jiaqi resisted not reaching out to hug Doudou, and hurriedly followed the nurse into the car.

The ambulance called and left quickly.

"Doudou" Pei Zhihan reached out to cover Doudou's eyes, and led her away.

Hospital
He Jia and the driver who caused the accident went into the operating room together. Hong Jiaqi was sitting at the door of the operating room, all in a daze.

She still couldn't believe that what she had just experienced was real.

She has gone to the bathroom many times, and the blood on her hands has been washed clean, very clean, but why does she still not wake up from this dream?

She was already frightened, frightened.

"Hejia, Hejia"

Seeing a nurse coming out with a cart, Hong Jiaqi hurriedly got up and went over, "How is He Jia?"

"He is not Hejia, but the driver who caused the accident"

"driver?"

"He was not rescued and died."

Listening to the nurse's words, Hong Jiaqi felt a commotion in her head, she lowered her head, and she slowly looked at the driver, at the man who hit He Jia, and at the man who ruined her bright future...

But that face... was like a curse, piercing into her sight so fiercely, she had no time to make a sound, and she was already in tears.

how come?
how come?
Seeing her turn her head away, the nurse pushed the cart and continued to leave.

"How could it be..." The heart seemed to be torn open, blood was flowing...

Hejia...

"Hejia, no, you told me it wouldn't be like this, Hejia..."

Hong Jiaqi leaned against the wall with a splitting headache, feeling that everything was so chaotic, too chaotic.

"It's me, it's all me..."

She should have told him earlier, told him earlier...

She clearly knew that there was danger around him, but she didn't tell him or remind him.

"The damned one is me."

Hong Jiaqi covered her chest with her hands, feeling heartbroken.

"Hong Jiaqi, where's my son? Where's my son?" Granny He grabbed Hong Jiaqi's hand and looked at her nervously, "Where's Jiaer? Where's my Jiaer?"

"aunt…"

"My Jia'er won't die, don't cry, do you hear me, don't cry." Mrs. He yelled at Hong Jiaqi viciously, with tears in her eyes, as if He Jia was real if Hong Jiaqi didn't cry won't die.She raised her hand and tried to wipe the corners of her eyes, "Don't cry, my son won't die, no one can cry, don't cry, my son won't die, no one can cry..."

But she thought that when her wife entered the hospital that day, she was waiting at the door of the operating room like this. Then, she watched someone who was clearly alive go in, but what came out was a...

dead.

No matter how strong she was, her heart was broken.

"Jia'er..." Granny He burst into tears like a flood that broke a bank, and she couldn't stop, "Jia'er, my son, Jiaer..."

"Auntie..." Hong Jiaqi couldn't bear to see her crying so sadly, she reached out to help her, but she pushed her away, "My good son came out with you, how could you, how could you hand him over to me like this? I...Hong Jiaqi, you bad woman, why didn't you leave my son earlier...why?"

"aunt……"

"I'm just such a son, just a son, why don't you let him go? Why didn't you take good care of him? Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Shout out, shout out...

"My Jiaer..."

"Auntie. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

"I don't want yours, I'm sorry, you get out, I don't want to see you."

"aunt…"

"Go away..."

"President, you'd better not stay here for the time being." Xiaolan who came after him supported Granny He's hand and looked at Hong Jiaqi in embarrassment, "The old lady is not in good health."

Hong Jiaqi looked back at the red light at the door of the operating room, and walked away with difficulty.

He Jia, don't worry, I will guard you, just not let your mother see, so, for me, you have to come back alive.

Must come alive.

Hong Jiaqi cannot live without He Jia.

Tears fell on the floor in a "patter-patter", splashing one after another, "Hejia..."

When she saw a pair of men's leather shoes that came into view, Hong Jiaqi slowly raised her head and saw a tall and straight man standing in front of her. All the anger and hatred in her heart burst out in an instant, "Pei Zhihan, it's you, it's you Isn't that right? You don't want me to be happy, and you don't want me to marry He Jia, so you let Zhang Zhong hit He Jia with his car?"

(End of this chapter)