After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

Qi Yunqian's face was painful, his heart was extremely sad, and his throat was full of blood.

She really, would rather die than leave him.

Would rather die than be with him.

This cognition knocked Qi Yunqian to the point of collapse.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Shiwei's eyes turned hard, and she made a gesture to stab herself again.

Her decisive appearance made Qi Yunqian feel extreme fear, and he suddenly said, the voice was filled with a strong bloody smell as if squeezed out of his throat: "I promise you!"

"I promise to let you go! Don't hurt yourself again!"

Song Shiwei's heart suddenly relaxed when he mentioned it.

She was right!

Seeing the relaxed expression on her face, Qi Yunqian strode forward suddenly, snatched the dagger from Song Shiwei's hand, and threw it far away.

Qi Yunqian half-kneeled in front of Song Shiwei, covering the wound on her abdomen with trembling hands, the blood instantly stained his hand red.

He took out his mobile phone with one free hand and quickly dialed the emergency number.

Looking at the blood that stained her abdomen red, Qi Yunqian's eyes were red, and a layer of mist finally rose in the usually cold man's eyes.

He looked at Song Shiwei fiercely, and gritted his teeth: "Song Shiwei, you are so cruel!"

The pale-faced Song Shiwei sneered, and looked at him with cold eyes: "No, why are you willing to let me go?"

"Don't try to renege this time, if I seek death once, I can seek death a second time." Song Shiwei frowned, grabbing Qi Yunqian's collar with bloody hands, and pulled him to her eyes.

"You know, the most indispensable thing for prisoners in the prison is the means to commit suicide."

Qi Yunqian's whole heart was almost numb from the pain. He tightly covered Song Shiwei's abdominal wound, gritted his teeth with red eyes, and said hoarsely: "Song Shiwei, you have no heart."

Song Shiwei snorted weakly: "For you, you don't need that kind of extra thing."

Qi Yunqian closed his eyes suddenly, his heart seemed to be torn violently by an invisible big hand, the pain made his breathing heavy.

Soon, the sound of an ambulance sounded.

A medical staff came in with a stretcher and sent Song Shiwei to the hospital, accompanied by Qi Yunqian.

When Song Shiwei was pushed into the emergency room and Qi Yunqian was waiting outside, he realized that his legs were limp.

He was so soft that he could barely stand, he could only lean against the wall for support.

Qi Yunqian supported the wall with his back, slid down slowly, sat on the ground, staring blankly at the hands stained with Song Shiwei's blood, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, he slowly clenched his hands and buried his face in it.

After a while, tears mixed with blood slipped from his fingers.

Drop by drop fell to the ground.

At this time, Jiang Luoshu just came to the hospital to help her mother get the tranquilizer.

The doctor she met just now wrote a prescription, and when she left the office and was about to go downstairs, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of a man who was squatting in the corridor with blood on his hands, looking particularly devastated.

At that moment, Jiang Luoshu almost impulsively walked over to ask him how he was doing.

But seeing Qi Yunqian's look of despair, Jiang Luoshu guessed that the person who had the accident this time might not be him, but the one locked in the villa by him.

After thinking about it, Jiang Luoshu didn't go there, but asked a passing nurse, pointing in Qi Yunqian's direction and asked, "Miss Sister, may I ask, what happened to that man?"

The nurse looked in the direction she pointed, and said with an oh: "You said this man, he doesn't know what to do with his wife at home. His wife was stabbed in the abdomen and is in the emergency room for first aid."

The nurse shook her head, clicked her tongue twice, and pushed the car away: "This rich man is really playing with his life."

Song Shiwei was stabbed?

A look of surprise appeared on Jiang Luoshu's face. She looked at Qi Yunqian for a while, thought for a while, and took out her mobile phone to send a message to Mrs. Qi.

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I don't know how long it took, Qi Yunqian waited until he was almost desperate.

The door of the emergency room was pushed open, and the doctor came out.

Qi Yunqian's eyes lit up, he didn't care about his numb feet, he quickly stepped forward, and asked in a deep voice: "Doctor, how is my... friend?"

"She was lucky that she didn't hurt her spleen, but the wound was a bit bigger and she lost a lot of blood. We have given her a blood transfusion and the wound has been stitched up."

"The patient's body is still a little weak, and it is recommended to stay in hospital for recuperation."

The doctor took off the mask and said to Qi Yunqian: "Also, before the stitches are removed, it's best not to let her eat soy sauce or the like, and don't let her go to the sun, otherwise it will leave scars."

Qi Yunqian heaved a sigh of relief, and finally let go of his heart: "I see, thank you doctor."

After transferring Song Shiwei from the emergency room to the general ward, Qi Yunqian went to pay the due fee before returning to sit in the ward.

Because of the effect of the anesthetic, Song Shiwei is still sleeping deeply.

Looking at that cute sleeping face, Qi Yunqian couldn't help laughing bitterly.

It would be great if she could be so obedient after waking up.

It's just a pity that it is impossible for him to see Song Shiwei's obedient appearance in front of him in his life.

It can be said that he was really scared when he saw Song Shiwei's ruthlessness in attacking him.

He would rather Song Shiwei hurt him and kill him than she hurt himself.

It hurt him more than it hurt him.

Still the kind of pain that is worse than death.

"I really owe you in this life." Qi Yunqian stretched out his hand, gently stroking her fair and tender cheek, and murmured bitterly.

But at this moment, there was a bang.

The door of the ward was suddenly pushed open roughly.

Mrs. Qi's panicked voice came: "Yun Qian, I heard that you are hospitalized, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

Qi Yunqian's hand touching Song Shiwei's cheek paused slightly, and then took it back.

He turned his head to look at Mrs. Qi who looked flustered: "Mom, I'm fine."

Madam Qi breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Qi Yunqian's safe and sound appearance: "It's fine, you really scared me to death, I thought something happened to you..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Song Shiwei who was lying on the hospital bed behind Qi Yunqian, her brows were tightened suddenly, and a look of displeasure appeared on her face: "Why is it her again? Yun Qian, what is going on?"

If Qi Yunqian and Song Shiwei were divorced, who was really happy, besides Fu Yu, it was Mrs. Qi.

Mrs. Qi has always looked down on Song Shiwei.

Not to mention whether her marriage with Qi Yunqian can bring help to the Qi family, but just saying that she has been in prison, Mrs. Qi is quite dissatisfied.

She believes that her son is a dragon and a phoenix among men.

To exaggerate a bit, it is more than enough to match the princess of a small country.

How can Song Shiwei be able to climb high.

But at that time Qi Yunqian stubbornly wanted to marry her, she didn't want to make the relationship between mother and child stiff, so she reluctantly agreed to him.

He thought about teaching Song Shiwei how to behave after he married in.

But not long after the two got their marriage certificate, they got divorced before their wedding.

This made Mrs. Qi so happy that she wanted to set off a string of firecrackers.

But now, she saw Song Shiwei's little bastard again.

Madam Qi was very upset.

Why is it so lingering?