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Chapter 824 Chapter 824 Qiao Mo Extra Story (17) - never again

Mo Ting held her face in his hands, tears streaming down his face, but he didn't say a word.

He doesn't have a good body now, and he still can't give her a visible future.

He couldn't bear to see her like this, but he still couldn't bear to let her stay with him for a few days. That was no different from Ling Chi's execution.

He knew too well the pain of counting the days and parting. Didn't he just count the days at that time, and hypnotized her until there was nothing left to count? He didn't want her to experience that kind of pain again.

Dou Qiaoan looked at him, trembling all over.

Finally, she pushed him away violently, took a few steps back, and finally picked up the fruit knife on the table, and placed it across her wrist.

"Mo Ting, do you want to tell me! Do you still want me! Do you still want to push me away!"

Mo Ting was terrified: "Jojo!"

Dou Qiaoan looked at him and bit his lower lip: "Wrong answer!"

She raised her hand and scratched her wrist, and blood gushed out instantly.

Mo was panicked when he heard this, completely panicked.

He rushed over and grabbed her wrist violently, tears hit her arm, it was very hot.

"Jojo! Jojo!"

He was breathing heavily, flustered and didn't know what to say but called her name over and over again.

Dou Qiaoan looked at him: "Do you still want me? Do you still push me away?"

She asked persistently.

"I want! I want! Never push you away again! Never again!"

He pressed her wrist: "Let's go to the hospital, go to the hospital."

His eyes were red, and blood kept gushing out, dripping at Dou Qiaoan's feet.

It was only then that Mo Ting noticed that she wasn't even wearing shoes, and the place where she was standing just now was also stained with blood.

He looked at her in a panic: "Qiao Qiao, the bleeding can't stop, I can't hold it."

He is like a helpless child.

Bou Qiaoan tore off the scarf around her neck and handed it to him.

Mo Ting quickly tied her wrist, and immediately picked her up and rushed out.

"President Mo..."

"Car! Get me a car! I'm going to the hospital!"

The assistant was stunned for a long while and quickly realized it. He immediately called someone to drive the car, and rushed over to press the elevator for the two of them.

The car was already outside the door, and Mo Ting was holding Dou Qiaoan and sitting on the back seat.

"hurry up!"

"Yes! President Mo."

He looked at the blood oozing from the scarf, raised his hand and pressed it tightly.

When he looked up at Dou Qiaoan, he was still flustered.

"Jojo, I'm sorry, it hurts..."

He can't talk at all.

Dou Qiaoan stretched out her hand and patted his head. She is calm now.

It seems to be coaxing a child: "Don't make me hurt anymore, don't push me away."

Mo Ting nodded hurriedly: "I was wrong, I was wrong."

Dou Qiaoan looked at him, leaned over and hugged him, trying to comfort the frightened man.

She knows that this man has no weakness, that aggressive methods don't work, nothing works, only she herself, he only cares about her, hurting herself and making him feel bad is more effective than anything else.

It's just a little blood, she is not afraid, she is afraid that this man will be cruel again and again and try to push her away.

But it won't happen now, what he promised, Dou Qiaoan knows he can do it, he will do it.

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"Fortunately, the artery was not cut. The blood vessel was cut a little. It will be fine to stop the bleeding, and there will be no major problems. But you still need stitches. You are quite cruel to yourself."

Lu Zhiqiu sighed and looked at the two of them.

In the end, he was not asked to clean up the mess.

"Stitches? Does it hurt? Will it leave a scar?"

(end of this chapter)