We are divorced ok? [Entertainment]

Zhou Han stared blankly at Song Zhixi, who had lost strength in his arms and passed out. Tears suddenly flowed like crazy, and he yelled at everyone around him, "Where is the tmd ambulance!!"

"Right now, I've already called."

The ambulance arrived soon, because there were too many people in the car, so Zhou Han was the only one who accompanied him to the hospital.

The doctors stopped Song Zhixi's bleeding along the way, but they couldn't stop it. Even the white sheet on the stretcher was completely soaked in blood, and the floor of the car was also covered in blood.

One of the doctors said, "The patient is bleeding heavily and has lost a lot of blood. He needs an emergency blood transfusion first, otherwise he won't be able to make it to the hospital."

Generally, there are a little blood resources and blood transfusion equipment on the ambulance, so Song Zhixi was given a blood transfusion as soon as possible.

The road was very long, and the mountain road was extremely bumpy. Even the blood transfusion could not be done properly, and everything in the car was shaking.

Although the doctor gave him blood transfusions, but this situation has happened too often, it is better to tell the truth than to deceive the family, so he told Zhou Han truthfully, "The patient's condition is still very bad now, the possibility of being able to survive to the hospital is not good. to [-]%."

Zhou Han was stunned. He couldn't cry or speak, so he grabbed Song Zhixi's hand tightly, hoping that he could make it to the hospital.

Zhou Han looked down at his bony hand, and then he noticed that the ring finger of his left hand was empty, with only a ring mark.

Zhou Han's heart was pounding as if he had been shocked by an electric shock. Could it be that the thing he was looking for when he fell was the wedding ring? !

He is so hurt, does he still care about such insignificant things?

Is that thing more important than life? ! !

He can't die, what should he do if he dies?

He had never hated him before, the moment he turned his head, he had already forgiven him in his heart, but the wronged unwillingness was at work, forcing himself not to forgive him.

It took nearly an hour for the ambulance to send Song Zhixi to the hospital, and then immediately sent him to the emergency room.

Zhou Han was waiting outside, his whole mind was numb, after a while several people from the crew also came, one of them was Director Huang, he saw blood and tears on Zhou Han's face, the hands It was also Blood Linlin, who asked anxiously, "How is Song Yingdi?"

"I don't know..." Zhou Han lowered his head, not looking at anyone, his voice hoarse.

"Don't worry, I've already sent someone to the Wia company to inquire about the situation. They must pay for this matter. It's too irresponsible for the steel cable to..."

"I don't want any compensation from them... If Song Zhixi dies, I want their lives to be buried with him..." Zhou Han didn't know what he was talking about, he felt that he might have gone crazy.

It's still not certain that something happened to Song Zhixi, and he can still sit so seemingly calmly.

Seeing him like this, Director Huang was at a loss for words, and didn't know how to comfort him.

After a while, I had to ask again, "Are you okay? Do you want to check it too?"

"I wish it was me!!!" Zhou Han suddenly raised his head and roared, and everyone in the hospital looked at him, thinking that he was a psychopath.

Director Huang had no choice but to make a "shh" gesture and whispered, "This is a hospital, please keep your voice down."

Zhou Han suddenly buried his hands in his hair. He was on the verge of collapse. He was really scared. If Song Zhixi could survive alive, he could do whatever he wanted, even remarry, as long as he could live...

More than an hour later, the lights in the operating room were finally turned off, and a doctor came out after a while. Zhou Han sat on the spot and dared not go up to ask, so Director Huang had to go up and ask for him, "Excuse me, patient..."

"Unfortunately……"

These three words were clearly said lightly, and Zhou Han was quite far away, but he could hear them clearly, because these were three knives that were directly inserted into his heart.

"Unfortunately... we tried our best..."

Zhou Han walked over tremblingly, he suddenly pressed the doctor's shoulder very hard, "What did you say!!!!"

"I'm sorry, the patient's family members please mourn... Let's prepare for the funeral..."

Ready for the funeral?

How is it possible, impossible! ! ! !

Zhou Han pushed aside the doctor in front of him again, rushed into the operating room recklessly, and saw Song Zhixi, who was lying on the white operating table with a pale face and no blood, and the heart rate monitor beside him became a straight line. Nothing changes.

He still didn't believe it, walked over slowly, but his legs softened, and he knelt beside his bed.

"How could you...I haven't agreed to remarry you...you just gave up..."

"You said, I'm the only one in this life, you said you'll never let go..."

"Why did you lie to me?"

"Why did you lie to me!!!"

The roar with a crying voice resounded throughout the operating room, and the doctors on the side also knew that it was the patient's family members. They probably couldn't accept the news of the death of their relatives or lovers at the moment, so they didn't stop him.

"I won't do it again...will you come back..."

"Don't you want to hear me call you husband? I will call you every day from now on... till your ears get callused..."

"I still sing to you every day..."

As he spoke, he sang straight away, "Open the diary, sort out the broken feelings... somehow...you can't remember anything..."

Zhou Han trembled and grabbed his cold hand. He was shaking so badly that he seemed to be suffering from epilepsy, and the moment he sang with a hoarse voice and broken voice, the doctor next to him couldn't help but cover his ears.

But he didn't care, he continued to sing, "...how could I forget my love, let me...lose you..."

"Don't leave me——!!!"

He finally threw himself on the bed beside him and burst into tears, crying hoarsely, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.

He was indeed abandoned by the whole world.

From the moment he saw Song Zhixi three years ago, he was his whole world.

Just at this moment, his world collapsed.Shanmu... Yumu... Sanzheng... Xili...

……

In the evening, the sky was a little darker.

Because something happened in the film and television city, it had been rumored for a long time, and the three became tigers, and some people said that they were dead.

Diao Weiya fell to his death, and there was a large pool of blood on the ground, which was too scary.

Guan Shutong was far away in the props group outside, heard the rumors, and asked curiously, "Which crew?"

"Which crew, our crew, the one who plays Shouyi is called Zhou..."

When Guan Shu heard the word "Zhou", he hurriedly threw away what he was working on, and ran frantically towards the production crew. He ran so fast that it took only a few minutes to cover a distance of several kilometers.

But when he got to the door, he didn't dare to go in. He was afraid... something happened to Zhou Han.

But in the end he still took a step forward, always going to ask what happened.

A lot of people in the production team dispersed. Director Huang and some important members of the production team were not there. They guessed that they might have gone to the hospital?

He walked to the street surrounded by a large crowd of people and squeezed in. There was a pool of blood on the ground, and the bright red dazzled his eyes.

He hurriedly grabbed a person beside him and asked, "What happened!"

"Hey - there was an actor in the film crew hanging on Wia. Something happened. I heard that he fell from the roof. Fortunately, another actor next to him hugged him in time. He was fine. The actor who hugged him and him It’s terrible to fall off one piece, look at the blood on the ground... tsk tsk tsk!"

Let's put it this way—could it be Song Zhixi who had the accident!

In fact, there is no need to ask anymore, he can be sure that, except for Song Zhixi, no one should be so desperate to save Zhou Han.

He stopped watching and exited this noisy place to watch.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly stepped on something under his feet.

Bending down to pick it up and looking at it, it looks familiar, even if the surrounding light is not so bright, it still reflects the dazzling light under the weak light.

[The author has something to say: Alright, all of you who hate it are dead, and it’s over~]