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Chapter 1734 Ye Ningyue commits suicide
After waiting for about an hour, the people in the bathroom still haven't come out.

Excellence was obviously a little impatient, got up and walked over, gently twisted the brass lock, and looked through the crack of the door to see if she was done, but when he saw her lying on the edge of the bathtub with blood on her wrist, he was shocked. Had to rush in at once.

"Ning Yue." He grabbed her and called out.

Obviously, the girl had passed out, and her wrist was still bleeding, so he pulled the towel off the wall in a hurry, tied it around her wrist quickly, and rushed out of the bathroom with her in his arms, shouting to the outside, " Come on, come on, come on."

Putting her on the bed, he anxiously tested the breath in her chest.

It was still hot, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The old butler heard the call and hurried over, "Master, what's wrong, Master?"

"Go and call the doctor, hurry up."

Seeing blood on the ground, the old butler must have happened, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he quickly called the doctor.

Before the doctor came, Zhuo Zhuo grabbed Ye Ningyue, who had passed out, and shouted eagerly, "Ning Yue, Ye Ningyue, wake up."

There seemed to be no response. He lowered his head and blew a few breaths into her mouth, but there was still no response. Are you going to send her to the hospital now?
I'm afraid it's too late to rush over.

Looking at the motionless woman lying on the bed, for some reason, at this moment, Joyoung's heart began to feel pain bit by bit.

He thought that Ye Ningyue was just a passer-by in his life, a pawn to break his blood curse, but now, seeing her lying motionless, he was a little scared.

I was afraid that she would just lie there and never wake up again.

If that was the case, then he would become a murderer, not only to pay for his life, but also to ruin the family style of the Zhuo family.

If he died, how could he have the face to face the ancestors of the Zhuo family.

He knelt down beside the bed and grabbed Ye Ningyue's other hand. For the first time in his life, he cried out in fear and anxiety, "Ye Ningyue, Ningyue, don't scare me, okay?"

"I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have raped/violated you. I shouldn't have done that to you without your consent. I'm sorry, I'm sorry Ning Yue."

"Wake up, okay? As long as you wake up, I am willing to do anything, Ning Yue..."

He was lying on the bedside, talking hoarsely.

The person on the bed, I don't know if he heard it, but the corners of his eyes, crystal clear tears gently slipped down.

At this time, the housekeeper's voice came from outside the door, "Master, the doctor is here."

Zhuo Zhuo stood up and pulled the doctor over, "Hurry up, save her, no matter what, you must save her, otherwise I will let you be buried with me."

He shouted furiously.

The doctor quickly opened the medicine box, took out the oxygen generator, and checked the wound on her wrist while inhaling oxygen for her.

After checking the vital signs for about five minutes, the doctor looked up at the distraught Excellence next to him, "She has lost a lot of blood and needs a blood transfusion. Her blood type is B. It is too late to send it to the hospital now. Who is the type B blood here?" ?”

In the past, Mrs. Zhuo was often ill, so there were all kinds of medical equipment and rings at home.

Even if blood transfusion is required, as long as there is ready-made plasma, the transfusion can be started immediately.

"Type B blood?" Zhuozhuo shouted happily: "I have type B blood, so transfuse me!"

If Ye Ningyue died, he wouldn't be able to survive, so saving her was equivalent to saving himself. Without further ado, he asked the doctor to transfuse his blood.

(End of this chapter)