Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

"Quick, call the doctor quickly, Nangong Jue has jumped down!" She said tremblingly. She couldn't stop, didn't go to see her son, and couldn't wait for the elevator.

Straight down the stairs to the first floor.

What did I do? What did I do? What did I say?

Mingming promised master that he would forget his hatred. Mingming promised mu Qianchen that he would put these things down. But why did I finally get hated and say that I forced him to die.

Is he dead, I really feel at ease?

Nangong Jue! Nangong Jue, what the hell did you do? If you die like this, I can't feel at ease at all! Why?

Why for a word, why for a forgiveness?

Why do you want to do it? This situation!

At this moment, the brain is confused. At this moment, all the pictures just flashed like lanterns.

I quickly ran downstairs, faster and faster, I do not know why, even in the moment he really jumped, so nervous.

My heart is shaking!

Since I hate you, I should be happy if you die! But I am not happy at all now. I feel that I have become a devil more than a devil in the world!

I can't imagine what happened to you. I don't know if I would say that if I go back in time. I'm in a state of confusion.

When I quickly ran from the stairs to the hall on the first floor, it was a mess. The medical staff had found nangongjue jumping from the building.

He was being carried in on a stretcher from the outside. There were lots of people around, everyone was heavy and very nervous. Each of them is saying something,.

Nangong grandfather is the same, looking at the stretcher carrying people, shouting Nangong Jue's name. It was a look of shock.

And Nangong's grandmother passed out.

The medical staff rushed over again and pushed grandma to the emergency room. Grandfather was at a loss and ran after the doctor to ask about the situation. And I, standing there watching, watching.

My body is petrified, looking at this chaotic picture. People come and go.

Nangong Jue was carried into the hall on a stretcher, and he was put on a bed that could be pushed.

"Send it to the operating room immediately!"

"I want to prepare a tourniquet!"

"Oxygen mask!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, have you pressed the elevator?"

The doctor urged again and again. The stick that pushed the bed rattled. She watched the bed push toward the elevator.

At this time

"Wait!" A pale voice interrupted the chaotic picture.

The medical staff stopped and stared at Nangong Jue on the bed in surprise and doubt.

The blue Mou opened, the South Temple absolute Mou light saw to the shallow Xi of the stair mouth, seem to be because saw her to stand there, so shout etc.

Nangong absolutely struggled to support himself with one hand.

Feng Qianxi was relieved. He was OK. At least he didn't die. It's dangerous. Fortunately, he didn't die. If I fell dead because of this sentence, what should I do? I can't imagine. In a word, it's good if people don't die.

"Sir, you can't get up. You're badly hurt!" The doctor immediately stood in front of him.

"Get out of the way!" With orders, even if very hoarse, but so heavy.

Scared the doctor Leng for a while: "but you have a lot of injuries, you can't get out of bed and walk!"

"I told you to get out of the way!" He accentuated the tone, blue eyes with irritability and cold, swept around the medical staff. That absolutely can not refuse the tone and eyes, so that the frightened medical staff are silent to one side.

Nangong Jue supported himself and came down from the hospital bed. When his feet fell to the ground, he could see how painful he was. But he stood up with the pain in his heart.

At this time, he is.

No longer as bright as before, a clothes covered with mud, leaves, and blood. It's hooked, scratched, and tattered.

He Nangong Jue, how ever had such a depression?

However, he didn't care about the image at this time. He stepped out and heard a click. He didn't know where the sound was.

The doctor closed his eyes and opened them again. The whole hall was quiet. Almost everyone held their breath and didn't know what the seriously ill man wanted to do.

"Sir, you can't"

Nangong Juegan didn't listen to those words in his ears. He dragged her body, which was like a skeleton, and walked towards her step by step.

His feet seemed unsteady.

The hand seems to have no bracket.

Every step of the whole person is like falling down immediately!

There is no doubt that Nangong is a tough man. He just gritted his teeth when he was injured. He never showed his painful expression at this time. It can be imagined that every step he took towards her now was shaking with pain!

And I, but standing in the same place, motionless, like a cold body, watching him walk hard towards me.

I know. He's coming to me.

I know that every step he takes now is painful, which can be seen from his expression. It must be a cutting pain.

This distance, he walked for a long time, a long time. And I, or motionless looking, did not move forward, did not go to support him, cold looking, like an animal without any feelings!

Why don't I walk over there?

Clearly know that he is suffering to no good, but I look at his pain, looking at his every step, have become more and more difficult. Looking at his face that he couldn't bear to die. I didn't care!

How could I be so cruel?

How can I be so ruthless to him?

After all, is he the devil? Or am I the devil?

When all the people here are looking at him with unbearable expressions and eyes, they are so indifferent, which is several times colder than his usual coldness.

Am I taking revenge on him?

I don't know either.

Until, Nangong Jue has come to me, my heart, only in addition to the cold outside the temperature, looking at him: "Nangong Jue, you are killing. Even if you don't fall to death, you can torture yourself to death. "

He looks very embarrassed, but standing in front of her, his eyes become a little more gentle, want to raise his hand, to touch her face.

But in both hands raised his hand, like where the pain, powerless hanging down, however, this did not let him give up.

Nangong Jue stretched out a hand and made a gesture of waiting for the handshake. Blue eyes looked at Qianxi, hiding all the pain, and said: "hello... My name is Nangong Jue. Please give me more advice when I meet you for the first time."