Chapter 129 Suicide, Surgery

Knock, knock, knock. There was a knock on the door.

Then, before either of them could react, the door opened.

Meng Ruoxi's heart was beating in her throat and she quickly grabbed the quilt to cover her body.

Shi Yanjin's eyes flashed with coldness, and he shouted angrily, "Get out!"

Wen Jing frowned, and not only did he not leave, he even quickened his pace, asking as he walked, "Dad, what are you doing? You are so heavy, it will make Mom uncomfortable, get up quickly."

Yi Luyan climbed onto the bed and reached out to lift the quilt.

Wen Zhu and Wen Sheng followed closely and quickly climbed onto the bed.

Meng Ruoxi's breathing stagnated, her hands tightly grasped the quilt, her fingertips were so tight that her knuckles turned white, and her hands were shaking slightly, "Wen Jing, you go out first."

I really can't imagine how embarrassed she would be if the quilt was lifted.

Wen Jing tilted his head and looked at his mother's pale face in confusion, "Mom, what's wrong with you? Your face is so pale, did Dad bully you?"

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this was possible. I puffed up my cheeks and glared at my father fiercely, "Dad, are you bullying Mom again? I've told you so many times not to bully Mom and to treat her gently. Why don't you understand?"

I was so angry in my heart, stupid dad, why can't you learn to be gentle and gentlemanly like me?

At school, many female classmates like me very much. If my father had half of my charm, my mother would not run away.

Shi Yanjin's face darkened, and a ferocious look appeared on his originally gentle and handsome face. He warned, "Wen Jing, take your two brothers out, otherwise, get out of school tomorrow!"

He was only paying attention to his eldest son and didn't notice that danger was about to come.

Wen Sheng crawled nimbly with his small body. Seeing that his father and mother didn't notice him, he threw back the quilt to see where his mother was injured.

Who knew that the scene that came into view would instantly fill his little head with confusion.

"Ah!!!" Meng Ruoxi screamed and kicked up subconsciously, pushing Shi Yanjin away, pulling the quilt over, and wrapping herself tightly from head to toe.

Even though he was kicked in the chest by his mother, Wen Sheng still looked dazed.

What did I see? My father...

After I realized what was happening, I felt so heartbroken.

Mom must be very hurt. Dad is so mean. How could he treat Mom like this?

Wen Jing and Wen Zhu also saw it and were stunned.

Wen Jing asked in confusion, "Dad, what are you and Mom doing?"

After hearing everything, Meng Ruoxi wanted to die.

His eyes began to turn red, and he bit the artery in his wrist with his teeth, allowing the despair to completely engulf him like a wave.

For the first time, I felt that perhaps death was the only way to be liberated.

A large amount of blood flowed down the corners of his mouth, and the smell of blood began to fill his entire nasal cavity.

Shi Yanjin was just about to teach his son a lesson when he smelled a strong smell of blood.

He reacted very quickly and immediately pulled open his wife's quilt. He saw that his wife was biting her wrist and blood was dripping everywhere.

It was obvious at first glance that an artery had been bitten.

A second before she passed out, Meng Ruoxi smiled from the bottom of her heart.

If I could get rid of this, it would be the first good thing that happened to me since I traveled through time.

Shi Yanjin's eyes were red with anger. He hugged her tightly to himself and shouted to the outside of the door, "Call all the doctors here!"

He turned to Wen Jing and shouted, "Go get the medicine box!"

Wen Jing was frightened by the scene in front of him. Upon hearing this, he immediately let go of his mother's hand and said, "Okay, I'll go right away."

While running desperately to get the medical kit, he raised his hand and wiped his tears vigorously.

I kept telling myself over and over in my heart that Mom would be fine, Mom would be fine.

Wen Zhu burst into tears, pushing her mother's body with all her strength, and shouted in a trembling voice, "Mom, Mom, wake up, don't leave me, I will listen to you from now on, and I will do whatever you ask me to do, and I will not lock you up."

As if he had done something wrong, Wen Sheng curled himself up into a ball, his body shaking with fear.

I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it.

I just wanted to see where my mother was injured, I didn't want to kill her.

The wife in his arms had a face as pale as paper, her eyes were closed, and she looked lifeless. Shi Yanjin's hands began to tremble, and he held her wrists tightly with his clothes, trying to stop the bleeding.

He took the clothes with his other hand and carefully put them on his wife.

When Wen Zhu saw this, he rushed to help.

Wen Sheng also wanted to help, but he was too timid to step forward.

I was extremely scared, afraid that my mother would die because of me.

At the same time, I made a decision that if my mother died, I would die with her.

Soon, Wen Jing ran up with a medical kit.

Soon after, a group of doctors in white coats arrived, each holding something in their hands.

After an examination, it was found that the artery in Meng Ruoxi's wrist was bitten off. Although the bleeding was stopped in time, she fell into shock and needed to be immediately sent to the medical building for surgery.

It was obvious how hard Meng Ruoxi bit, and she must have been determined to die.

Even though he had expected this to happen, Lao Hei still watched it in fear, sighing in his heart.

If the gentleman continues to act like this, I don't know what gentleness is, and I'm afraid the lady will commit suicide again.

When they arrived at the medical building, Shi Yanjin looked at the operating room expressionlessly. He exuded a cold and murderous aura, making it impossible to see through him or guess what he was thinking at the moment.

At this moment, Lao Hei came out of the elevator, walked up to him, bent down, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "Sir, Mr. Meng has woken up and wants to see his wife."

A hint of coldness flashed across his eyes, and Shi Yanjin refused without thinking, "Tell him that the wife is pregnant and is taking care of the baby, so it is not convenient for her to see him."

"Yes." Lao Hei was about to retreat, but unexpectedly, the master called him again.

"Wait, tell him that Madam will call him later and tell him to rest and recover."

"Yes." Lao Hei already understood what the master was going to do and sighed silently in his heart.

Alas, poor lady.

Wen Jing's eyes flashed with a deep look, and he said bluntly, "Dad, I don't like that uncle."

To be precise, it’s not that I dislike it, but that I really dislike it, or even hate it.

Shi Yanjin immediately looked at him and warned him, "In front of your mother, you'd better keep your words to yourself and act like a good son."

When his eyes met the face that looked exactly like his wife, he relaxed his attitude again, "He is your mother's brother. You must treat him with respect and courtesy. Only in this way will your mother like you."

Only in this way will the wife consider more and not think about suicide easily.

Wen Jing's delicate and handsome face immediately fell, and he said angrily, "Why is mom always better to others than to me? I am obviously mom's son, and mom should love me the most!"

Shi Yanjin reached out and touched his little head, looking helpless, "Dad is also worried about this problem, but there is no way, your mother is a kind person, she will always be fooled by other people's sweet words."

Especially the one that was early in the morning!

When he thought of this, he gritted his teeth in hatred, and a sinister light began to emanate from his eyes.

Wen Jing nodded in agreement, "Dad, you are right, Mom is just too kind, always thinking about others but ignoring us. We should correct Mom's bad habits!"

I made up my mind to guard against those people and not let them get close to my mother.

Wen Zhu reminded quietly, "Brother, stay away from Mom. Don't let Mom commit suicide."

Wen Sheng twitched his ears, looked up at his two brothers, then looked at his father, then looked at the operating room, and then lowered his head again.

No one knows what he is thinking, and no one will know what he is thinking.

Time passed quietly. Three hours later, the door of the operating room finally opened and the doctor came out.