Tang Shi was in a coma for two days. At that time, Bo Ye carried her in blood and rushed into the hospital in the middle of the night. With a call, Jiang Ling rushed to the operating room from home and frowned when he saw the situation inside.
"Does your ex-wife have depression?"
Jiang Ling said to Bo Ye in a white coat after the operation.
Bo Ye was silent for a long time before spitting out, "Yes."
Jiang Ling smiled silently, "Then congratulations, if you want to force her to die, why bother to take her to the hospital so hard! Let her be a few minutes later. Isn't it better to die completely?"
Bo Ye stabbed in his heart and quickly asked, "Why do I want to kill her?"
"She has depression."
Jiang Ling tried to keep his voice calm, "I dare to swear, if not What did you do to force her or cause her to relapse? She wouldn’t cut her wrists and self-harm! Don’t you know, the moment she started, she didn’t want to live anymore!"
Jiang Ling almost did not want to live anymore. Growling hard, the man couldn’t understand. If Bo Ye loves Tang poetry, why did he send her to prison five years ago? If he doesn’t love Tang poetry, then he always reveals what he cares about and what he wants to do?
Bo Ye was so pale when Jiang Ling roared that he stood there, "I don't have, I didn't force her, I just want her to stay at Bo's house."
Five years ago, Tang poetry had always been respected by them in the circle of the rich second generation. People, even if something happened to Tang poetry five years ago, there are people helping her back and forth. Jiang Ling also maintains awe of Tang poetry. She has encountered so many things. She has been able to walk from five years ago to the present, she has been so strong that it is impossible for others Imagined. But such a strong woman was forced to collapse by Bo Ye over and over again!
Jiang Ling asked him softly, "Bo Ye, how cruel is your heart?"
Bo Yetongren shrank a little. Jiang Ling's words were not loud, but they hit him like a heavy hammer.
He rarely showed a little panic, as if to explain something, "I don't have I don't"
"Don't force her anymore, Bo Ye, if Tang Shi really killed someone five years ago, the price she would have paid is huge enough."
Jiang Ling stared at Bo Ye's eyes, wanting to see a trace of guilt on his face. Come, but no, he continued, "If Tang Shi hadn't killed anyone five years ago. Then Bo Ye, tell me, what you owe her, can you still pay it off in this life?"
Bo Ye's whole body shook. The blood flowed back and his back was cold. He looked at Jiang Ling, "Are you talking for her?"
"I'm talking for the facts."
Jiang Ling put his hands in his pockets, looking at Bo Ye, he sighed for him. Tone. Bo Ye may not yet understand his true feelings, so Jiang Ling patted him on the shoulder, "Bo Ye, I have a sentence to tell you, while the person is still there, go and do all the accounts that should be calculated and paid. It's over."
What should he do, what should he pay Tang Shi, and what debt should he pay?
Bo Ye fell into a huge panic. Jiang Ling had already walked away. He was looking at Tang Shi in the ward, and the woman was lying pale on the hospital bed, as if lifeless.
For two whole nights, Bo Ye didn't close his eyes. Now his mind was in a mess, and countless emotions needed a vent.
Until Tang Shi wakes up.
But when she woke up, the first sentence was, "Don't hit me! Don't hit me! I didn't kill, I didn't!"
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if this novel is translateted from Chinese novel/comik im sure there would be more trouble even in chapater 200~
omg I hate Bo Ye with a f**king passion