The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Most of the blood has dried up, but a small amount of donated blood is still remaining. The clothes she wore felt strangely hard, as if they were soaked in blood and frozen solid. There's still Weimian's blood on the coffee table!" Who knows how much pain he felt when he learned about this from the servants and saw the bloodstains on the glass coffee table!
Most of the blood has dried up, but a small amount of donated blood is still remaining.
The clothes she wore felt strangely hard, as if they were soaked in blood and frozen solid.
He slid his wheelchair and rushed out: "Get the car ready!"
An angry roar came out of the man's mouth.
Beside him, Gu Weiman seemed to wake up and looked at his face with no fixed focus.
"Weimian? Weimian! Can you hear me calling you? If you can, nod or blink!"
Gu Weimian felt as if she saw Huo Yan. A smile appeared on her lips, and her voice was almost a whisper: "...You don't trust me either."
Huo Yan thought he didn't hear clearly what Gu Weimian said, but he heard it clearly.
"Not sleeping..."
He narrowed his eyes, and his limbs seemed to be nailed to the spot.
She actually sees everything very clearly...
The man clenched his fists tightly.
Gu Weiman's eyes slowly closed again.
"Drive..." The man's voice sounded like a whisper.
The driver's hands shook.
"I told you to drive!" A roar burst out from the man's throat.
The driver's face turned pale. Having been in the Huo family for so many years, he had practically watched Huo Yan grow up. This was the first time he saw a man lose his composure like this.
Huo Yan was like a wounded and dying beast, crazy, cold-blooded, and ready to reap the life of anyone who approached him.
One of his hands was pressing the bleeding wound on Gu Weimian's chest. He didn't even dare to feel Gu Weimian's pulse, nor did he dare to check Gu Weimian's breath.
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The car drove at full speed to Mingzhu City Hospital.
The doctor was already at the door of the emergency room.
"Prepare for surgery! Blood transfusion! Electric shock!" The doctor in a white coat held a flashlight in his hand, shining it into Gu Weimian's pupils. "The patient has gone into shock!"
As he said that, he smashed his hand on Gu Weimian's chest.
After a few punches, the person on the bed showed no reaction at all.
"Motor!"
The bed was moving rapidly forward, and Huo Yan stayed closely beside Gu Weimian.
“Sizzle—bang!”
Gu Weimian jumped up.
"Dilated pupils!"
As the doctor growled in his ear again and again, Huo Yan's heart became heavier and heavier, as if he had fallen into an endless ice cellar.
When Gu Xinguo arrived, he saw his granddaughter being rushed to the emergency room covered in blood.
The man who had been strong all his life suddenly felt his legs go weak and he fell backwards. He was caught by Gu Qifang who came up behind him.
"Dad! Dad, are you okay?!" He glanced at the emergency room that had just been closed, with a look of disapproval on his face, "What do you think happened to Weimian? She was locked up, so why did she stage a suicide scene? Doesn't she know that the adults will be worried!"
"Snap!"
Gu Qifang covered his face and looked at Mr. Gu in disbelief.
Gu Xinguo's expression was calm, his eyes fixed on Gu Qifang, his son, who was standing in front of him.
"That's an old wound that broke open. It was you who pushed Weimian onto the coffee table! There's still Weimian's blood on the coffee table!" Who knows how much pain he felt when he learned about this from the servants and saw the bloodstains on the glass coffee table!
Gu Xinguo grabbed Gu Qifang by the collar, "Are you blind?!"
How could he not notice it at that time!