Mr. Gu knelt down and begged me to forgive him

Chapter 33 Then Create Hope

Wen Qingmian didn't have anywhere to go, so he had to book a hotel and plan to spend a few days away.Wait for him to calm down a little bit, and then think about what to do next.

Whether to continue living in this city, or to change to a place where there is no tiredness, and try to forget tiredness.

Sitting on the chair, Wen Qingmian lay paralyzed for a long time.Seeing the sky by the window from dusk to dark, Wen Qingmian moved her stiff body, took out her cell phone, and made a call.

"Hey, Jiang Cheng, I want to ask for leave to go out and relax..."

Wen Qingmian originally planned to resign directly, but Jiang Cheng probably would not agree, so in order not to arouse the other party's suspicion, he lied and said to relax.

The impulsiveness was impulsive, but Wen Qingmian did not regret it.

only……

When Wen Qingmian looked at the crumpled divorce agreement beside her, she always felt uncomfortable.

"Ah Juan..."

Wen Qingmian got up, wrapped herself in the quilt, and curled up, unable to relax for a long time.

Drowsily falling asleep, Wen Qingmian woke up again from the cold.

His body was covered with a thick quilt, and his underwear was wet, so he woke up from the cold.

The whole body was sticky, Wen Qingmian got up on his own, and went to the bathroom to put a bathtub of hot water.

Wen Qingmian soaked in the hot water, but still felt his whole body was cold. He raised his head and stared blankly at the incandescent light in the bathroom, and waited until it was a bit dazzling, then Wen Qingmian withdrew his eyes.

Looking down at the hot water up to her neck, Wen Qingmian sank her whole body into it.

He couldn't breathe in the water, and Wen Qingmian didn't get up after exhausting the oxygen in his lungs.

I don't know how long it took.

Wen Qingmian's consciousness was blurred, and her body subconsciously moved and sat up from the bathtub.

For a moment, water splashed everywhere, Wen Qingmian sat up and breathed heavily.

He almost said goodbye to this world completely.

After Wen Qingmian regained consciousness, he choked a lot into his nose and throat because of the big movement just now, and now they are all hot.

The water in the bathtub was already cold, just as Wen Qingmian was about to get up, he caught a glimpse of the razor blade beside him.

If it was him who was about to die, would Gu Juan's expression fluctuate a little...

Wen Qingmian reached out and took it out of nowhere, and took out the thin blade.

The white and delicate wrist is in stark contrast to the cold blade. Wen Qingmian knows that if he cuts off from the wrist, blood will splash out in all directions. The blood flow is very fast. Before long, he will be completely lying in the bathtub because of excessive blood loss. And die.

When the pain spread to the brain, Wen Qingmian watched the blood flow out, and the water in the bathtub was stained red in a short while.

The heart beat faster and faster, Wen Qingmian didn't even feel hopeless at all.

It doesn't matter if you die, you don't have to worry about a person named Gu Juan anymore, and death is also a relief.

Wen Qingmian murmured, "Ah Juan, Ah Juan..."

For a moment, Wen Qingmian's mind came up with the day he and Ah Juan got married.Everyone was not optimistic about him, Wen Qingmian was not able to stand beside Gu Juan with blessings, but it was the happiest day in his life.

"Meow meow--"

A sharp meow came from outside, which woke Wen Qingmian completely awake.He can't just die like this, he hasn't been fed sticky cat food yet.What will sticky do after he dies?It has only itself.

Wen Qingmian struggled to get up, blood kept spilling out, this is someone else's territory, even if you die, you can't dirty someone else's place, it's unlucky for the hotel.

He has to live.

After putting on the clothes, Wen Qingmian's body was already soaked in blood.Finding a towel for emergency treatment, Wen Qingmian squeezed her wrist and ran out of the hotel.

It was already early in the morning, and the hotel staff were all dozing off. When they saw a bloody man running over in the blink of an eye, they were frightened out of their wits and rushed to call the police.

Wen Qingmian rushed out of the hotel door, there were no cars on the street at the moment.I have no one else to rely on, so I can only stay calm even in a panic situation.

Only calm can survive.

The time left for him is running out, the wound is too deep, Wen Qingmian's body is desperately short of blood, his mind is blank, and his body can't even stand still.

Seeing a taxi approaching from a distance, Wen Qingmian saw hope.He quickly reached out to stop him.

The driver didn't care about Wen Qingmian's situation, it was too late now, he was about to go home: "I won't take orders anymore, you can find another place."

Wen Qingmian stood in the middle of the road, stopped the car with her body, pretended to be calm but her voice was trembling: "I'm sorry to disturb your rest, can I trouble you to take me to the hospital."

The driver immediately braked after seeing Wen Qingmian's situation, opened the car door and let Wen Qingmian sit in the co-pilot.

"Young man, don't panic. I'm driving very fast. You must be fine."

The driver, a middle-aged uncle, didn't know what to think of when he saw Wen Qingmian's situation, his eyes were filled with tears.

It's okay to suffer alone, but as long as someone is there to comfort you, it's hard to bear.

Wen Qingmian's tears kept streaming down, and he also broke down a bit.

"It will be better to cry out, the hospital is coming soon."

The driver speeded up the car to the maximum, and while observing the surroundings, he comforted Wen Qingmian: "My daughter did the same thing, she slashed her arm three times, and I didn't have time to send her to the hospital."

"But you won't, even if you risk my old life, I will save you."

"It's normal for a young man to be overwhelmed by the pressure. You should always have hope in your heart."

Wen Qingmian choked up and said, "What if there is no hope?"

His hope pushed him into the abyss with his own hands, how would he survive?

"Then create hope!"

The taxi drifted to a stop and successfully arrived at the entrance of the hospital. Wen Qingmian was actually not very conscious.

After getting out of the car, he leaned against the pillar, looked at the puddle of blood on the co-pilot, and tried to stabilize his body: "I'm sorry for dirtying your car, and I will compensate you according to the price."

The uncle driver was worried, Wen Qingmian's face was blue and black, and his tone was terribly weak, I was really afraid that this young man wouldn't be able to persist.

"If you really want to compensate me, live on for me!"

"Go, I'll take you in."

Wen Qingmian's situation was very urgent. After finding the doctor, he immediately took the emergency passage into the operating room.

Examination, blood transfusion, and wound suturing were accompanied by the uncle driver outside.

Wen Qingmian became unconscious after lying on the hospital bed, her eyes were not closed, but half-opened, her complexion was weak.

Even a stranger can do this for him, but Ah Juan, whom he has taken care of for so many years, pushed him into the abyss.

Gu Juan, you have no heart!

While Wen Qingmian was treating the wound, the police from the hotel also arrived.Wen Qingmian was in the operation, and the police began to question the uncle driver.

Wen Qingmian also knew these policemen, they were the policemen who sent the cat for treatment last time.

After Isotherm Qingmian was pushed out of the operating room, he did not feel any sensation due to anesthesia.