Playful Shao Dongsheng's wedding wife

Chapter 273 The wedding day! (2)
Song Ningjiu looked at him, his eyes were still a little dazed, probably because he hadn't recovered from the dream just now.

"Ningjiu?" Seeing her staring blankly at him, Jin Mingheng couldn't help worrying, and stretched out his hand to shake in front of his eyes.

Song Ningjiu grabbed his hand and asked anxiously: "Ming Heng, was I dreaming just now? Chu Ci, Chu Ci, is he alright?"

Jin Mingheng looked at her, as if she desperately needed an answer to comfort her.The first time she mentioned Chu Ci, he was not angry.It was because he was worried about her and overwhelmed everything else, but facing her pleading eyes, he couldn't answer her question.

Song Ningjiu looked at him, meeting his eyes.He didn't answer, but looked back at himself with worried eyes, and her heart gradually sank.It's because she also knows that this is just self-deception.

She saw Chu Ci fall from the sky with her own eyes, blood and brains splashed on her feet and onto her white wedding dress.He protested in this way against her marriage.Obviously when he was young, he said he would marry himself...

Thinking of the childhood dream she had just had, she covered herself with her hands, bit her palm with her teeth, the water in her eyes covered her sight, and suppressed the uncomfortable crying from her lips.

Chu Ci, Chu Ci is really dead!

She deliberately said it so unfeelingly, just to let him recognize the facts and stop being obsessed with herself.As he sat there, she thought that he was threatening her at most. After all, he was such a rational person, how could he commit suicide and not cherish himself so much.

But he really jumped, just in front of her eyes, let her watch him die...

"Xiao Jiu'er, don't do this." Jin Mingheng saw that she was suffering because of another man.

The man was dead, and he didn't care about it right now.In fact, he didn't feel anything about Chu Ci's death, he was just worried about Song Ningjiu.

She was so frightened that her tires were already inflated.

Jin Mingheng withdrew her hand from his mouth, hugged her tightly, and said, "Don't hurt yourself, if you feel uncomfortable, just bite me."

Song Ning felt uncomfortable for a long time, the palm he withdrew from his mouth was already dripping with blood.She wanted to push him away, but he didn't let him go, he was afraid that she would accidentally hurt himself again.But Song Ningjiu was really uncomfortable and had nowhere to vent.

Bowing his head, he bit his shoulder.

The hospital's thermal facilities are very good, so he only wore a shirt indoors, and she lowered her head and bit his shoulder.The teeth quickly penetrated the cloth, and there was a sharp pain in the shoulder.

He knew that there was hatred in the pain, but it was not for him, but for herself. She was blaming herself for Chu Ci's death.In fact, there is no need for it. He is a dignified man who chooses to understand his own life through self-mutilation, so why should he let others be responsible for his life?
She bit him, her mouth was full of bloody taste, she blocked her mouth with his flesh and blood, and the whining sound still overflowed.Tears whirled and blurred his vision, but the discomfort in his chest never flowed out with the tears, and it was swollen and painful.

After a long time, she let go.

On Jin Mingheng's shoulder bitten by her, there were bloodstains on the light-colored striped shirt, as well as water marks soaked by her tears.He laid her flat on the bed, then soaked a hot towel and wiped it for her, and when he saw the wound on her palm, he called the bell.

After a while, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Come in." Following his low voice, the door of the ward was pushed open.

The nurse carrying medical supplies came in, and was still a little surprised when she saw the scene in the ward.

Song Ningjiu's white wedding dress had already been changed when she was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment.At this time, his face was pale, his eyes were red and swollen, and his face was stained with tears. He was lying on the bed half asleep, with his eyes open, as if his soul had been pulled away.

Jin Mingheng was wearing suit pants and a light-colored striped shirt, sitting on the head of the bed.

The room was very quiet, no one spoke.The most shocking thing was that the white quilt that Song Ningjiu covered was covered with blood, like red plums.If it weren't for the fact that neither of them reacted in a panic, the nurse would have thought Song Ningjiu had a miscarriage.

Of course, the scene in front of me was not much better.The air in the room seemed to be frozen, even she couldn't breathe, and what was even weirder was the smell of blood.

"Trouble, deal with her." Jin Mingheng stood up and said to the nurse in a flat tone.

When the nurse came over, she saw that Song Ningjiu's palm was bleeding, which was obviously caused by biting her teeth. She couldn't help being a little surprised, and subconsciously looked at Jin Mingheng.She thought that such a handsome man would use violence against his wife.But the moment he got up, she noticed that his shoulders were also red, and she couldn't help being surprised.

Jin Mingheng at this time was probably the most embarrassing moment in his life, but he didn't care about the nurse's gaze, he just walked to the window, lit a cigarette for himself, and then cast his gaze to the dark night outside.

The nurse wanted to say that smoking is prohibited in the ward, but seeing his side face looking out of the window, she couldn't say anything, so she had to pretend not to see it, and lowered her head to help Song Ningjiu treat the wound.

The ward was still very quiet, and the woman on the bed seemed unable to hear her breathing.But after she helped her bandage the wound, she checked her again, and it seemed that there was nothing abnormal.

"Sir, do you want to treat your wound too?" the nurse asked.

"No, thank you." He refused. Although it sounded polite, the indifference of rejecting others was obvious.

The nurse didn't dare to stay longer, so she went out with her own medicine box.

The door closed, and the room was silent again.Jin Mingheng extinguished the cigarette in his hand. Outside, the night was as dark as ink, and there was no light to be seen...

After Song Ningjiu woke up and cried, she stopped crying.But not crying doesn't mean she doesn't feel bad.She moved her fetus, her health was not good, and she didn't last for a few hours, and fell asleep in a daze.

Jin Mingheng stayed by her bed all the time, while Mrs. Zhang went home to pack a few changes of clothes and brought some porridge in the morning. When Song Ningjiu woke up, she opened the porridge box and poured out a bowl to persuade her to drink it.

She turned her head away, how could she have the appetite to eat at this time?

"Ningjiu, eat some whether you have an appetite or not, it's for the sake of the child." Mrs. Zhang persuaded.In the past, she didn't like to eat, and she didn't like to eat. As long as children were mentioned, Song Ningjiu would always reluctantly eat some.

But today, Song Ningjiu really had no appetite, so he remained indifferent.

"Ningjiu, how can I do without eating?" Mrs. Zhang continued to persuade.

Jin Mingheng came over, took the bowl in her hand, and said, "I'll do it."

Mrs. Zhang glanced at him, Jin Mingheng hasn't changed his clothes since last night.Therefore, the shoulder bitten by Song Ningjiu still has dry blood, and the tears are dry, so it is wrinkled.

In this situation, Mrs. Zhang didn't dare to ask any more questions, she only knew that he was doing it for Song Ningjiu's well-being, so she let go and gave up the seat in front of the bed.

(End of this chapter)