Substitute Wife: Mr. He, please sign the divorce

Chu Huiyin swallowed the words that had come to his lips.

The distance between the two was close, and Chu Huiyin could clearly hear Du Manluo's weak voice from the other end of the phone.

"Jiayu, I've lost a lot of blood, come quickly."

He Jiayu was stunned when he heard the words, his eyebrows furrowed deeply, he straightened up, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Before he could speak, there was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone, and He Jiayu's tone became tense: "Du Manluo?"

Still no one answered, he quickly hung up the phone and dialed the special assistant's mobile phone: "Go to Miss Du's house to check the situation, is there any accident?"

"Alright Mr. He!"

After hanging up the phone, He Jiayu saw Chu Huiyin's expression and knew that she should have listened to it. He subconsciously wanted to rub her head, but she avoided it calmly.

"If you want to go, go, I don't need to ask for my opinion." Chu Huiyin closed her eyes and said calmly.

There was a touch of confusion on He Jiayu's face, his brows were tightly furrowed, and the corners of Cen Bo's lips were pursed.

He Jiayu nodded perfunctorily, frowning tightly, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking, or whether he had listened to what the doctor was saying.

Chu Huiyin knew that all of this was just because she looked similar to Du Manluo.

On the way, Du Manluo woke up from a half-drowsy state, looked at the scene in the car, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, and asked, "Is it Jiayu?"

How exciting it was just now, how ridiculous it is now!

It is the stupidest thing to expect from anyone.

It's only a traffic light away from the hospital, as long as you make it to the hospital, you'll be fine.

Chu Huiyin glanced at the ointment on the bedside table, and threw it into the trash can without blinking. The expression on her face was extremely indifferent, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

He Jiayu stared at the still bright operating room light, closed his eyes, and shook his head: "No, I'll be fine here."

But the pain from her wrist, and the feeling that the blood in her body was slowly flowing away, she fell into a coma again after a short time.

the other side.

If it wasn't for this, how could He Jiayu be so devoted to her.

The special assistant looked at Du Manluo, who was collapsed on the back seat again, and shook his head helplessly. He didn't know what this Duman Luo was going to do, and committed suicide once every three days.

"Miss Du, don't sleep yet, we'll be at the hospital soon." Although the special assistant didn't have a good impression of Du Manluo, after all, it was a human life, so he didn't dare to slack off.

Outside the operating room, the special assistant looked at the blood on Mr. He's cuff, exclaimed, and said, "Mr. He, your suit sleeves are full of blood now!"

Du Manluo closed his eyes, and responded softly: "Yes."

The pupils of both of them shrank when they entered the eyes. He Jiayu didn't have time to think, and hurriedly picked up the person on the ground, handed it to the special assistant, and calmly ordered: "Go to the nearest hospital."

"Mr. He, Ms. Du woke up just now, but passed out again." The special assistant carried Du Manluo out of the car, put him on the stretcher brought out by the hospital, and introduced the situation to the doctor.

To put it bluntly, He Jiayu's kindness to her was actually to make up for Du Manluo.

The special assistant didn't dare to neglect, put him on the back seat, and stepped on the accelerator.

The special assistant rushed to Du Manluo's residence one step ahead of He Jiayu, and when he saw He Jiayu coming, he hurried forward: "Mr. He, I just called Miss Du a lot but they didn't answer, and no one answered when I knocked on the door. "

The special assistant wanted to say something more, but thinking of the uncompromising tone just now, he dismissed the idea again.

She smiled wryly, thinking it was He Jiayu, but it turned out that she had made a mistake, and she couldn't stop feeling disappointed in her heart.

Du Manluo's originally bright eyes gradually dimmed, lost their radiance, and his whole person was extraordinarily dull.

On the contrary, she wanted to thank Du Manluo, it was her phone call that brought her back to reality.

Not long after, the entire stretcher was covered in blood, and the deep red blood looked particularly oozing.

I don't know why, but I was fascinated by He Jiayu for a while, and I believed it was true, I almost thought what he said was true.

"Mr. He, it's fine if I'm here. You can go back." The special assistant persuaded.

For a moment, he didn't know what Mr. He's feelings for Miss Du were.

Thinking of this, Chu Huiyin smiled coldly, with a bit of bitterness in her heart, she laughed at herself for being stupid, because she actually believed He Jiayu's love words at the beginning.

I used to think that there would be scandals between the two, but it was just rumors made up by people in the company who were idle and had nothing to do.

He Jiayu didn't care about these things at first, but when he thought about making Chu Huiyin think about it when he went home, he hesitated for a few seconds, and took off his suit jacket directly.

Hearing the sound of the car engine fading away, Chu Huiyin sat on the edge of the bed with her head bowed, a wry smile curled up at the corner of her lips.

After a while, he put away his phone, took a deep look at Chu Huiyin, and said, "You wait for me at home, I'll go and see what's going on, and I'll be right back."

The special assistant thought about it carefully, and found that Mr. He seemed to have some special care for Dumanluo. For example, Mr. He never thought of dismissing Dumanluo when there were such big rumors before.

The special assistant sitting in the driver's seat heard the movement, glanced at the rearview mirror, wiped the cold sweat off his face, and said, "Mr. He...Mr. He is in the car behind and came with us."

He Jiayu's eyes sank, he glanced at the closed door, and kicked it open with all his strength.

"It seems that the wound is not shallow, first go for a needle and blood transfusion, and observe the situation." The doctor said succinctly.

Originally, the relationship between Mr. He and Ms. Chu is not good now, why doesn't she know how to restrain herself?
There is anger in my heart, but I am too embarrassed to show it.

Before leaving, He Jiayu also told Chu Huiyin to remember to apply medicine to the wound on his face.

"Okay, you go quickly." The special assistant nodded and bowed quickly from the side.

Now she can't think about it again and again, Mr. He comes here in a hurry every time, no matter how you look at it, it seems that there is something wrong.

What's more, because He Mingze was dragged by the police station to spread the word, and once He Mingze was sentenced, he might not be able to come out for a long time.

I heard recently that Du Manluo is determined to get a divorce and doesn't care about the Du family's feelings at all.

The special assistant connected these things together, and suddenly felt terrified thinking about it.

"Mr. He, don't you... really plan to be with Ms. Du, right? I seem to have heard that her divorce procedure is almost complete, and she's going to get a divorce soon, don't you..." the special assistant drummed Gathering up the courage, he asked nervously.