He was like giving up everything, and the dagger passed by again, and there was another wound on his body.

The blood on his clothes is also increasing.

Zhuo Qianyun was also getting more and more frightened. Seeing that he was about to cut another wound, she rushed forward and grabbed his hand!

"Ye Wenming, stop hurting yourself!" she said.

His eyelashes trembled, and he raised his eyes and looked at her, "Are you not willing to die? You still have feelings for me, right?"

Zhuo Qianyun pursed her lips, "Even if I don't have any feelings for you, I can't be so cold-blooded that I can see you bleeding to death!"

She said, carefully removing the dagger from his hand.

Fortunately, he didn't insist on grabbing the dagger, and everything went smoothly.

The blood on his body was still flowing, and his face became paler. If this continues, he will lose too much blood!

"You have to stop the bleeding now, and then I'll take you to the hospital!" Zhuo Qianyun made a quick decision, "Where is your medicine box here? Are there gauze and cotton?"

But before she finished speaking, he suddenly hugged her.

Zhuo Qianyun was startled, "Ye Wenming, let me go, you are injured now!"

But he still hugged her hard, and suddenly, a bloody smell rushed into her mouth and nose, as if she had covered her whole body.

"Are you... willing to give birth to a child?" He was still obsessed with this question.

Her body trembled. Just when she didn't know how to answer, suddenly, the door was opened. Ling Yiran, Yi Jinli, and many bodyguards had experienced it.

Ling Yiran was also shocked when she saw the scene in front of her.

"What's going on? Sister Zhuo, you and Ye Wenming..." Ling Yiran asked anxiously.

"He was scratched by a dagger and had a lot of blood. He had to bandage him quickly and then send him to the hospital." Zhuo Qianyun said.

Ling Yiran quickly asked someone to separate Zhuo Qianyun and Ye Wenming, and asked someone to treat Ye Wenming's wound first.

However, during the treatment of the wound, Ye Wenming kept holding Zhuo Qianyun's hand, and even behind him was going to the hospital. When he got in the car, Ye Wenming still held Zhuo Qianyun's hand tightly.

Zhuo Qianyun couldn't get away with Ye Wenming's hand at all, so she had to get into the car where Ye Wenming was and went to the hospital together.

Ling Yiran and Yi Jinli got into another car.

"Fortunately Sister Zhuo was not injured." Ling Yiran muttered, "What's going on with Ye Wenming? How could he hurt himself?"

When she first broke in, she almost thought that Ye Wenming had hurt Sister Zhuo!

"Because he can't bear to hurt Zhuo Qianyun, he is the only one he can hurt." Yi Jinli said.

"It's the same, it's too extreme. If Sister Zhuo is indifferent, if we don't come, then he will just die!" Ling Yiran said.

"He is just betting that Zhuo Qianyun cannot be indifferent, right?" Yi Jinli said lightly.

"But in this case, the bet is too big. He is taking risks with his life!" Ling Yiran frowned.

"That's because, for him, even if he really loses a bet, it doesn't matter." Yi Jinli said.
Chapter completed!