Ye Chenxi didn't panic or worry for a moment, as if she had already been mentally prepared in her heart.

Immediately, he took out the knife that had been thrust into Ye Jueting's chest. Just when Ye Chenxi was stabbing the knife into his heart, he was held back by a strong force.

"Ye Chenxi, how dare you."

Ye Chenxi was stunned. She never thought that Ye Jueting would wake up and stop him.

"Ye Jueting, I've already killed you, don't you want to kill me?" Ye Chenxi instantly became the person before who never cared about Ye Jueting.

"Even if you are about to die, I can still kill you, not even you can."

Ye Jueting held the knife in Ye Chenxi's hand tightly, and the blood in his chest did not stop at all. A pair of sharp, disappointed and determined eyes looked at Ye Chenxi, who was not worried or afraid at all.

"Call Jinghong immediately." Ye Chenxi ordered coldly. As he spoke, he took the knife out of Ye Chenxi's hand. With super accuracy, he threw it directly towards the window and threw it outside. Then, he pulled it up

The corner of the bathrobe was firmly covering his heart.

"Why, I just want you to die. Only if you die can my heart be freed and I won't be so struggling and uncomfortable. Wouldn't it be better if you died? I can just go to heaven to accompany my mother."

"A person like me can go to heaven no matter what. Even if I go to hell, you Ye Chenxi will go to hell to accompany me."

Any beads of sweat appeared on Ye Jueting's forehead because the blood was flowing more and more, and his body instantly became weak.

His dark eyes looked deeply at Ye Chenxi's motionless look, and his heart, which had been slowly warmed by Ye Chenxi, fell apart in an instant.

In the end, Ye Jueting called Ye Yunxuan himself and asked Jinghong to rush to the hospital immediately.

Ye Yunxuan didn't care so much. He didn't even have time to knock on the door and barged directly into the bedroom.

The pure white sheets were dyed red by the young master's blood, which was particularly eye-catching.

Startled, he anxiously came to the young master and hurriedly helped the young master out to the car.

"Ye Chenxi, you desperately want to destroy me, but I, Ye Jueting, will not be easily destroyed by you. Ah Xuan, take Ye Yunxuan with you. I will let Ye Chenxi bear all the sins."

Ye Chenxi was sitting on the stool outside the operating room like a mummy. Her face was pale and her hands and feet were stiff. Her mind seemed to be empty, without any thoughts. She seemed to be worried about whether Ye Jueting in the operating room would be there.

I will die, and I seem to be worried about what my fate will be. I seem to be thinking about every bit of my past life with Ye Jueting, and I seem to be thinking about every bit of my life with my mother. It seems that I instantly feel that I will leave like this.

, is also a good thing.

Ye Jueting's friends all met Ye Chenxi, but Ye Chenxi didn't know about it...

Ye Chenxi's surgery seemed to be contagious. In just ten minutes, all his friends were here.

I don’t understand what exactly happened, but smart people get the general idea instantly.

Ye Chenxi's empty mind didn't pay attention to everything around her.

"Yan Mo, hurry up and take Chen Xi to draw blood." Jing Hong came outside the operating room and had no time to take a closer look at Ye Chenxi's appearance at this time.

Yan Mo still doesn't understand. Is Ye Chenxi's blood type the same as Ating's?

"Ye Chenxi, come with me to draw blood first, and we can have a good chat later, do you think that's okay?"

Yan Mo didn't understand at all what had happened to Ye Chenxi, who had always been smart. In this case, such a thing would never happen, but it still happened.

Ye Chenxi seemed not to hear, and Yan Mo was helpless. He directly supported Ye Chenxi and walked to the nurse.

It wasn't until a small needle pierced Ye Chenxi's thin arm that I had a little thought.

There are really many things that Yan Mo wants to know now. For example, how did this incident happen? For example, why is Ye Chenxi's blood type the same as Ating's?

Yan Mo looked at the pale morning light, showing helplessness and had no intention of speaking.

"Yan Mo, will Ye Jueting die?" The quiet words seemed particularly desolate in the quiet room.

"Probably not. Jing Hong is a man with quite good medical skills. Since I want your blood now, I guess there won't be much of a problem."

"That's good." The sad Ye Chenxi, after hearing Yan Mo's words, could still show a faint smile on her lips.

It seems like I am comforting myself and the people around me.

"Miss Ye, if it's not enough, I might draw some more later, but it will exceed a person's normal amount of blood. Do you think that's okay?"

"Do whatever you want."

The hands that had been on both sides were held tightly for an instant, as if he had come back to his senses in an instant. His heart ached as if it was bleeding. The feeling of being executed by Ling Chi must be that of being held by someone with a hand.

The knife slowly cut the flesh on the body.

When the nurse took Ye Chenxi's blood to the operating room, she elegantly moved the stool next to her, crossed her legs, and sat directly opposite Ye Chenxi.

"Now tell me why you did this."

"Why, because Ye Jueting asked my mother to leave, of course I have to avenge her. Otherwise, how can I be worthy of my mother's kindness in raising me?"

At this time, Ye Chenxi's customs were particularly clear. But she knew that in front of Yan Mo, some things could be said, but some things could not be said.

Ye Chenxi clearly remembers what he said when we came to the hospital together. Thinking about it, Ye Jueting will not let me go this time.

In this way, the hatred for each other will become stronger, and the separation will be more complete.

She no longer had any thoughts at all about how she should take the future. She just wanted to know quietly that Ye Jueting was completely fine and how Ye Jueting would punish herself.

"Ye Chenxi, you have always been a smart person, how could you not know that this matter was not done by A Ting? Besides, if A Ting wants to threaten you, why would A Ting take such a good bargaining chip from your mother?

What are those things that tell you? If your mother really

If he died, wouldn't it mean that A Ting didn't even have the leverage to threaten? Furthermore, you only saw A Ting in your mother's ward and didn't see it with your own eyes, but you put everything you had into A Ting.

Isn't this very unfair to Ating?"

"But I've already done it, Yan Mo, I've already done it." Ye Chenxi lost her voice, tears rolling in her clear eyes, but the strong Ye Chenxi didn't let the tears flow down.
Chapter completed!