Chapter 793: Conceal (12)

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If according to Xin Lei's character, he was too late to answer, she would not call again at most two or three times, but the phone kept ringing repeatedly, and there were more than a dozen calls by this time.
Is something wrong?
He frowned deeply.
But thinking about it, he just left, what could happen?
But glanced at the rapid ringing phone, Zhong Shenghao finally couldn't help picking it up, and the car was slowly moving in the direction of the city.
"Hello?" His low voice sounded, thinking that Jing Xinlei's voice would sound inside.
However, it was the maid's eager voice that sounded, "Mr. Zhong, it's not good! Miss Jing, she, she suddenly cut her wrist with the fragments of the vase!"
Hearing the words, Zhong Shenghao's pupils tightened and stepped on the brakes violently, making a squeak!
The next second, he put down the phone in his hand and turned the steering wheel violently to turn the car around!
It has been more than ten minutes since returning to the villa, and at this time Jing Xinlei's body was bloodied. Ma Liu and the maid were panicking to help her press the wound, but blood still poured out.
"Heart Bud!"
As soon as Zhong Shenghao walked in, he saw Jing Xinlei lying on the ground, his face pale as snow, and obviously he had lost too much blood.
He rushed to a room in the living room, took out the medical equipment, and took emergency measures for her, then rushed her out of the door and went straight to the hospital!
At this moment, she has obviously lost too much blood, and she must rush blood transfusion!
hospital.
After an emergency blood transfusion, Jing Xinlei was finally out of danger.
Looking at the people on the bed, Zhong Shenghao's face was a little heavy.
He never thought that she would be so violent that she would end her life just because she felt she was imprisoned by him?
The heart was held together fiercely, but fortunately she was fine, otherwise he would hate himself!
After seeing Jing Xinlei in a comatose state on the hospital bed, Zhong Shenghao got up and stood up, turned and left the ward.
In order to take care of her and Zuo Youyi at the same time, Zhong Shenghao specially arranged Jing Xinlei's room in the same building of the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department, but not on the same floor.
At 5:50 in the evening, after autumn, the night always came quickly. At this time, the sky outside the window had gradually darkened, and the lights of the city slowly started.
After a night's rest, the morning of the next morning, Jing Xinlei woke up in her bed, but her face was still pale.
"Do you still feel uncomfortable?" Looking at the person in the bed, Zhong Shenghao's tone was very light.
However, Jing Xinlei on the bed did not pay attention to her, but turned her head away, as if she did not want to care about him.
He knew that she still hated the freedom that imprisoned her, and he did so, just wishing her alive.
Of course, I'm afraid that once she arrives in this city, she will once again find the only trouble.
"I'll buy you some breakfast." Looking at her indifferent profile, Zhong Shenghao got up and stood up.
Jing Xinlei never looked away, and didn't want to talk to him.
She didn't turn her head until she heard the sound of the ward door being opened and closed, making sure he was gone, looking at the closed ward door.
Ten minutes later, Zhong Shenghao came in with breakfast.
Picking up the white rice porridge, he personally fed her, but she looked away.
Zhong Shenghao is helpless, but if she really hunger strikes, he can do nothing.
So he said, "As long as you eat well, I promise to let you go out after your body recovers."