President, I'm afraid of pain

"puff!"

The sharp fragments pierced Wan Chengye's big hand guarding her heart.

In an instant, the gushing blood burst into an unusually coquettish flower in her sight.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

Xia Yi stared blankly at his injured hand, smiled coldly, and said in a hoarse voice full of despair, "Wan Cheng Ye, why don't you let me die? You still want to continue to torture me, right? I won't I'll give you another chance, I won't give you another chance..."

Wan Chengye held her back tightly, restraining her struggle, and then slowly bent down.

"Why did you have to commit suicide?"

"Oh, you tortured me so much, didn't you force me to die? Wan Chengye, I really don't fear you anymore... I don't care what you do to my family, I don't care... I beg you, just Let me die... You can take revenge as you want, I don't care anymore... I can't stand it..."

Xia Yiwei's desperation was a heart-piercing pain.

Suddenly, Wan Chengye felt distressed.

Obviously she betrayed him, obviously she angered him, obviously she was wrong... But why, he feels so uncomfortable?

"Yiwei, I won't hurt anyone!"

"You lied to me... I won't believe your words anymore, I won't believe it anymore..."

At this moment, Xia Yiwei was crying on the ground in embarrassment, mirror fragments were scattered around her body, and a careless movement would cause a bleeding wound.

The pain in every place seemed to be performing Ling Chi's hacking.

"Xia Yiwei..."

What did Wan Chengye originally want to say?

The words came to his lips, but he swallowed them abruptly, closing his eyes with a touch of deep distress.

"Woooo..."

However, Xia Yiwei only cried out of collapse.

Wan Chengye slowly let go of his arm, ignoring the injury on his hand, staring lightly at the trembling of her curled up body, leaned over, and subconsciously picked her up from the ground.It was just a touch, and the little woman in her arms froze, her fear was too obvious.

"Xia Yiwei, without my consent, I won't let you die!"

"Ugh..."

What responded to him was Xia Yiwei's teary eyes, which tightly covered her mouth.

Wan Chengye carried her back to the bed.At the same time, she sat down, raised her uninjured hand and gently stroked her messy long hair behind her ears, and wiped her tears with her fingertips.

However, in Xia Yiwei's eyes, any gentle actions by him are hurtful.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Xia Yiwei couldn't spy on his actions, she kept leaning back, her eyes full of vigilance.

Wan Chengye froze, a sneer appeared on his lips, "If I really want to do something to you, do you think you can hide it?"

"Do you think I'm still afraid of you? You can torture me however you like... I will always find a chance to get rid of you, there are so many ways to die, it's impossible for you..." Xia Yiwei's desolate words have not yet been said After finishing, he was startled when he saw Wan Chengye take out his mobile phone.

At a close distance, he lowered his brows and eyes, and his voice was husky.

"Ah Dong, call the doctor up."

"..."

Xia Yiwei was silent.

Wan Chengye hung up the phone, threw the phone aside casually, then leaned over slightly, held down his bleeding right hand, closed his eyes and meditated.

A few minutes later, Ah Dong arrived with his personal doctor.

"Sir? How are you injured?"

Seeing this scene, he rushed up in panic, almost glaring hatred at Xia Yiwei who was still in shock.

Wan Chengye raised his eyes when he heard the words, glanced at the doctor, and said, "There are many cuts on her body, what needs to be stitched up, I can figure it out!"

"Yes, Mr. Wancheng!"

At this time, the respectful doctor quickly put down the medicine box, stepped forward, and briefly checked Xia Yiwei's wounds.

"The wounds on the palms and wrists are deep and need to be stitched up. The rest of the wounds are just skin wounds, just bandage them!" While speaking, he took out a small anesthetic, which locally anesthetized Xia Yiwei's arm, and began to take out sutures Wound.

Xia Yiwei watched silently, with a silent face.

"Sir, why don't you treat the injury on your hand first?"

"fine!"

A Dong's worry was written all over his face, and more of it was puzzlement and doubt.

Wan Qiye didn't explain too much, squinting his phoenix eyes slightly, staring at Xia Yiwei for a moment, his thin lips parted slightly, but asked A Dong: "Did Wan Qifeng go to the company today? What happened?" What's the matter?"

"He just attended today's morning meeting as a shareholder."

"Well, keep an eye on his every move!"

Wan Chengye closed his eyes because his injured right hand was trembling slightly.

Seeing this, A Dong frowned and urged the doctor, "Are you done? Quickly sew up the wound on your palm!"

"Yes……"

Unexpectedly, the doctor who was suddenly frightened subconsciously speeded up the suturing speed, and the needle in his hand accidentally poked the wound on Xia Yiwei's wrist bone.

The pain only made Xia Yiwei tremble slightly.

This move was seen by Wan Chengye, so he frowned displeasedly, "Ah Dong, you are too nervous!"

"gentlemen……"

A Dong hesitated to ask, why Xia Yiwei was so important to him?

In the end, there was no question.

"Take it slowly, don't let her wound leave a little scar!"

At this moment, Wan Chengye lowered his eyelashes, and a shadow blurred his unclear eyes.

A Dong stood stiffly at the side, and after a while, he realized that he had to clean up the debris and blood all over the room.

half an hour.

The doctor sewed up Xia Yiwei's two wounds, and then he turned around, but when he checked the extent of Wan Tengye's hand injury, he frowned, "Mr. Wan Teng, the cut on your palm is not serious. , but the wound on the back of the hand almost pierced the palm. This kind of injury will take at least two months to fully recover the ability to move."

"Ah."

These words did not make Wan Chengye react at all.

But unexpectedly, Xia Yiwei trembled when he heard it.

Why did he save her in this way?

No matter how she thought about this question, she couldn't think of an answer.

This time, Wan Chengye's wound was stitched up for a minute. After the minor operation, the doctor wiped his sweat and gave a lot of precautions.

"Leave the medicine box, you all get out!"

However, Wan Chengye didn't seem to care about the injury on his hand, and his gaze never left Xia Yiwei's body.

A Dong was a little surprised, but he didn't dare to refute, so he left the room with the doctor.

"Where are you still hurt?"

"..."

Hearing him asking herself, Xia Yi raised her eyes in a daze and forgot to answer.

Wan Tengye stared at her condescendingly, waited for a moment, then closed his eyes lightly, and sat next to her.

"Take off your clothes and let me see!"

"Do not……"

"Are you going to take it off yourself, or am I going to take it off?"

"..."

The act of forcing her, as always.

Xia Yiwei looked at him arrogantly, didn't speak, just shook her head.