The phone rang for a long time before I answered the call.
Joey's cold and distant voice came from the receiver.
"Mr. Lu, is something wrong?"
Lu Wenzhou steeled himself and said, "It's okay, I just want to hear your voice."
Joey frowned: "Does Mr. Lu think this is interesting? You were the one who said he was tired of playing with me, and you are the one who is clinging to me now. What do you think makes you unable to let me go? Can't I change it?"
Her tone was cold and a little impatient.
Lu Wenzhou closed his eyes in pain, holding on to his hair with one hand to keep himself awake.
"Joy, that night must have been painful, right?"
His breath was weak, and his simple words were broken intermittently.
There is unconcealable pain in every word.
Joey laughed at himself: "Mr. Lu, you don't have to remind me all the time that I'm dirty. I'm self-aware and won't have any inappropriate thoughts about you anymore."
"Joy."
Lu Wenzhou called out softly: "If I also experienced your pain that night, could you forgive me?"
Joey said without mercy: "No, I will never forget what you said to me that night in my life."
After speaking, she hung up the phone without waiting for Lu Wenzhou's reaction.
Lu Wenzhou listened to the busy signal coming from his mobile phone and laughed lightly.
He knew Joey wouldn't forgive him.
He was heartbroken and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
Spray directly onto white sheets.
In an instant, the white sheets were dyed red.
Dean Li saw him in pain and kindly tried to persuade him: "Mr. Lu, carrying him like this is not an option. Although you also lost a lot of blood, your situation is different from Joey's after all.
If you drink alcohol, the potency of the medicine will be twice as strong as normal. If something happens, what do you want Mrs. Lu to do? My medicine can still relieve some pain, do you want to try it? "
He helped him wipe his body with an ice towel and gave him kind guidance.
Lu Wenzhou didn't turn a deaf ear to his words and writhes in pain alone on the bed.
Mrs. Lu, who was standing outside, shed tears of distress when she saw this situation.
She didn't know how much time had passed, but she finally couldn't help it and took out her cell phone to call Joey.
Joey had just finished eating with the Yan family's parents and was about to go out together when the phone rang.
Seeing that it was an unfamiliar number, she hesitated and pressed answer.
As soon as I answered the call, a familiar voice came from the other side.
"Yiyi, where are you?"
Hearing Mrs. Lu's voice, Joey replied with a smile on his face: "Old lady, I'm eating out, what can I do for you?"
Old Mrs. Lu's voice was choked as she said, "Can you come to Nanguo Mansion? I'm in some trouble there."
The old lady had been kind to her, so she had no reason to refuse this request.
"I'll eat here. Which floor are you on? I'll go find you."
"It's room 808 on the 8th floor. Come here quickly. Grandma is waiting for you."
"Okay, I'll be there right away."
After hanging up the phone, Joey said goodbye to the Yan family and his wife, and took Yan Xingcheng upstairs with him.
When the two of them arrived, they realized that Lu Wenzhou had been poisoned by a love potion.
When he saw Lu Wenzhou struggling in pain on the bed, Joey instantly understood what he meant on the phone.
Her heart stabbed suddenly.
The two hands hanging by his sides slowly became cold.
My mind was filled with the pain I had experienced that day.
Mrs. Lu wiped away her tears and begged: "Yiyi, can you please save Wen Zhou for grandma's sake?"
Joey looked at her with wet eyes and whispered: "Old lady."
Mrs. Lu held her hand and burst into tears.
"I know it's Wen Zhou who can't help you. He did a lot of stupid things to you, but can you help him get through this for my sake?"
Joey frowned helplessly and said softly: "Old madam, I'm sorry, I can't help you with this matter. It's not that I'm cruel, but there are many people who can save him, including me. You don't have to insist. Forcing me to do things I don’t want to do.”
After hearing what she said, Mrs. Lu immediately became angry.
"Thanks to Wenzhou for being so good to you in the past, your conscience was eaten by dogs, and you refused to save him. Mom, we don't ask her, let Qingya save Wenzhou, we can't wait any longer."
Her words directly described Joey as ungrateful and unwilling to save him.
Yan Xingcheng pulled Joey to his side with a gentle voice.
"As long as you don't want to, no one dares to force you. Just wait for me outside and I will handle it."
He pushed Joey out the door and closed it.
The face that had been gentle just now suddenly turned cold.
He walked to Lu Wenzhou's bedside and watched him struggling in pain on the bed. Not only did he not have any sympathy, but there was a hint of mockery at the corner of his lips.
"Lu Wenzhou, you are not the only one who is in pain, Joey is in more pain than you. When she was having a drug-induced attack, all she shouted was your name.
For you, she would rather die to keep your innocence, but what did you do to her!
You easily believe other people's slanders and trample under your feet Joey's innocence that he would rather die to protect.
Do you know how desperate she was?
It was you who pushed her away time and time again. It was you who didn't want her. Please don't kidnap her with morality. She doesn't owe you, nor does she owe you anything to the Lu family.
There are many ways to survive, and it doesn't have to be hers. "
After Yan Xingcheng finished speaking, he turned around and left regardless of Lu Wenzhou's reaction.
He pulled Joey and left without looking back.
Lu Wenzhou clutched the sheets tightly with both hands and clenched his teeth tightly.
His mind was filled with images of Joey calling his name.
In order to preserve his innocence, she suffered a lot.
Thinking of this, Lu Wenzhou suddenly sat up and spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth.
Then completely passed out.
When he woke up, it was already the next morning.
Chen Zhuo was sitting by the bed handling official business.
Hearing the noise, he stood up immediately.
"Mr. Lu, you're awake. How do you feel?"
Lu Wenzhou's mind suddenly recalled everything that happened last night.
He sat up from the bed suddenly, grabbed the infusion needle, and bright red blood flowed down the back of his white hand.
Chen Zhuo was so frightened that he immediately took a cotton swab to hold him down: "Mr. Lu, you have a stomach problem. The doctor asked you to stay in the hospital for observation for a few days."
"No need!" His voice was hoarse and low.
No matter how Chen Zhuo tried to persuade him, he insisted on driving away.
When the car drove downstairs to Joey, Lu Wenzhou realized that his hands and feet were cold and his fingers were still trembling slightly.
He looked up at the room upstairs, and his heart felt as if something had hit him hard.
The heartbreaking pain quickly swept through every cell in his body.
He didn't know until this moment that he had hurt Joey and the woman who would rather die to keep his innocence for him.
He dragged his tired body and knocked on Joey's door.
Joey opened the door and saw a pale-faced Lu Wenzhou standing at the door.
The man is not as tall and tall as before, and his clothes are also wrinkled.
There are still a few drops of blood on the cuffs that have not yet dried.
Those deep eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes.
Joey had never seen Lu Wenzhou in such a sorry state.
Just as she was about to speak, Lu Wenzhou's hot hands pulled her into his arms.
The voice was still hoarse after struggling.
"Joy, I'm sorry."
