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Chapter 346 Li Jingshen Spits Blood

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    Li Jingshen knelt in the water, the muddy river flooded his head, he coughed, the ribs supporting his chest seemed to turn into thorns, he tightened every time he struggled, he thought, did Shen Zhichu die when he died?  Also so uncomfortable?

    When a person is about to die, he is very calm. His soul seems to have escaped from his body, floating in mid-air and seeing himself in the water, like a piece of driftwood.

    The cold air invaded the body from various places, and the internal organs seemed to be frozen, and it hurtthe pain was torn up and down all over the body.

    Zhao Qian jumped into the water with great effort, and hugged Li Jingshen tightly. His whole body was covered with water, holding him as if holding a piece of ice. Zhao Qian pulled him out of the water with all his strength.

    "President Li, are you alright?" Zhao Qian's face turned pale in a hurry, he supported Li Jingshen with one hand, and picked up his coat on the ground to find his cell phone with the other hand.

    After his body gradually regained consciousness, Li Jingshen subconsciously opened his mouth and took a deep breath.

    But what seemed to be sucked in was not the air but the sharp thorns, the whole heart of the thorns was densely aching, the pain surrounded the whole body, he trembled uncontrollably, opened his mouth to cough, gurgles of blood came out of his mouth,  Dye his pale cheeks red, dazzling red.

    "President Li, I must send you to the hospital immediately." It's not that Li Jingshen has never vomited blood before, but this is the first time Zhao Qian saw him vomit so much, and he seemed unable to stop.

    His mobile phone has already pressed the emergency number, and was about to dial out, when Li Jingshen raised his cold hand and landed on his wrist to stop his movement.

    "I want I want to go down to find Shen Zhichu her hair rope" He choked his throat, his voice trembling, he didn't know whether it was from the cold or the pain.

    "Hair rope?" Zhao Qian understood after a little thought, and asked, "So what if you find it?"

    Li Jingshen has lost his mind, and the only clear thing in his muddy mind is the last sentence Shen Zhichu said.

    ¡ª¡ªIf you can¡¯t find it, don¡¯t come to see me.

    Shen Zhichu is punishing the sins he committed in the past, and he deserves it. If he wants to find it, he must find her hair rope.

    "I found it found it she will forgive me and come home with me"

    Zhao Qian: "She is lying to you."

    Li Jingshen murmured: "No, Shen Zhichu won't lie."

    Zhao Qian looked at his frozen pale face, Li Jingshen's character was too stubborn, and it was hard to change what he believed. This is why he turned a good road into a dead end three years ago.

    "You can't find such a small hair rope if you throw it into the river. If you have the life to look for it, it's better to buy a new one" A hair rope looks the same, and he doesn't believe that Shen Zhichu will recognize it.  come out.

    "Anyway, that's not the one she lost" Li Jingshen has gradually regained his senses, his voice is still a little weak, but not as trembling as before, he stared at the river again, the sky turned dark for some reason,  The dim light of street lamps sprinkled on the river.

    He was in a trance, it turned out that it was already so late.

    He looked back at the direction of Qiu Jing's villa, and it was pitch black, there was no light there, did they already fall asleep?

    When Li Jingshen thought of Shen Zhichu lying in the arms of other men, sleeping in each other's arms, his heart was throbbing.

    Did Shen Zhichu treat Bai Qiujing as well as he did to him back then?  Will he cook a table of dishes waiting for him to eat?  Will look at him tenderly and affectionately, love him deeply?

    Don't think about it anymoreI can't think about it anymoreLi Jingshen covered his eyes, hot liquid fell into his palm, it's fineas long as Shen Zhichu comes backhe doesn't mind this at all, as long as Shen Zhichu is still alive  , as long as there is a living figure of her in his world Really

    What Zhao Qian said aside, Li Jingshen could not hear anymore, the obsession to find the hair rope was like a poisonous seed thrown into his blood, the tendon connected to the bone and entered the marrow of the bone, pulling his limp limbs  Get up from the ground.

    At this moment, Li Jingshen fully relied on his strong will to prop up his body, his eyes showed fragility and sadness, and he crawled towards the river, Zhao Qian couldn't stop him, he didn't know why Li Jingshen was still so strong  .

    Zhao Qian pressed him firmly: "Mr. Li, let's look for it tomorrow. Now you should take good care of your body. Don't find her so easily, you fell down again."

    Li Jingshen was eager for success, and now he has suffered backlash.

    Zhao Qian has a lot of things he can't understand, but what he can't understand the most is why "Shen Qing" becomes "Shen Zhichu"

    Is it an act?  But he was also at the scene before, and indeed felt from her that it was Shen Zhichu.

    It was the first time he heard that people diedAfter finishing her hair, she threw away the hair tie, and it was inconvenient to do anything with her long hair loose. She glanced at it and saw a pen holder on the bookshelf in the living room. She took out a pencil and coiled her hair up.

    "Do you need help?"

    Bai Qiujing turned around: "No need to help, there is one more dish ready, are you hungry?"

    "It's okay." Shen Zhichu took a look at him. Bai Qiujing was wearing a black and white bear apron. He was 1.89 meters tall with a narrow waist. He was holding a spatula in his hand, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his eyes were focused.  Staring at the dishes in the pot.

    "There is a lot of oily smoke in the kitchen, get out quickly." Just now he was methodical, but when he saw Shen Zhichu, he was in a hurry, wishing he could give birth to eight hands to do it.

    Shen Zhichu not only didn't go out, but also walked into the kitchen. The kitchen of Bai Qiujing's house is not big, and there is nothing in it. It can be seen that he should cook often, with all the ingredients.

    She leaned against the wall and looked at the man who turned the pot intently.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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