Chapter 72 Fainting

She never thought of telling him from beginning to end, because she felt it was unnecessary. Life was not important to her, so she could rush forward without any regrets.

After hearing this,

Zhou Baixiu really understood that he was worried about his wife, and was resentful that she did not care about her own safety and did not tell him after the accident.

Zhou Baixiu sighed, and he instantly understood He Yichuan's pain.

On one side is his affectionate wife, and on the other side are his brothers. Fortunately, this ending is a lucky one, otherwise...

At this time, no one dared to persuade him anymore. After all, these two people are very important to him. If it were them, they might be more uncomfortable.

"Hey, Brother Chuan, I know you're upset, but it's a blessing that you're okay. You should talk to my sister-in-law later and don't upset her. I heard from Ajie that both my sister-in-law and he were knocked unconscious."

Hearing this, He Yichuan looked at Pei Jinghong with tired eyes, his eyes filled with deep emotions and a hint of shock.

Seeing his face full of astonishment, Pei Jinghong couldn't help but ask him: "Brother Chuan, you quarreled with sister-in-law without asking clearly? Why are you like this? If it weren't for you, would sister-in-law rush to save Ajie?"

"No, Brother Chuan, what did you say to sister-in-law? You are really fierce to her. You can't bully her casually just because sister-in-law has a good temper. She saved your brother and you are like this just after he was discharged from the hospital. What if your sister-in-law runs away?" Cheng Ke's voice was a little loud, and he blamed him.

I didn't expect that a man who is usually so calm would be so confused when he encountered love!

He Yichuan's eyelashes drooped, his thoughts were a little confused, and he was silent, just drinking.

Pei Jinghong and others didn't dare to interfere in the relationship between the two people. They could only drink with him silently and said nothing.

A few hours later.

The man was drunk like a pool of mud. He lay on the sofa with his eyes half closed, his legs casually spread apart.

"Brother Chuan, should I take you home?" Zhou Baixiu knew that he was still conscious, so he asked him.

"No, let's get a room next door, just help me over there."

Here.

Su Xi's emotions fluctuated too much, and her chest was a little painful from the collision. The familiar smell of blood appeared in her throat. She stood up half-supported by the sofa, and her palms moved up and down, trying to suppress it.

Unfortunately, the movement was too large, and the blood in her throat still spurted out. The bright blood splashed everywhere, and there was a hint of red at the corners of her mouth, and her chest kept rising and falling.

She leaned quietly on the edge of the sofa, slowly calming her sad emotions and trying to relieve it.

As she moved downward, her chest continued to feel stuffy and the pain continued to intensify. She had to bend her body.

Finally, she fell down powerlessly.

"Brother Chuan, be careful."

Several people helped him to the room. He leaned on the sofa and waved his hands, signaling them to leave.

Seeing this, Zhou Baixiu asked Cheng Ke and the other two to go out first. He stayed and sat quietly on the other side of the sofa. He looked at the man opposite and said, "Brother Chuan, there is something I have to tell you about my sister-in-law."

The man's sharp eyes scrutinized his face.

"That day when we went to the hospital to see Fang Junjie, we met my sister-in-law in the corridor. She was staring at a couple with burning eyes. She looked dazed and her face looked very strange. I don't know if she recognized an acquaintance. Then my sister-in-law was discharged from the hospital immediately. I heard from Ajie that her body must not have recovered yet. After all, he is still in the hospital, so you should be careful not to stimulate her."

Zhou Baixiu said earnestly. He really didn't expect that one day he would talk about this with Brother Chuan.

In Zhou Baixiu's view, Brother Chuan has always been methodical and methodical in doing things. He must have his own considerations for suddenly getting married.

But this has never been his area of ​​expertise, and deviations are inevitable.

He Yichuan lay drunkenly on the sofa, motionless, his expression dazed and confused, his eyes full of confusion.

In the senior ward of the hospital.

Aunt Tang and the others gathered around the bed, listening carefully to the hospital's instructions, fearing that they would miss a single thing.

After the doctor left, Aunt Tang covered Su Xi, who had fainted and fallen asleep, with the quilt, and asked Li Guanjia in a low voice: "Did the young master answer the phone?"

"No." Li Guanjia shook his head, holding his cell phone in his hand.

"Oh, why didn't the young master answer the phone? It's so frustrating! Old Li, do you want to tell the wife that the madam has been hospitalized?"

Aunt Tang's face was full of worry, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were slightly wrinkled, and her tone was at a loss.

Li Guanjia thought seriously for a long time, rubbed his face with his hands, and then waved his hands, "Let's not talk about it for now, let's see if the eldest master replies tomorrow. If the lady knows that the two of them had a quarrel, it will be even more difficult to deal with it."

"Alas, the lady is really suffering this time. If I hadn't come up to take a look, no one would have noticed the bloodstain in the room."

Aunt Tang has been more fond of Su Xi since she chatted with her last time. She is neither hypocritical nor coquettish. It is difficult to find such an employer who is considerate and treats people sincerely and respectfully.

"Don't say anything, go out, don't disturb the lady's rest."

Li Guanjia couldn't help sighing in his heart. He thought that the relationship between the young couple was gradually becoming stronger, but it didn't take long for them to quarrel, and the quarrel was so serious.

Li Guanjia closed the door of the ward with a heavy face, holding his mobile phone tightly in his hand.

In the early morning, sunlight after the snow shone into the room through the window, and He Yichuan was awakened by the bright light.

He had spent the night lying on the sofa, his clothes were obviously wrinkled, his hair was messy, and he took out the mobile phone from his suit pants with his long fingers.

It was turned off due to lack of power.

He stood up and went to the bedside table, picked up the charging cable and rushed into the bathroom.

After a simple tidying up, he turned on the phone again and found that the screen was full of calls.

He tapped his fingertips and called Butler Li back.

"Young Master, you finally answered the phone? I called you all night, but no one answered."

Butler Li's tough voice came, with anxiety in his tone, and he was a little happy after answering the call.

"Huh?"

He just washed his handsome face, his mind was a little clearer, and he responded in a low voice.

"Young Master, please come to the hospital as soon as possible. Your wife fainted last night and vomited a pool of blood. When we went upstairs, she was lying on the ground, surrounded by blood and glass. Look, your quarrel has become so serious!" Butler Li's tone was anxious, with a hint of accusation in his voice.

He Yichuan heard a buzzing sound at the back of his head, and felt a little stupefied. He picked up the key that fell on the sofa and rushed out, squeezing out a voice with difficulty: "How is she now?" "She

was sent to the hospital last night. The doctor said that she had an old chest injury that had not healed. She had emotional fluctuations and long-term excessive thinking, which caused her to vomit blood. She just woke up. Your Aunt Tang is helping your wife get up and wash."

"You take good care of her, I'll be there now." He Yichuan's delicate face was full of regret. His fingertips holding the phone turned pale and he walked hurriedly.