Chatper 30 (1/2)

Su Ziyue's head became more and more dizzy, she touched the blood on her face, stood up slowly, and took a few steps forward.

She wanted to take a taxi to the hospital, she didn't want to die yet, her father hadn't been released from prison, the shares hadn't been returned, and Su Yige hadn't paid the price yet.

However, she really hated them.

She didn't do anything wrong, but as the second young lady of the Su family, everyone wanted to bully her and step on her.

There is really no way to forgive.

There were cold water droplets falling on the body, as if it was raining.

A passerby stopped beside her.

"Miss, miss, what's the matter with you?"

"She bleeds a lot and needs to be sent to the hospital..."

"I call……"

Su Ziyue wanted to say that she was fine and that she could go to the hospital by herself, but she couldn't open her mouth, her eyes darkened, and before her consciousness gradually disappeared, a familiar voice finally fell into her ears: "Miss Su!"

...

"Beep..."

Su Ziyue opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was a piece of white.

Her vision was a little blurry, she blinked, and when she opened it again, she saw that it was the ceiling, and the smell of disinfectant filled her nostrils.

is in the hospital.

"woke up?"

A familiar voice sounded in her ear, the one she heard before she fainted.

Su Ziyue turned her head and saw Nan Chuan's familiar face.

"Nan..." He opened his mouth and found that his throat was extremely uncomfortable, as dry as if it was filled with sand.

Nan Chuan frowned, worry flashed in his icy blue eyes, he turned around and poured her a glass of water, inserted the straw, and handed it to her carefully: "Drink some water first."

Su Ziyue took two sips of water and felt that her throat was much better, but her voice was still hoarse: "Thank you."

"Don't be so rude, no matter who encounters this kind of thing, they will help." Nan Chuan put the cup aside, and when he turned to look at Su Ziyue, his frown still did not loosen.

Su Ziyue smiled, she never thought that it was Nan Chuan who saved her.

However, Nan Chuan didn't know that not everyone would help when encountering such a situation. If Su Yige met her like that, he might make up for it again. He wished she would die immediately.

Fortunately, it is Nanchuan.

Seeing her laughing, Nan Chuan was puzzled, "Would you like to inform your family?"

"No, thank you, I've already troubled you to send me to the hospital." Su Ziyue shook her head. She was already very grateful that Nanchuan was able to send her to the hospital since she was not a friend.

Nan Chuan didn't let go of his frown, and asked her again: "Your husband, don't you contact me?"

Qin Muchen...

Su Ziyue was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head: "I will contact you later, you should go back first."

"Okay, I'll go first, your phone is here." Nan Chuan took her phone and handed it to her.

Su Ziyue took it over, with a grateful expression on his face again.

Nan Chuan gave her a complicated look, turned around and left.

There was no one in the ward, so Su Ziyue sat up with support.

After touching the top of her head, it was covered with gauze, she sat down firmly, and the doctor walked in.

The doctor asked her, "How do you feel now?"