Chapter 145: Yao Shu Commits Suicide

Qiao Mu was not sure, she couldn't see through this man, she wanted to know, what kind of weight was she in his heart?

The elevator was moving up, very quietly.

Qiao Mu felt a little nervous all of a sudden, those deep and gloomy eyes looked at her, as always, he couldn't understand the expression in it.

It was only a few seconds, but it felt very long.

Qiao Mu's sudden question made Li Yan narrow his eyes slightly.

The rare seriousness in the little thing's eyes, this is the first time for her, she began to care about the relationship between them.

Suddenly, the elevator door opened.

Qiao Mu snapped back to her senses, thinking of Yao Shu, she immediately rushed out of the elevator and ran to the hotel room.

There was a hint of disappointment in my heart when I didn't wait for the man's answer.

But Qiao Mu didn't notice that at the moment she turned and ran away, Li Yan's thin lips moved slightly, and the words that were about to be spoken were abruptly stopped.

Li Yan looked at the petite figure, his eyes deepened, he shook his head helplessly, and after a while he stepped out of the elevator and followed behind her.

Could it be that in this little thing's heart, other people's affairs are always more important than his?

Qiao Mu found the room where Yao Shu was, but saw a group of people around the door, looking at the room with different eyes.

Qiao Mu rushed over and heard the people around her commenting: "How can such a young girl cut her wrists and commit suicide? What's so difficult about it!"

"If the hotel waiter hadn't passed by, I'm afraid no one would have noticed."

"Young people nowadays, their psychological quality is too poor, and they will die at every turn for a trivial matter. They take their lives as a trifle!"

Qiao Mu's eyes widened in astonishment, and he cut his wrists to commit suicide? !

Turning his head to look into the room, he was shocked to see Yao Shu lying in a pool of blood, her complexion as pale as paper, lying there motionless.

The white towel wrapped around her wrist has been stained blood red.

Qiao Mu only felt dizzy for a while, his legs were weak, and one of them couldn't stand still, and he staggered forward.

Li Yan didn't fall down, but was caught by the arm, Li Yan stood behind Qiao Mu, glanced at the room, and then hugged her in his arms.

His broad shoulders blocked her line of sight, preventing her from seeing this bloody scene.

The medical staff rushed over with a stretcher cart, and a group of people carried Yao Shu into the cart. Qiao Mu hurried forward to grab a doctor, "Is she okay?"

The doctor replied without emotion: "A delay of even a second may be life-threatening for her. Please don't hinder our treatment."

Qiao Mu leaned against Li Yan's chest weakly. If she had realized that the person Yao Shu was with was not Han Su, and had made Yao Shu realize the truth earlier, maybe the matter would not have developed to this point.

Li Yan patted Qiao Mu's back lightly, and a deep voice sounded in her ear, with a hint of comfort: "It's okay."

Those three simple words made Qiao Mu feel more at ease.

That night, Yao Shu was rescued in the hospital, but her life was not in danger.

Excessive blood loss led to unconsciousness, and miraculously, her child still had signs of life.

Qiao Mu finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't know whether Yao Shu was happy or sad for this child.

After tossing all night, Qiao Mu almost collapsed.

On the way back, Qiao Mu leaned limply on the car seat, all his strength was taken away.

Suddenly, a big hand fell on Qiao Mu's head and rubbed it lightly.

Qiao Mu raised his head and met the man's gaze, his bottomless black eyes seemed to suck her in.

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