Mr.Li's good wife delivered the door

Turning to see Wang Guojun's appearance of wanting to talk and stop, his good-looking eyebrows wrinkled slightly, "say!"

"Mr. Li, why don't we buy Jin family? Although the scandal of Jin family this time is quite serious, he is an old-fashioned enterprise after all. If we make use of it after acquisition, it will benefit Shunchang."

A trace of pure light flashed in the deep black eyes, "it's not that I don't accept it, it's not the time."

As soon as the voice fell, the mobile phone rang. He looked down and saw that it was a call from a Liang. He frowned slightly, reached out and hung up.

It was just over eleven o'clock. No matter how angry he was, he missed Josie very much. Should she sleep now?

Picked up his cell phone and got up, he said faintly to Wang Guojun, "go back and rest early. There will be a hard battle tomorrow." then he walked out of the office.

Keren just walked to the elevator. Wang Guojun ran over with his mobile phone and his face looked ugly. "President Li, Miss Fang cut her wrist and killed herself."

……

Although Li mochuan said so many cruel words to Fang Yehan, he went to the hospital when he heard the news of Fang Yehan's suicide.

In the final analysis, he can't ignore her life and death.

When Li mochuan arrived, Fang Yehan was still in the rescue. A Liang's expressionless face was full of chagrin and self blame.

After Li mochuan left, Fang Yehan was very excited. He was afraid that she would be stimulated to have a serious heart attack. A Liang was driven out of the room by Fang Yehan without insisting. Knowing that Jin Zitong had betrayed Fang Yehan, a Liang wanted to avenge Jin Zitong, so he asked the maid to watch her. He just found out that Jin Zitong was drinking in a bar of a rich man. When he drove to half of his death, I got a call from the maid.

The maid said she locked herself in the room. At first there was a cry, but then there was no movement. No matter how the maid knocked on the door, she didn't respond. The maid realized that it was wrong and called him immediately.

He drove home in a hurry, never forgetting what he saw when he kicked open the bathroom door.

She lay in the bathtub, her long hair spread around the edge of the bathtub, her slender white and tender arm was outside the bathtub, and the bright red blood was dripping from her wrist on the ground, which was full of her blood. And her little face was pale and bloodless.

He stretched out his hand in horror and explored her nose. It seemed that there was no breath, so he couldn't care about anything else, so he took her to the hospital.

Now it has been rescued for more than two hours, but there is still no news.

Suddenly, a male doctor came out of the operating room, "which of you is the patient's family?"

"I'm a doctor. I'm the patient's brother. How's she doing now?"

The doctor sighed and shook his head. "The patient had a history of heart disease before. In addition, he lost too much blood today, his mood was unstable, and he had no sense of survival. There's nothing we can do if it goes on like this."

"Doctor, can I see her alone?"

"Yes, I hope you can call back her consciousness of survival."

Li mochuan walked into the operating room after wearing sterile clothes. Since Fang yechen died, Fang Yehan has become a regular guest in the hospital. Such things are not once or twice.

A blood transfusion device was still hung on her arm. Although the blood on her wrist had been stopped and stitched, it looked extraordinarily seeping.

Li mochuan sighed, walked over and looked down at her coldly and said, "Han Han, I thought you had grown up, but I didn't expect you to be so naive. Have you ever thought that every suicide will only disappoint you more? You don't even cherish your own life. What qualifications do you have to ask others to love you?"