private marriage

Ni Lei was too frightened to go forward, Ling Nuanqing clearly said that she would not hurt him, why did this happen?

At this moment, Ling Shaocheng was lying there, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, anyone could step forward and stab him.

Ling Shaocheng was quickly sent to the hospital, and Ni Lei notified the old man, but he couldn't arrive for a while.

The assistant waited outside with her. Ni Lei bent down nervously. She saw the door of the operating room opened from the corner of her eye. She was too scared to go forward. The doctor walked quickly to them.

"The location of the knife edge is still very dangerous. Whoever is a family member needs to sign."

Seeing her stunned, the assistant hurriedly urged, "Mrs. Ling!"

Ni Lei suddenly realized, yes, she is Mrs. Ling, but the most ironic thing is that her identity was only recognized on this occasion.

She signed tremblingly, "He's going to be fine, isn't he?"

She gave Ling Nuanqing the medicine, which means she handed this woman a knife.

The doctor didn't say anything, all the people in the corridor were Ling Shaocheng's people, except for a nominal wife, they didn't even have any relatives.

After all, the only person closest to this man is Ling Nuanqing. Apart from that, how can there be any close relatives with flesh and blood?
After Ling Shaocheng was sent to the ward, Ni Lei held his hand all the time. When he woke up, it was almost dawn, and there was wind and rain outside the window, and he clamored and smashed on the transparent glass, making a crackling sound.

Ling Shaocheng was startled, and opened his eyes suddenly. He immediately sat up, but he didn't want to disturb the wound. The assistant quickly pressed his shoulder, "Mr. Ling."

"Shao Cheng, Shao Cheng, are you finally awake?"

Ni Lei's face was full of panic, and now her eyes were shining brightly, and tears were about to fall as she spoke.

Ling Shaocheng stretched out his hand to push her away, and he looked around eagerly. "where is the guy!"

The assistant knew who he was talking about, he was standing by the side, his face was ashen, and he would utter two words with difficulty as if someone was strangling his throat. "Ran."

"Run away?" Ling Shaocheng clasped his palms to the edge of the bed, "What time is it?"

"It's not until five o'clock."

"She can't get out, chase me, find me!"

"Mr. Ling, don't get excited." The assistant was afraid that he would tear the wound, "I have already arranged for someone to look for her, and I will definitely chase her back."

Ni Lei stood beside her, like a superfluous person, unable to get in the way.

Ling Shaocheng was injured so badly by Ling Nuanqing, and he wanted to do everything possible to get her back, but this time his wishful thinking might be wrong.

"Who discovered me first?" Ling Shaocheng suddenly spoke after silence.

The assistant turned his gaze to Ni Lei. "It's Mrs. Ling."

The man's eyes pierced at her, his eyes were full of inquiry and doubt, "You?"

"Yes, it's me."

"You know something happened to me?"

Ni Lei forced herself to be calm, and she must not reveal any clues, "Ling Nuanqing called me, saying that you are in a hotel, that you probably won't survive, and asked me to collect your body."

The last gleam in Ling Shaocheng's eyes sank, his eyebrows lightened and he whispered, "What else did she say?"

"If you can't die, don't go to her. If she can kill you once, there will be a second or third time. She said that she will make me change from a living widow to a real widow."

After Ni Lei finished speaking in one breath, carefully observing Ling Shaocheng's expression, the man raised his eyebrows to wipe away the pain, and called out the assistant's name.

"Ming Yue."

"exist."

"Call the police, Ling Nuanqing deliberately murdered, there must be her fingerprints on the knife, doesn't she like to run away? Then let her run for her life with the arrest warrant on her back!"

When the assistant heard this, he couldn't believe it, "Mr. Ling, this will kill people."

"She is so capable, how could she be forced to death?"

The assistant glanced at Ling Shaocheng's expression, and knew that he didn't say this just because he was angry.

If Ling Nuanqing was a wanted criminal, she would have almost no way to survive outside. She could not find a normal job, could not take transportation, and might not even have a place to live.

"Mr. Ling, think twice."

"Think twice? Killing for life, shouldn't it be?"

Ni Lei didn't dare to answer, she didn't want Ling Nuanqing to come back at all, if Ling Shaocheng found out that she gave her the medicine, he might have skinned her and cramped her.

The assistant didn't dare to say another word. "yes."

"Help me up."

Ling Shaocheng regained his freedom of hands and feet, and his assistant carefully helped him up, "Mr. Ling, you should rest first."

"I'm going to the hotel."

He had to go to the scene to take another look, otherwise he would not give up.

Ling Shaocheng was injured, so the assistant had to find a wheelchair and Ni Lei followed him to the hotel.

The room was still the same as when they left, the bed was messy, and there was blood on the sheets and quilt.

Ling Shaocheng went into the bathroom and stood up slowly from the wheelchair. He seemed to be looking for something, he opened every drawer, and the assistant followed behind, watching him with an increasingly irritable expression.

Where have you been?
Where have you been?
He murmured over and over again, the assistant thought he was confused and looked for Ling Nuanqing everywhere.

She hid in the bathroom, washed all the blood stains, and even took away the blood-soaked bathrobe.

"Mr. Ling, what are you looking for?"

Ling Shaocheng didn't respond, he searched again in despair, his eyes finally fixed on the clean toilet.

His face was pale, his palms propped up against the wall next to him, and his heavy legs took a step forward.

It is impossible for Ling Nuanqing to take the child away, so where is he?
Ling Shaocheng revealed unconcealable sadness in his eyes and face, and he lowered his eyes. "go out."

The assistant hurriedly turned around and saw that Ni Lei was still standing there. "Let's wait outside."

Ni Lei was taken out of the bathroom by him, and the assistant closed the door.

Even if Ling Shaocheng moved slightly, the wound on his chest seemed to be torn apart alive. He squatted down slowly, and finally knelt on the ground with both legs.

His child was beaten, and finally sent away by Ling Nuanqing in such a cruel way.

Ling Shaocheng was filled with grief and indignation, and his eyes were fixed on the direction of the flushing outlet. It was just a child who was not formed, but he should feel pain, right?
Do you feel suffocated when you are washed away by water?
Ling Shaocheng seemed to be going crazy, he was driven crazy step by step by Ling Nuanqing, his child, the family affection he lost since he was a child is destined to be irreparable.

He pressed the switch, and the water flowed out. Ling Shaocheng started to press it repeatedly.

He watched and laughed again, with tears in his eyes, but he laughed out loud.

Ling Shaocheng sat limply on the ground, and finally lay down on the toilet like a drunk, the light in the bathroom shone on the man's exquisite and perfect profile.

Tears slid over the tip of his tall nose, and finally flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Bitterness, heartache, despair...