Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

In other words, if she didn't have surgery, she could still hold on for a while longer, but if she had surgery, she wouldn't be able to last more than an hour.

"Get out." Yin Junye looked at them, all of whom looked terrified, and roared angrily, then called Xing Xiu.

After hearing this, Xing Xiu immediately jumped up from the bed and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Yin, I will go and ask Mr. Yin for help right away." After saying that, he hung up the phone and went to the Imperial City.

After Yin Junye put away his phone, his tall figure suddenly fell against the wall. Grandpa might have medicine that could save Douyacai, but... it would definitely be too late.

He walked into the operating room and looked at the woman lying on the bed, who was barely breathing. He knelt on one knee and said, "Ruan Zheng, listen to me, you are not allowed to die."

He seldom called her name, but this time it was like a force suddenly injected into her body.

Slowly, Ruan Zheng opened her eyes and looked at the man kneeling on one knee beside her. Her cold little hand held his big palm.

The tone was as if he was making arrangements for his final care, "Yin Junye, I'll leave Tiantian to you. You will love and pamper her, right?"

"What do you think?" Yin Junye held her hand in his backhand. Compared with the cold touch of her palm, his hand was incredibly warm.

Ruan Zheng rubbed her small hand against his, she seemed to be very greedy for the warmth in his palm, her chest rising and falling a little.

Her eyelids began to feel heavy, and the pain in her heart gradually expanded, making her back wet with pain.

She took a deep breath and said slowly, "Li, Li Qin, I want to see her."

"Wuwuwu, wuwuwu." As soon as she finished speaking, Xiaobao's crying sounded in her ears, disturbing her thoughts. She reached out with difficulty to touch the little guy's face, looking at Yin Junye, "And Xiaobao, I'll leave it to you too..."

puff.

Before she could finish her words, she spat out a mouthful of blood. Because the wound was pulled, her entire fair little face was instantly twisted like bark, wrinkled like an old woman.

Yin Junye's eyes suddenly became moist and he could no longer control it. This was the most helpless and panic-stricken he had felt in more than 20 years. He watched helplessly as the body temperature of the person in front of him faded away bit by bit and his breath became weaker and weaker.

Damn it, what should he do, what should he do.

If possible, he would like to exchange his life for the safety of this stupid woman.

When Yin Junye was almost suffocated by grief, Xiaobao, who was crying, suddenly pulled his clothes.

He turned his head and saw the cute little guy opening his arms for him to hold him, and said in a heavy voice, "Don't make trouble, little brat."

He was in no mood to hug him now. Seeing Douyacai like this, his whole body felt like it was being crushed by a wheel. His skin and flesh were separated, his bones were broken, and even his blood vessels and nerves seemed to be peeled off from his body one by one.

But the little guy was extremely persistent. Seeing that he looked at him but had no intention of hugging him, he desperately pulled at his clothes with both hands.

Not only that, he also raised his head and looked at the table that he could not reach, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes that Yin Junye could not understand.

Yin Junye instantly became aware of something. He knew that the little guy was special, so he picked him up without hesitation.

Suddenly Xiaobao's body flew into the air. He leaned over the table and waved his hands, grabbing as if he wanted to pick up something.

But Yin Junye took a look at the table and saw that there were many scalpels on it, so what did the little thing want those things for?

Before he knew it, Xiaobao had already touched the table with his little hand, and before Yin Junye could react, he quickly picked up a knife and slashed it across his palm.

After all, he was just a child, so when his palm was scratched, he burst into tears.

While crying, he leaned his bleeding hand towards Ruan Zheng, until the bloody blood dripped into Ruan Zheng's mouth, and his crying gradually weakened.

But Yin Junye was so shocked by the little guy's action that his body froze, and he watched him drip his blood onto Ruan Zheng's lips.

Seeing Ruan Zheng's breathing become steady from its original rapid pace, his brain buzzed. Could it be that this little thing...

***

In the dim room.

The man in black couldn't calm down for a long time, and the pair of golden-blue eyes lingered in his mind.