Zhao Meng looked at Fang Jinghao closing his eyes in a pool of blood.
His face turned pale with fright and he didn't dare to move.
Later, when he heard Li Xiaoyun's cry, he thought that Fang Jinghao must die.
The expression on Zhao Meng's face changed again and again.
In the end, he burst out laughing wildly, crying while laughing, like a crazy woman, "He is dead, hahaha, he is dead, he is really dead, he was killed by me."
Shen Ye pushed aside the crowd and squatted down, very calmly and calmly put his hand on Fang Jinghao's neck, opened his eyelids and looked at him, then took off his coat and pressed on his wound to slow down the blood flow.
He rushed forward and said softly with certainty: "It's okay, he just fainted and he's still breathing."
Han Zhenyi ordered someone to call the police, and the doctor arrived quickly.
He put Fang Jinghao on a stretcher and carried him away.
Shen Ye also got into the ambulance.
A few policemen briefly understood the situation and controlled Zhao Meng.
She kept smiling innocently and was taken into the police car without any resistance.
Li Xiaoyun was the only one left in the huge living room, sitting alone on the floor, motionless.
Zhou Yuchen stayed by her side, looking at her blankly, as if he wanted to say something to comfort her, but he didn't know how to say it.
After a long while, Zhou Yuchen sighed softly, put his hands on her shoulders, and said softly: "Xiaoyun" Li Xiaoyun moved slightly, then slowly turned around and looked at Zhou Yuchen, her face was deathly silent.
It took a while before she seemed to recognize him, as if she was like a child who had done something wrong and met his relatives, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. , "Zhou Yuchen, he is dead, what should I do?
I don't want him to die."
Zhou Yuchen held her in his arms very gently and comforted her, "Silly girl, he's not dead, he will get better."
Li Xiaoyun didn't seem to hear Zhou Yuchen's words clearly, and just muttered over and over: "He's dead, he's dead, I don't want him to die."
Zhou Yuchen frowned slightly, pushed Li Xiaoyun away a little, gritted his teeth, reached out and slapped her mercilessly.
Then, he pinched Li Xiaoyun's chin hard, shook her gently and growled, "I said, he is not dead, Fang Jinghao is not dead, did you hear me?"
Li Xiaoyun blinked slowly, and more and more tears poured out of her eyes.
She sobbed twice, and finally cried out with a "wow".
Zhou Yuchen hugged her, caressed her head with one hand, and patted her back gently with the other, "Okay, okay, it's okay, it's all over, it's over.
Xiaoyun, don't be like this, you are now Take care of yourself and think more about your baby.”
Li Xiaoyun still couldn't control herself.
She clutched Zhou Yuchen's clothes tightly and cried loudly in his arms.
Fang Jinghao was rescued overnight.
Although his life was not in danger, he never woke up due to excessive blood loss and lack of oxygen to his brain.
Zhou Yuchen sent Li Xiaoyun back to rest.
Li Xiaoyun's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her face was tired but unusually quiet.
She took a bath, ate some of the things Zhou Yuchen had asked her to prepare, and then went to bed obediently.
Zhou Yuchen felt relieved when he saw that she was asleep.
He asked Xiaojuan to keep an eye on Li Xiaoyun and call him immediately if anything happened.
Then he rushed to the hospital to see Fang Jinghao's body.
Condition.
On the other side, Shen Ye had just returned to Century from the hospital.
Han Zhenyi saw Shen Ye coming in from the outside.
His face, which had always been gentle and smiling, was unusually dignified and he smiled at him, and then he made a cool, handsome and helpless posture.
Throwing himself into the couch.
Han Zhenyi asked: "How is Fang Jinghao?"
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