Chapter 599 Good Man
After the car accident, his wife, the woman he called Ruoxi, fell into a coma. It was thought that she would never wake up again. Looking at the doctors who were helpless, Linghu Yong behaved More painful than death.
Some younger nurses were talking privately, saying that women have really good taste and have chosen a good man. Even if this happens, he will never leave her.
But no one knew that Linghu Yong had planned all of this, including the timing of the car accident, the location of the impact, and the nearby traffic conditions. He even predicted the approximate time when the ambulance would arrive.
Yes, he just wants Ruoxi to die.
Only if she dies can those secrets be buried forever.
But what he didn't expect was that this woman, who had always been submissive in front of him, would be so tenacious that even such an impact could not kill her on the spot.
After rescue, she miraculously survived. Although her head was severely injured, the doctor told her to be prepared that the patient would never wake up.
But. She is still alive after all.
As long as she is alive, there will be a day when she wakes up. When she wakes up, she will connect the recent events and realize that this car accident was arranged by herself. Such consequences must not be allowed. accept!
One night many years ago, late at night, he persuaded Ruoxi's father to leave and stayed alone in the ward, looking at Ruoxi with her eyes closed on the bed.
That was his wife, and now, it has become his reminder.
Just when he was confused, he suddenly heard a rapid breathing sound, and then, the body of the motionless woman on the hospital bed began to tremble.
Although the amplitude was very small, it immediately alarmed Linghu Yong on the side.
Under Linghu Yong’s tangled and frightened gaze, this weak woman slowly opened her eyes.
They were a pair of empty and confused eyes. After a long time, Ruoxi seemed to realize where she was. Her eyes slowly moved in their sockets, and the moment they touched Linghu Yong, they suddenly changed.
An emotion called fear instantly occupied her eyes.
Sure enough
Linghu Yong's heart sank. Although she was slow to react, she was not stupid. After she woke up, she immediately realized that all this was her fault.
Linghu Yong walked over quickly and stared down at the familiar face.
Ruo Xi's lips trembled slightly. She was injured so badly that she could hardly move or make a sound. The fear in her eyes was almost solid. Linghu Yong could see begging in these eyes.
"You know too much. I can't take the risk of keeping you here. If I want to blame you, I blame you for being too curious. You must secretly unlock my computer."
As soon as the words fell, Linghu Yong reached out and slowly pulled off the breathing mask on Ruoxi's face.
“Hu——”
“Hu——”
The sound of violent breathing sounded, and Ruoxi kept twisting her body, her pale face turned red. She struggled painfully, trying to take another breath of fresh air, but everything was doomed to be in vain.
Linghu Yong watched all this silently. The nightmare was driving him crazy. He would never allow another person to know his secret, otherwise he would die.
No, you will face an ending more terrifying than death!
He will not place all his hopes on one woman.
The violent struggle seemed to involve the injury, and large mouthfuls of blood flowed out of the mouth. "Cough cough cough" Ruoxi choked on the blood, the back of her hands stretched straight, and veins appeared on her face, until she died, a pair of eyes They all stared at Linghu Yong's face.
Apart from despair, there is only hatred.
Pure amazing hate.
Staring at the woman's deadpan face, it was impossible to say that she was not afraid at all, but Linghu Yong still gritted his teeth and looked back with the same fierce eyes: "Don't blame me, it's all your fault You asked for it!”
Time and space intersected, and Linghu Yong returned to that ward that day in a trance.
The scene in front of him was like a movie replay, flashing through his eyes frame by frame. Each frame was the same as before. After everything settled, Linghu Yong slowly stepped forward and replaced him. Ruoxi closed her unblinking eyes.
It wasn't because of his conscience, but just being stared at by these eyes, he felt that something in his heart couldn't be suppressed, as if it was about to burst out.
The next step is to wait.
When it was almost dawn, he pretended to be very panicked and went to find the nurse on duty, saying that his wife, Ruoxi, was dead. He was too tired and fell asleep. He only found out when he woke up.
It's a pity it's too late.
Just when he took a few steps, turned around, and habitually wanted to double check whether there were any flaws, the scene in front of him made his heart tremble, and the blood in his veins was like ice. Lived.
Ruoxi's eyes were staring at her, filled with hatred.
How could this happen?
Her. Why did she open her eyes again?
Linghu Yong's nerves were already in a trance. He could no longer tell whether this was reality or whether he had returned to that time and experienced what he had experienced all over again.
But he clearly remembered that Ruoxi was dead, and she did not open her eyes again at that time.
A sudden change occurred.
Linghu bravely patted his face. It hurt. It felt painful. This was not like a dream. He stepped forward warily, stretched out his trembling hands, and wanted to help him again. Ruoxi closed her eyes.
Closer, closer. Just as he touched Ruoxi's eyelids, a biting chill came from his fingertips.
It’s so cold.
Ruoxi's body definitely doesn't look like that of a person who has just died. It looks like it has been hidden in a cold storage for a long time after death.
But fortunately, her eyes closed again, and there was no accident in the process.
Just when Linghu Yong was about to leave immediately, perhaps it was a premonition that prompted him to look back for confirmation.
But this time, what met his gaze was still a pair of unwilling eyes.
After a while, the corners of Ruoxi's already stiff mouth twitched, and large drops of blood and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, "Do you really want me to die?"
In Linghu Yong's head With a buzzing sound, he grabbed his hair, his pupils trembled violently, and he stepped back with his legs, feeling that he was going crazy.
No, the whole world is crazy!
“Do you really want me to die?!”
“Do you really want me to die?!”
The harsh voice is full of boundless resentment. , like a repeater, the tone is getting higher and higher.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Linghu Yong's psychological defense finally collapsed. He cried and crawled back, a stream of warm liquid dripping down his trousers.
"I don't know anything, let me go, let me go! I don't want to die!"
The burly Linghu Yong collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud, constantly squirming backwards, with double qualities The white hand slowly poked out from the darkness behind him, making Hu Yong feel a chill on his neck.
"I'm dead, why are you still alive?!" A woman's voice screamed in Linghu Yong's ears.
"No, no! Ah.!" (End of this chapter)