unresponsive love

Chapter 77

Lu Nansheng was stunned. He expected her question, but when he heard her ask it with his own ears, he felt a bit of pulling pain in his heart.

He narrowed his eyes and said, "I'll tell you this question later."

Xia Lin smiled, and then told...

Looking at the anxious doctor in front of her who couldn't wait any longer, she lowered her eyes slightly, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly and bitterly, "Now, only I can save, so I can't say no, can I?"

Lu Nansheng resisted the dull pain coming from deep in his body, with a tense handsome face, "I have no choice."

Now, only she can save Cheng Xiaoqing, no matter what, it's a life, he has no choice.

Even if she is pregnant...

Xia Lin understood, and her heart ached.

She knew that she could not tell the story of her pregnancy in front of the doctor, even if she did, it would probably be useless.

Cheng Xiaoqing was going to die, and she was just anemic after donating blood during pregnancy, which was nothing compared to Cheng Xiaoqing's life...

She smiled calmly, took a deep breath, and calmed down all the emotions in her heart, she glanced at him with a pale smile, "Lu Nansheng, I'm not the Holy Mother, only this time."

Only this time, she can save Cheng Xiaoqing, only this time, she is kind to them, and this will be the last time...

Lu Nansheng heard the meaning of her words, his eyelids sank, and he pulled her wrist suddenly, and said in a suppressed voice, "Let's go in together."

Xia Lin wanted to pull back her hand, but his big palm gripped her wrist tightly, and she couldn't pull it away.

After trying several times, she couldn't pull it away, and she didn't have the strength to pull it away, so he let him take her into the emergency room.

The doctor led them to Cheng Xiaoqing who was lying on the field, and the doctor motioned Xia Lin to lie down on the bed beside her.

Xia Lin glanced at the dying woman lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, and saw that her wrist was still gushing blood after being bandaged, her scalp was slightly numb, and her face turned pale again.

She didn't know what kind of mentality Cheng Xiaoqing had in order to do such a thing to herself.

Xia Lin withdrew her gaze, lay flat on the hospital bed next to her honestly, didn't look at anyone anymore, and let the doctor lift her sleeves, hold her arm with a rubber band, and slowly insert the needle into it bit by bit. in her arms.

"Hmm..." When the needle was pierced into the arm, just a little sound came out, but Xia Lin bit her lips tightly, trying not to let herself say another word.

Obviously, the feeling of the needle piercing in was not that painful, but she felt very painful.

The heart hurts like blood, and I can't breathe due to depression.

Lu Nansheng stood aside, never leaving her eyes, looking at her forbearance and calm appearance, he realized that the needle was not piercing her hand, but his heart.

He could feel that every time a drop of blood was drawn from her, his heart ached even more.

During the process of drawing blood, Xia Lin closed her eyes with no expression on her face. She was too calm, so calm that it made him feel uneasy from the bottom of his heart, made him fear, and made all the cells and blood in his body clamoring to kill her immediately. take away.

However, he had to suppress the urge to take her away immediately...

"Nan Sheng..." Beside, Cheng Xiaoqing woke up at some point, staring at him with blurry eyes full of crystal, her voice came out through the respirator on her mouth, "You are still here, you are still willing to give up She, but mine, right?"

It was so difficult for her to say every word. She exhausted all her strength, and her voice was so weak that it seemed that she would not be able to say another word in the next second.

The clothes on her body were also stained with scarlet and dazzling blood, and she was weak and delicate.

However, when he looked at all this, he found it ridiculous, incomparably ridiculous.

"You are wrong." He looked at her with deep eyes, the color in his eyes was extremely strange, "I didn't choose you instead of abandoning her."

"..."

"Rather, this time, it's to pay off what I owe you."

She slowly opened her eyes wide and stared at him in astonishment, but she heard calm words overflowing from his cold lips, "How much blood do you want from her? Is four hundred milliliters enough?"

"..."

"You bleed so much, I'm afraid it's not enough, then add some more, five hundred, six hundred, seven hundred..."

"..."

"As much as you want, let her give as much as you want, until you are satisfied." After speaking, he laughed in a low voice, the laughter was cold to the bone, "Are you satisfied with this answer?"

"No!!!" Suddenly, Cheng Xiaoqing screamed, pulled off the respirator, and began to struggle crazily, "I don't want her blood! I don't want her blood! Take her away! Take her away! I don't want to die again!" See her! Take her away!"

"Quick, don't let her move around, hold her down!" Seeing that she was struggling like crazy, the doctor hurried over and several people held her limbs, forcing her on the bed.

Before the doctor could say anything, Lu Nansheng said first, "We must revive her, draw as much blood as she needs, and don't let her die."

After the cruel and mocking words fell to the ground, he turned around and walked out first.

Xia Lin lay quietly on the hospital bed, as if she didn't hear their conversation, and there was not even a trace of emotion on her face.

She didn't know what mood she was in right now, so she automatically shut off their conversation, and just wanted to be quiet and not think about anything.

"No! Let me go! I don't want her blood! Let me go!!!"

Crazy voices rang fiercely and piercingly beside her, Xia Lin was still emotionless, she didn't even open her eyelids, she was indifferent to everything about her madness, and allowed the blood in her body to continue to flow back.

Cheng Xiaoqing's ferocious eyes almost popped out, her body was held down by several doctors, and she couldn't struggle no matter how hard she tried.

Gradually, a desperate sadness seeped from the depths of her eyes.

She thought that if she committed suicide, Lu Nansheng would bring Xia Lin to rescue her.

In the end, he did bring Xia Lin, and he did bring Xia Lin to save her with blood. However, the final result was that this became the last farewell between her and him.

She couldn't have missed what he said just now.

That means that he brought Xia Lin to donate blood not because he still cared about her, but to repay what he owed her at the beginning. After repaying, there will be no relationship between them...

She thought she would commit suicide to force him to bring Xia Lin, which would definitely cause a break between him and Xia Lin. Xia Lin is not that stupid, after knowing that the two of them have the same blood type, it is impossible not to know something, and She is pregnant now, so the break with Lu Nansheng is more complete.

Maybe there was indeed a break between them, but she and Lu Nansheng would also bid farewell from now on.

She forced him to make the most painful choice, but it caused him to no longer have the slightest memory of her. In the end, she still lost.

The loss was complete, the loss was clean, the person she lost to was not Xia Lin, but herself...

Big tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, and her whole heart felt as if she had been pricked by thousands of needles. The doctor saw that she was not in the right mood, so he quickly gave her a tranquilizer and forced her to fall into a deep sleep.

After the people on the bed next to him calmed down, Xia Lin opened his eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling without emotion.

Time passed bit by bit, every second seemed to have passed for as long as a century, the continuous backflow of blood in the body made half of her body almost numb, and the part connected to the heart was also numb.

She didn't know how long it had passed, but the doctor beside her suddenly walked away, opened the door of the emergency room, walked towards Lu Nansheng who was standing outside, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Lu, just now Miss Cheng struggled too hard and bled a lot, but Xia The amount of blood drawn by Miss has reached the upper limit, you say..."

Xia Lin lay flat on the bed, turned her head, looked through the glass in the middle of the emergency room, and saw the face of a handsome man standing outside.

His face is very good-looking, with sharp edges and corners, straight like a knife; his eyes are dark black, shining and dazzling like obsidian, and there is a sense of bottomless depth; the bridge of his nose is also high It's quite straight, which is very enviable; the lips are thin, and the lines are really beautiful.

Wherever he stands, there is a landscape, and everything around him seems to be an embellishment just for him.

He is a man who can attract people's hearts just by standing there, even if he doesn't move.

And she was his wife, he was her husband, and she liked him.

But, lying on the hospital bed, through the glass window, she saw him say two words from his slightly parted lips, "Let it go."

Xia Lin looked away calmly and without emotion, turned her head to face the ceiling, and slowly closed her eyes.

The doctor came in again, lifted her sleeve on the other side, tied the rubber band, and said to her, "Miss Xia, I'm sorry, I need you to be patient, it will be fine soon."

She closed her eyes and didn't answer.

She just suddenly remembered a sentence she heard from her classmates when she was in school.

They say that men with thin lips are usually fickle. If you want to find a man, don't look for one with thin lips, because they are destined to be hurt completely by you.

When she heard such words before, she didn't care about such things.

She always believes that not all men with thin lips will be ruthless. She thinks that it should be different from person to person, and treat them according to the situation, and should not kill a boatload of people with one blow.

Now this kind of thinking has not changed, she still feels that not all men with thin lips will be ruthless, but it is a bit of a coincidence that she happened to meet a ruthless man.

So, she didn't blame him, hated him, it was all her own problem.

It was she who handed the knife into his hand, and let him stab her heart without any scruples.

So, she doesn't resent him, not at all.

Or maybe, even resentment now makes her feel extravagant, a fiery heart, after being stabbed bloody again and again, finally fell asleep completely, and even the hatred is gone...

(End of this chapter)