When Ling Mi meets Tang Xinsheng, life is not like death.
Later that afternoon, Tang went to the bathroom to take a bath.
Ling Mi's breath is very weak when she lies on the bed. Maybe she doesn't fight any more, so Tang Xinsheng also relaxes his vigilance. After being busy, he doesn't give her any more anesthetics.
At this moment, the sound of water came from the bathroom of the master bedroom. After listening to it for a few seconds, Ling Mi sat up slowly with a strong desire to survive.
In recent days, the anesthetics made her muscles weak and sore. Even such simple movements made her sweat.
Panting heavily, she climbed to the end of the bed with great difficulty and grabbed Tang Xinsheng's coat on the back of the chair from a short distance.
After that, her hands were shaking out of shape, too weak, and she could only grit her teeth and insist.
She lay at the end of the bed, shivering and groping in the pocket of her coat.
A few seconds later, a mobile phone fell out, and Ling Mi's Scarlet eyes reflected a strong joy.
It's her mobile phone, which Tang Xinsheng took with him.
Ling MI is so excited that she can even breathe with a smile. As long as she can make a call for help, she will be reborn.
She kept calming down, watching the screen light up after the boot, as if she had seen a bright future beckoning to her.
Ling Mi breathlessly presses the password and opens the address book with a familiar way. Her eyes are fixed on the name at the top.
She didn't hesitate. She poked her finger and the phone... Dialed.
That name is: Bai Yu.
Dudu's voice came from the receiver, which affected Ling Mi's belief in survival.
Bai Yu, answer the phone... Please answer the phone.
Maybe her plea was heard by heaven. After three calls, she heard the phone answered.
For one second, Ling MI was in tears. She had no extra strength, so she had to put her cell phone on the bed and stick her head sideways near the receiver.
She faintly heard the voice of the conversation at the other end, but did not dare to delay. She sobbed and muttered hoarsely: "Yu, help me, help me... Oh!"
So the words were covered in her mouth and stuck in her throat.
Ling Mi looks up in horror. It's Tang Xinsheng.
He was still wet with steam, wearing a nightgown, covering her mouth with one hand, and hung up quickly with the other.
He snorted, picked up the mobile phone and said, "baby, not good!"
Then, with a fierce slap, he threw it directly on Ling Mi's face.
She was hit so short-term deaf that she couldn't hear anything. She was black in front of her eyes.
That feeling, like a hard to find a way of life, was once again engulfed by the boundless darkness.
Ling Mi knows that she may never escape in her life.
Later, Tang Xinsheng called Qin Baiyu back with Ling Mi's mobile phone.
After a few greetings, he explained to the man, "Si Shao, my woman is not sensible. I'm sorry to disturb you. Just now she's making trouble with me. Don't take it seriously
At this time, the man just returned to the office after the meeting. When he came in, he saw Yan Shiqi reclining on the sofa and fell asleep.
His deep eyes across the warmth, holding a cell phone low response to Tang Xinsheng, "will not."
Hearing the speech, Tang Xinsheng's big stone fell to the ground. He laughed and said in a relaxed tone, "Sishao, next week is our wedding. If you are free, you must come to attend."