The woman was like a thin piece of paper floating in the bathtub, her face was as peaceful as if she was dead, yet still as if she was newly born.
There seemed to be something exploding in Jing Mohao's eyes, as if he could hear the sound of breaking.
His breathing had almost stagnated, and he was sinking into the abyss with the woman's soul at this moment.
He took two steps over and quickly raised his slender wrist, which was still being plundered by the cold water.
Seeing her pale and bloodless face, Jing Mohao's fingers, which he had long been used to seeing life and death, started to tremble unconsciously.
Luo Xi, what are you doing?
Luo Xi, I haven’t made you fall in love with me yet, how dare you die behind my back?
Luo Xi, I haven’t been able to live a life without you at ease, how dare you leave me to die?
Facing Luo Xi's still cold body, all the endless hoarse questions in Jing Mohao's heart were blocked and echoed in his stomach.
Jing Mohao took Luo Xi out of the water and soaked his burns after being burned by the electric grid.
But at this moment, Jing Mohao felt no pain.
All he felt was the hardest coldness from his heart until he became stiff.
He pulled off the bath towel and wrapped Luo Xi tightly, as carefully as if holding a newborn baby, wrapped him in his arms, caressed her cheek with his lips, wishing to instill all the heat from his body into her.
But Luo Xi seemed to be clinging to his instinctive rejection.
His body temperature was still rapidly declining, and his weak pulse seemed to freeze with the man's heartbeat at any time.
He thought that her neglect of him during this period was just a childish temper, and if he pampered her more, she would get better.
But he didn't expect that she would threaten him with death.
She had to admit that she had successfully threatened him.
The moment he came in and saw her, he knew she had won.
The unavoidable pain in his heart that he had never felt before, involving his heart and lungs, told him that she had won.
Going out, in all his good and bad emotions, missing her without any warning was his hidden disease.
But Luo Xi, why don't you tell me what you want me to do?
Jing Mohao carried her to the bed and quickly took out his cell phone to call Jian Qing.
"Hello" "Bring the demonic insects and come over quickly."
"Why can't you just give it to me?"
Jian Qing spoke slowly and leisurely.
"Stop talking nonsense and come here quickly."
"Why is it so urgent?"
"Luoxi committed suicide."
"I'll be there soon."
This couple never rests for a day.
Five minutes later, Jian Qing seemed to understand Jing Mohao's anxiety at the moment and drove over at the highest speed in his life.
Jian Qing pushed the door open and entered the master bedroom.
Seeing that Luo Xi's lips were pale and her expression became serious, she asked, "When did it happen?"
"Afternoon."
Jing Mohao said the two words with difficulty.
Jian Qing immediately checked the wound on Luo Xi's wrist.
Without the dilution effect of running water, the cuts have begun to solidify and scab.
Jian Qing immediately rolled Luo Xi's eyelids and checked the bottom of his eyes.
His pupils were slightly dilated, and he was already in a severe coma due to severe blood loss.
If Jing Mohao had come a step later, the only thing he could prepare now would be a coffin. .
"Do you know what her blood type is?"
Jian Qing looked up at Jing Mohao.
"How is she?"
Jing Mohao stared at Luo Xi's thin face and answered the question.
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He was as helpless as a child at this moment.
Jian Qing told the truth, "Luoxi needs an immediate blood transfusion now, but I must first determine her specific blood type, otherwise her life may be in danger
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