exclusive marriage

Chapter 182 The Festering Truth (2)
"Chu Xia, don't be afraid." She was brought into a cool embrace, and all her fantasies were shattered before her eyes.

These four words lingered in her ears, and suddenly, the world became peaceful, no rain, no blood, no red skirt, no blood-bathed boy, only him beside her.

left city.

It was he who came, no, he was always there, on that day five years ago, and today.

Slowly, she raised her head and saw Zuo Cheng's eyes, which overlapped bit by bit with those of five years ago.

"Zuocheng." There was a sudden silence, and her voice was hoarse.

"It's okay, Chu Xia, I'm here." He hugged her tightly, kissing the tears that fell from the corners of her eyes at some point.

She raised her eyes, tears continued, and she choked up: "I remembered."

Zuo Cheng hugged her in his arms, without looking at her, his voice was hurried, echoing in her ears: "Don't think about it, be good, be obedient, I'll take you home now."

"Five years ago, the person who killed Qiancheng was not you."

The hand holding her suddenly stopped and trembled slightly.

"it's me."

She didn't cry, but laughed, loudly, maniacally.

Zuo Cheng was silent, didn't say anything, just kept kissing her, the corners of his lips, cheeks, and corners of his eyes.

Closing her eyes, she murmured, "So the murderer is me."

The sound fell, and there was no more sound. Her closed eyes did not open again.

"Chu Xia." Zuo Cheng shook her shoulder, but she still didn't wake up.

"Chu Xia!" He yelled, completely losing his mind, holding her tightly in his arms, but it seemed that he couldn't grasp the warmth.

"Why do you want to remember?"

"I'd rather you treat me as a murderer for the rest of your life."

"My early Xia, how can I save you?"

In her arms, she frowned, her face was pale, she was probably in pain, maybe as painful as him.

He hugged her, the blood from his left hand ran along the hem of her white skirt, staining a large area of ​​her clothes red.

After five years, the haze buried in memory has come back with vigor and vitality.

Outside Guomao Avenue, the off-road vehicle had already driven away, and by the moonlight, one could vaguely see a bright flame printed on the rear of the car.

Tonight, the Zuo family was as bright as day, and there were people inside and out, one by one waiting in full force, silent like cicadas, with solemn expressions. There was only one reason, the young wife of the Zuo family had an accident, although the person covered in blood was the master of the Zuo family.

Zuo You waited at Zuo's house early in the morning, and saw the blood on his master's hand at the first sight, his face seemed to be panic-stricken, he hugged a sleeping woman, without raising his head: "Zuo Zuo."

Left and right secretly read a sentence: disaster water.Still obediently walked over, auscultated, checked, even used the exclusive pulse number, and finally came to a sentence: "Young Madam is fine."

It is you who are in serious trouble, my sir.

"I can't wake her up anyway, she's been shaking all the time." He was still holding her, the blood on his hands didn't stop, his voice seemed tense, a little difficult, trembling, and hurried, his forehead was full of sweat.

He opened Jiang Xiachu's eyelids and checked again: "It's a nightmare." After finishing speaking, he stared at Zuo Cheng's hand, thinking that if he didn't bandage to stop the bleeding, he might be useless.

"Regulation." Zuo Cheng only said one word, it was an order, it was absolute.

The corners of Zuo Cheng's eyes tugged, drooped, and trembled: "Sir, this is a heart attack." There was a clear chill in his head, and left and right felt a heart being clenched, "Tranquilizers can be used, but they can only be temporarily stabilized. ,after--"

The more the left and right talked, the lower the voice, and kept lamenting in my heart, my master, I am a pathologist, not a psychiatrist.

"You mean you can't do anything?" There is a large area between the brows full of shadows, and the voice is hoarse, but the words are like iron, scorching.

I have never seen such a Zuocheng, bloodthirsty, cruel, with a destructive arrogance, a tightly clenched heart on the left and right, broken, the six gods have no master, bowed their heads and died silently.

"Medication." Zuo Cheng was still hugging the woman, sitting on the bed, the sheets were stained red, he never frowned, his side face was gloomy.

Left and right are hesitant.

Seeing the dilemma, Uncle Jin thought for a while: "Master, let Dr. Qin come over."

The sleeping young lady kept talking in her dreams, and Uncle Jin vaguely heard two words: Qian Cheng.

Uncle Jin can make a good guess about this matter. What happened five years ago is finally unresolved, so it should be taken care of.

After a long time, Zuo Cheng nodded.

Only then did Zuo Yi heave a sigh of relief, his palms were covered with cold sweat, thinking that this time it was over, the chain was lost at a critical moment, and he probably had to go to the obstetrics and gynecology department for a while.

When Qin Xiyuan came, she saw such a battle, inside and out, upstairs and downstairs were full of people, all men, and there were two rows of people standing at the door of the room, seeing her one by one was like seeing a living Bodhisattva.

"Doctor Qin is finally here, go in and see our young lady."

The middle-aged man who spoke was from Zuo Cheng's side. He had met him once or twice. Qin Xiyuan just nodded and was about to go in when someone grabbed his hand. He was a young man with a delicate baby face: "You are a psychiatrist, right? Save the suffering, I am convinced, and I will ask for advice another day."

The young man spoke sincerely, his face was a little pale, Qin Xiyuan couldn't figure it out, and nodded, not daring to delay any longer, the woman inside must have been seriously ill during this battle.

When she entered the room, the lights in the room were not turned on, so she turned on the lights, and all the eyes were red, shocking red.

"She remembered." Zuo Cheng's voice was cold and slightly trembling, "The car accident five years ago."

He was still holding Jiang Xiachu, probably with a lot of force, the wounds on his hands had scabbed over, but there was still blood oozing out.

Qin Xiyuan's heart tightened, she was startled, she seemed a little flustered, she thought, if she couldn't cure this woman today, no one would be able to take care of her alone, including herself.

What kind of man is this?How much he loves the woman in his arms.

"Let her go first." In front of her eyes, she had not one but two patients. She took every step without daring to be careless.

Qin Xiyuan's words didn't work, Zuo Cheng still hugged Jiang Xiachu, his eyes were full of heavy twilight, unable to shine a single ray of light, and his voice was cold: "She keeps thinking about the people from five years ago, the things that happened five years ago , she can't wake up, no matter how much I call her, it's useless, she seems to remember."

"Could it be?" Suddenly, Zuo Cheng raised his eyes, his blue eyes were dark, his voice was stiff and cold, "Hysteria."

Hysteria, two words, smashed heavily into the apex of Zuocheng's heart, where there was blood and flesh, no one place was intact, and he couldn't even feel the pain.

If there is anything Zuo Cheng fears in this world, there are only two things, one is Jiang Xiachu, and the other is hysteria.

Qin Xiyuan was stunned and didn't know how to answer. She had never been so thrilled before. She thought, the man in his arms was really his life. Now, his life was hanging by a thread, and that thread was in her own hands. Panicked, but didn't dare to panic, walked over, looked at the person on the bed, and saw nothing except a pool of blood: "You go out first, I will try my best to wake her up, it's not sure yet, she just remembered the car accident , I still remember all the things about hysteria, and now I can only see her wake up before making a conclusion."

(End of this chapter)