Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

The doctor took off his mask and looked at the three people staring at him. "I'm sorry, we've done the best we can."

This simple sentence was like a bolt of lightning, and Ling Jiang's brain went blank and suddenly hurt.

Sorry? Did you try your best? No, Yiyi would be fine. They had just gotten married. How could she bear to leave him? She had said she would give him two lovely children and that she would spend her life with him.

Ling Jiang's tears burst out instantly, and his tall figure rushed directly into the emergency room, his whole body filled with unbelievable embarrassment and pain.

Both Ling's mother and father fell to their knees, but the doctor quickly caught them and said, "Please accept my condolences."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ling's mother burst into tears.

My condolences! How can I express my condolences? Yiyi just married into the Ling family, and she and Ling Jiang just got married.

A sad atmosphere enveloped the corridor. Father Ling beat his chest in grief and looked at the doctor. "Is it really impossible to save her a little longer? Yiyi is such a pitiful child. Doctor, I beg you, please save Yiyi. I kneel down for you."

The old man was about to kneel down before the doctor, but he quickly helped him to a rest chair, his face stern, "Don't be like this, old man. Take care of yourself. The patient has passed away."

Although the words are harsh, they are the truth.

Father Ling lowered his head and wiped away his tears. His shoulders, which had carried a lifetime of burdens, seemed to be suddenly pressed down by something heavy, and were severely hunched.

Seeing the two elders lowering their heads and wiping their tears, the doctor pursed his lips and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.

Forget it, I'll wait for a chance to talk to the patient's husband.

The emergency room was empty except for some equipment. The silence was almost suffocating.

Ling Jiang's nose was lingering with disinfectant. He staggered with his tall body to Zhou Yiyi's side. He looked down at the motionless girl on the bed with tearful eyes, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Yiyi." He called in a hoarse voice, raised his hand to wipe away the moisture that blurred his eyes. He looked at Zhou Yiyi anxiously, and it seemed like something was rolling in his chest.

"Yiyi, can you please get up and look at me? I'm Brother Lingjiang."

Young friendship, acquaintance, understanding, love, Ling Jiang and Zhou Yiyi have too many enviable memories.

Zhou Yiyi's personality is not lively. On the contrary, she is introverted and quiet, well-behaved and sensible. She looks like a girl next door, gentle and graceful, and everyone likes her.

The two elders of the Ling family were extremely satisfied with her, and the neighbors praised Ling Jiang for being so lucky.

However, his good fortune had just begun, but now it fell silently. He could not accept such a reality, and he could not accept that the quiet little girl who smiled at him with curved eyes left him.

Maybe this was just a dream, but no matter how Ren Lingjiang pinched his thigh, he couldn't wake up.

He was panicked, scared, and terrified. He was afraid that Yi Yi's departure was a fact, and that she would never wake up from this quiet life.

Ling Jiang stayed in there for several hours. During this time, he was in a daze, sometimes laughing foolishly, sometimes crying, and his appearance was very horrifying.

The nurse came several times to urge him to handle the funeral procedures for Zhou Yiyi, but he didn't dare to speak, mainly because he looked too scary.

There was no other way. The doctor who was supposed to rescue Zhou Yiyi came over. When he saw Ling Jiang sitting on the ground with a dazed and decadent look on his face, he sighed and shook his head.

From his recent conversation with the two elders of the Ling family, he knew that Ling Jiang and Zhou Yiyi were newlyweds and childhood sweethearts, so this sudden separation was indeed...

"Mr. Ling, the dead cannot be brought back to life. Please accept my condolences."

Ling Jiang raised his head and looked at him with his eyes swollen. "No, Yiyi is not dead."

He couldn't accept the sad news of Zhou Yiyi's death from the bottom of his heart and had been in self-isolation.

Seeing that he was almost paranoid and crazy, the doctor asked, "There are some details about your wife that I haven't explained to you yet. Would it be convenient for you to come to my office now?"

"Is there something strange about Yiyi's death?" Ling Jiang instantly smelled something and looked at him with bloodshot eyes.

The doctor did not hide it and nodded, then said, "Come with me." Then he turned and walked out.

Ling Jiang straightened up his tired body and glanced at Zhou Yiyi. He clenched his hands tightly and said, "Yiyi, don't worry. I will definitely avenge you." After that, he turned and left the emergency room.

As soon as he left, the two elders of the Ling family arranged Zhou Yiyi's funeral with the help of the nurse.

Although it is hard to accept, the doctor is right. Yiyi is gone, and resting in peace is her final destination.

office.

As soon as Ling Jiang entered, the doctor handed him a medical report. "Your wife's private parts were severely torn. She must have been violently assaulted. This is most likely the main reason for her suicide," he said solemnly.

"And I've hinted at your parents, and they said that something happened on your wedding day, and you probably hadn't even slept together yet. So, Mr. Ling, I suggest you call the police. Even though she's gone, you must seek justice for her."

Whenever the doctor thought about the severity of Zhou Yiyi's tear, he became indignant.

He couldn't imagine how much pain Zhou Yiyi must have endured at that time. She was small to begin with, and when she was brutally abused like that...

Ling Jiang read the report with shaking hands, tears rolling down his cheeks, blurring the result column below. However, the words "severe tear" were particularly clear and pierced his eyes.

Yu Mengqiu, Ling Jiang clenched his palms tightly, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and his resolute face was suddenly covered with a dark and ferocious look.

Seeing his extreme restraint and forbearance, the doctor spoke again with sympathy, "Do you need me to call the police for you? I happen to have a relative..."

"No, thank you." Ling Jiang squeaked out a few words with difficulty.

The doctor thought he was going to kill someone alone, so he advised, "Fighting violence with violence is not the solution, Mr. Ling. You still have elderly parents."

This was meant to be both a reminder and a guide, but Ling Jiang's eyes were filled with rage. "The person who hurt Yiyi is abroad."

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