Chapter 793 Concealment (12)

If it were according to Xinlei's personality, if he didn't answer, she would call two or three times at most and then stop calling, but the phone kept ringing repeatedly, and there were already more than a dozen calls at this time.

Could something have happened?

He frowned and thought deeply.

But then he thought, he had just left, what could have happened?

But glancing at the phone that was ringing a little hurriedly, Zhong Shenghao finally couldn't help but pick it up, and the car slowly drove towards the city.

"Hello?" His low voice sounded, thinking that Jing Xinlei's voice would be heard from inside.

However, it was the maid's extremely anxious voice that sounded, "Mr. Zhong, it's not good! Miss Jing, she, she suddenly cut her wrists with the fragments of the vase!"

Hearing this, Zhong Shenghao's pupils tightened, and he stepped on the brakes suddenly, making a "squeak" sound!

The next second, he put down the phone in his hand, turned the steering wheel suddenly and turned the car around!

After returning to the villa, more than ten minutes had passed, and Jing Xinlei's body was already bloody. Aunt Liu and the maid were panicking and pressing her wound, but the blood was still pouring out.

"Xinlei!"

As soon as Zhong Shenghao walked in, he saw Jing Xinlei lying on the ground, her face as pale as snow, and she had obviously lost too much blood.

He rushed to a room in the living room, took out the medical equipment, took emergency measures for her, and then rushed out the door with her in his arms, heading straight to the hospital!

At this moment, she had obviously lost too much blood and had to be transfused quickly!

Hospital.

After an emergency blood transfusion, Jing Xinlei was finally out of danger.

Looking at the person on the bed, Zhong Shenghao's face was a little heavy.

He never thought that she would be so fierce that she would end her life just because she felt that she was imprisoned by him?

His heart was tightly tied together. Fortunately, she was fine, otherwise he would hate himself to death!

After seeing Jing Xinlei, who was still in a coma on the bed, Zhong Shenghao stood up and turned to leave the ward.

In order to take care of her and Zuo Weiyi at the same time, Zhong Shenghao specially arranged Jing Xinlei's room in the same building as the obstetrics and gynecology department, but not on the same floor.

At 5:50 in the evening, after the beginning of autumn, the night always comes quickly. At this time, the sky outside the window has gradually darkened, and the lights of the city have slowly begun.

After a night's rest, Jing Xinlei woke up slowly on the bed the next morning, but her face was still a little pale.

"Do you still feel uncomfortable?" Looking at the person on 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 didn't want to pay attention to him.

He knew that she still hated him for restricting her freedom, and he did this just to hope that she would live a safe and stable life.

Of course, he was also afraid that she would trouble Weiyi again after arriving in this city.

"I'll go buy you some breakfast." Looking at her indifferent profile, Zhong Shenghao stood up.

Jing Xinlei never turned her eyes away, and didn't want to say a word to him.

Only when she heard the door of the ward open and close and confirmed that he had left did she turn around and look at the closed door.

Ten minutes later, Zhong Shenghao came in with breakfast.

He personally fed her the rice porridge, but she turned her face away.

Zhong Shenghao was a little helpless, but if she really went on a hunger strike, he could do nothing about it.

So, he said, "As long as you eat well, I promise to let you go out for a walk after you recover."