She is a real daughter with a thousand layers of vest

Chapter 736 Cutting Wrists
Walking to the bed, I saw Xia Beiqing lying on it, covered tightly with a quilt. His eyes were closed, and in the reflection of the moonlight, his face was so pale that it was almost transparent. He looked like he was asleep, but there was an inexplicable sense of death, as if there was no breath at all.

Shen Zhiyu slowly reached out his hand and touched Xia Beiqing's cheek, which was icy cold. At this moment, he had a bad feeling in his heart and called out softly, "Beiqing? Beiqing?"

The person on the bed was like a pool of stagnant water, without any response. Even if he was asleep, he shouldn't be sleeping so soundly.

Shen Zhiyu felt something was wrong and lifted the quilt. A large patch of bright blood-red color stood out in the moonlight and stung Shen Zhiyu's eyes.

He suddenly saw that Xia Beiqing had one hand at his side, with a long and deep cut on his wrist. Blood was oozing from the wound, soaking a large area of ​​the bed sheet.

The bright red blood is shocking.

Shen Zhiyu felt as if he was struck by a huge thunder, his head buzzing. He immediately rushed to Xia Beiqing on the bed, hugged Xia Beiqing tightly in his arms, and covered the wound on his wrist with one hand.

"Bei Qing...Bei Qing!" Shen Zhiyu's voice was shaking uncontrollably, and fear was overwhelming him.

Aunt Zhao was so frightened when she saw this scene that she exclaimed, "Oh my God! Blood! Blood!"

This shout suddenly brought Shen Zhiyu back from his shock. He tore the bed sheets into pieces and hurriedly bandaged Xia Beiqing's wound to stop the endless bleeding.

Then, he looked up at Aunt Zhao and roared, "Quick! Call the emergency number!"

"Oh oh oh!" Aunt Zhao hurriedly took out her cell phone and called the emergency number.

Soon, the ambulance arrived and took Xia Beiqing to the nearest hospital.

In the hospital corridor, Shen Zhiyu leaned against the wall and raised his hands tremblingly. His hands were covered in blood. When he lifted the quilt, he saw a large pool of blood, and Xia Beiqing's pale face flashed in his mind.

Shen Zhiyu felt his legs go limp, his body slid down the wall, and he fell heavily on the cold ground. He pressed his bloody hands against his chest, gasping for breath with his mouth open. Aunt Zhao looked at Shen Zhiyu worriedly: "Are you okay? Are you alright?"

Shen Zhiyu looked dazed, as if he couldn't hear anything.

Until the doctor came out of the emergency room, he immediately stood up, rushed to the doctor, and asked anxiously.

The doctor said, "It's nothing serious. Fortunately, he was sent to the hospital in time. If I'm right, the patient must have cut his wrists himself. We should pay more attention to the patient's mental state."

suicide…

Shen Zhiyu could never have imagined that Xia Beiqing would commit suicide. Why on earth did he do that?
In the ward, Shen Zhiyu stood beside the bed. Xia Beiqing had not yet woken up. His thin face was pale and he looked so fragile that he seemed like he would disappear before his eyes at any moment.

"So... So you really are planning to not have me anymore..." Shen Zhiyu's lips trembled, his voice was filled with despair, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

It turned out that he really wanted to leave him alone in this world and then die without any regrets.

"Why!" Shen Zhiyu grabbed the edge of the hole with both hands, stared at the person on the bed with anger and resentment, and roared: "Why do you do this!"

Why don't you live a good life, but choose the path of death?

Shen Zhiyu really wanted to dig open Xia Beiqing's brain to see what he was thinking.

(End of this chapter)