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Chapter 4 Divorce Li Jingshen

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    Shen Zhichu staggered back, the ten-minute journey made her stay up until twenty minutes, the heating was not turned on in the villa, and the huge room was deathly cold.

    Shen Zhichu kicked off her high heels and staggered into the bathroom as if drunk. She turned on the hot water in the bathtub and filled it halfway. The person who was still holding on a moment ago fell into the bathtub like a dead person at this moment, and the hot water spread  , people were silent, and the bright red dress covered the entire bathtub, like glaring blood, making Shen Zhichu's face as white as rice paper.

    She closed her eyes and sank her face into the water. The water gradually overflowed the top of her head, sealing off all senses. The short suffocation paralyzed her heart.  Nausea burst out of my stomach.

    Shen Zhichu opened her red eyes and poked her head out of the water. She lay on the bathtub, her body crawling and hanging, as if a hand was scratching her stomach, she opened her mouth numbly, her upper body twitched uncontrollably,  After not eating for a day, all she vomited was yellowish acid water, which caused her sore throat and tears to fall from her eyes.

    At the end of vomiting, Shen Zhichu rubbed her sore eyes and looked at the blood in the mucus on the ground. The corners of her mouth were pulled up slightly, the smile didn't reach her eyes, and her pupils were full of death and desolation.

    She took off her red dress and threw it on the blood on the ground to wipe it, she couldn't let Li Jingshen see the blood.

    It was getting dark outside, Shen Zhichu went back to the bedroom with bare feet and fell headfirst on the bed, she couldn't sleep, she didn't know that when she was sick, she could still imagine the future, now, no matter how hard she tried, she was dying and struggling to no avail  .

    Four years, it took her four years to completely lose herself, from full of love to now hopeless despair.

    On this day, she seemed to have shed all the tears in her whole life. Shen Zhichu put her hand on her heart, and mocked bitterly: It's obviously a bad stomach, why are you in pain?

    The mobile phone in the bag vibrated suddenly, and Shen Zhichu got up reflexively, opened the bag as quickly as possible and took out the phone. When she saw the caller information on the screen, she seemed to lose all her strength.

    It's not him Shen Zhichu, what are you expecting?

    Shen Zhichu stared blankly at the phone for two seconds, and finally swiped up with his fingers stiffly to connect the call.

    "Qin Mo." Shen Zhichu's voice was very hoarse, as if the edge of a knife had been brushed against a whetstone, and it was a bit harsh.

    Qin Mo was a childhood sweetheart who grew up with her. They were not relatives but more than relatives. When she was a child, she lived in the Qin family for a long time. To Shen Zhichu, Qin Mo was her brother.

    On the phone, Qin Mo asked worriedly, "Zhichu, why is your voice so hoarse? Are you sick?"

    "I have a cold, and my voice is very hoarse after I fell asleep"

    Before Shen Zhichu finished speaking, Qin Mo on the phone interrupted her, "Zhichu, are you going to lie to me too? Have you forgotten that I'm a doctor? The voice when you just woke up and the voice after you've had a cold and cried  I can still tell the difference."

    She choked in her throat, as if a sharp stone had blocked her mouth, which made her mouth dripping with blood. She couldn't vomit or swallow. She couldn't explain a word, and finally smiled wryly.

    Qin Mo asked: "Can Zhichu tell me why you cry?"

    Shen Zhichu stared at the wooden floor with her mobile phone in her hand. No one likes to show her weakest point. She shook her head and refused, "I can't."

    Qin Mo was stunned. He knew Shen Zhichu's character. He had a stubborn temper if he said it well.

    Qin Mo could only change the subject: "What is the result of the physical examination report you went to the hospital today?"

    Shen Zhichu pursed his skinny lips: "Very good."

    Qin Mo said: "It's fine if you don't want to say it, I'll go to the hospital for an examination in person, and I'm still qualified to see your medical report."

    Qin Mo has a surgical director in that hospital, and it couldn't be easier for him to check.

    Mistake

    "You say it yourself or let me check it, you choose." He was still pressing her.

    The phone became very quiet for a while, so quiet that she could hear the sound of breathing inside, Shen Zhichu was defeated: "Cancer, gastric cancer is in the advanced stage."

    Qin Mo: ""

    The other party seemed to be holding back something, and the sound of messy breathing continued to reach her ears through the phone.

    "How is it possibleyou are still so young" Qin Mo muttered to himself, his voice gradually choking.

    Shen Zhichu could feel his sadness through the mobile phone. He was feeling sorry for her, and she was already very satisfied that there were still people who cared about her before she died.

    "Come to the hospital and I will do it for you again"check.  "

    Shen Zhichu refused: "No matter how many times you check, the result is the same, Qin Mo, I know my own body well, maybe this is retribution"

    "What nonsense! You listen to me, Zhichu, and you will be well" Qin Mo's voice was full of sadness. He is the doctor in charge of this area. He knows how serious the disease is, and the pain  How hard it is to get up.

    How could Shen Zhichu make his body like this?

    Qin Mo didn't know how to persuade Shen Zhichu. Sometimes it's not whether she wants to live, but whether she wants to live or not. Her time has been limited. The advice given by the hospital is to stay in the hospital for a few more years, or to give up the treatment and resign to fate.  In short they are all dying.

    "Zhichu, you should divorce Li Jingshen. Look at how he has tortured you during the four years you have been together."

    Divorce Shen Zhichu never thought of divorcing Li Jingshen. To her, he was everything to her, the light that she wanted to catch all her life, but how could light be caught?

    Shen Zhichu clenched the phone tightly, his knuckles turned white, and he used a lot of strength: "I will think about it."

    Divorcing Li Jingshen is like taking a piece of meat from your chest abruptly, how easy is it?

    Qin Mo asked her to go to the hospital again the next day, but Shen Zhichu promised but didn't really take it to heart.

    Aside from being Li Jingshen's wife, she is also the president in charge of Shen's company, and there are always various things weighing on her.

    People's endurance is like a camel, which can move forward under high pressure, but often the camel's death is just an extra straw on the back.

    Hanging up the call, Shen Zhichu casually threw the phone on the bedside table. Her stomach was hurting all the time, and she was afraid that it would be difficult to fall asleep tonight. She opened the drawer and took out two bottles of medicine, one for pain relief and one for sleeping. After taking two pills each  fell on the bed.

    I don't know if it's because of the effect of the medicine. Her brain started to feel a little muddled, and she frequently had nightmares, like a ghost pressing a bed. Her chest was so heavy that she couldn't breathe.  Suddenly, she realized that what kind of ghost was holding her down was Li Jingshen.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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