I forget you in the depths of time

Chapter 62 You Wait!I'm going to call an ambulance

The umbrella was grabbed and brought over vigorously. Song Qingyue hit the door with her back, her wrist was caught, and the man pinched it hard, causing her pain, and the umbrella in her hand fell to the ground with a loud crash.

With her hands raised above her head, Song Qingyue, who was panting slightly, was able to see clearly who was in front of her.

Clear eyes tightened, smelling the strong smell of alcohol on his body, and the momentary daze was replaced by disgust, Song Qingyue pushed Shen Yichen away forcefully, "Let go of me! You are sick!"

Pushed by her like this, Shen Yichen fell back, and his hand on her wrist did not loosen.

With a "bang", he fell to the ground heroically.

Song Qingyue was brought by him and fell to the ground, but there was a cushion of human flesh to cushion the force, she just got up in a daze for a while, then got up.

The hand that was still imprisoning her like an iron chain quietly let go, Song Qingyue crawled up and sat up, feeling angry in her stomach, and said angrily, "Shen Yichen, why are you so crazy in the middle of the night!"

Glancing at the person with closed eyes, she poked suspiciously, "Hello? Shen Yichen?"

"Shen Yichen? Can you hear me?"

"I said, don't be crazy about drinking here! Hurry up!"

No matter what she said, Shen Yichen just didn't respond.

Only then did Song Qingyue realize that something was wrong, her heart sank, she knelt on the ground, and patted his face lightly, "Hey, wake up! Shen Yichen?"

Inadvertently saw the blood spreading from the back of his head, the blood on Song Qingyue's face faded sharply, her hands and feet flustered, her voice trembling slightly, "Shen Yichen, can you hear me right? Don't scare me!"

The sound of falling to the ground just now was loud, her weight plus Shen Yichen's own weight, falling straight on the marble floor so straight, I'm afraid...

Song Qingyue shook away the messy thoughts in her head, comforting herself, no, the scourge will last for thousands of years, and people like Shen Yichen will definitely not die so easily...

"Wait, I'll call an ambulance!"

The moment he got up, his wrist was tightly grasped, and the person who had been keeping his eyes tightly closed, his thin lips parted slightly, "Don't go...don't...go..."

"... "

Song Qingyue struggled to drag Shen Yichen into the room, and immediately went to find the medicine box, and helped Shen Yichen do simple wound treatment.

She wanted to send Shen Yichen to the hospital, but Shen Yichen had been holding on to her hand and seemed unwilling to go to the hospital, so she could only help him deal with the trauma simply in this way.

As for whether it will affect the brain, we can only go to the hospital for examination.

Song Qingyue wondered what was wrong with Shen Yichen. After all, she sometimes asked questions, and Shen Yichen seemed to be able to hear them, and would occasionally reply with a few words.

Working until midnight, Song Qingyue, who was physically and mentally exhausted, looked at the big hand that was holding on to her wrist, feeling extremely helpless.

Sitting on the carpet beside the bed, looking at him with his cheeks propped up, he muttered, "Shen Yichen, what are you doing here? You clearly agreed to get a divorce, and each went their own way..."

Eyelids were heavy as if filled with lead, and she looked at Shen Yichen's face becoming more and more blurred, her head fell, and she fell into a deep sleep.

The person who had her eyes tightly closed suddenly opened them after she fell asleep.

His black eyes were like torches, and his gaze was firmly fixed on the face of the person sleeping on his stomach beside him. The back of his head felt a dull pain, and he hissed and sucked in a breath of cold air.

In order to live as it should be, he really spent a lot of money.

When he was outside, he hesitated, always feeling that Song Qingyue would be very angry when he saw him, so he went to the convenience store to buy a few bottles of beer, put some on his body, and took a couple of sips, pretending to be drunk before coming find her.

but…

He touched the back of his head wrapped in gauze, isn't the price too heavy?
(End of this chapter)