National Hand Medicine

Chapter 331 Suicide, chips (1)
Time is like water, flowing bit by bit, adding a bit of coldness to this space.There seems to be some crazy factor spreading in this space.

Wen Ya sat beside the bed, motionless like a statue, only those eyes were shining with crazy and persistent light, like a ghost, the overwhelming hatred inside was going to swallow everything.

Suddenly, she moved, raised her arm, her eyes moved slightly, and fell on the Vacheron Constantin on her hand.

Tick, tick, tick...

It was the sound of the second hand turning, one by one, amplified in her ears, as if reminding something.

Seeing that the hour hand reached the expected value in her heart, a sneer appeared on Wen Ya's mouth, she took off her watch, put it gently on the dressing table, then got up, and walked towards the bathroom.

She stood in front of the mirror and looked at the self in the mirror that was a little different from before—messy hair, pale face, bright red lipstick that made her whole body even more strange...

She grinned, and in a trance, she seemed to see a female ghost laughing in front of her.

But she didn't care, she slowly set her eyes on the things placed in front of her, picking and choosing, and finally, she chose an eyebrow knife.

Although this is used to trim eyebrows, it is still quite sharp.

Holding the eyebrow knife in her hand, she raised her left hand and looked at the white wrist. The blue blood vessels were clearly visible. She seemed to be able to see the blood flowing in it, full of vitality.

'You people who are sorry for me, go to hell! ' She thought frantically in her heart, the hatred spreading from the bottom of her heart has swallowed everything.

She has completely lost her mind.

In fact, she is usually a person who is very afraid of pain, but for some reason at this time, the madness in her heart completely overwhelmed her fear of pain!
Wen Ya grabbed the eyebrow knife with her right hand, and wiped it viciously on her left wrist!
Immediately, the dark red blood gushed out and fell on the ground, blooming shocking blood-colored flowers one after another.

Wen Ya didn't seem to feel any pain at all. Now in her heart, there was only so-called hatred. It seemed that she would give everything for revenge. Seeing her own blood flow out of the arteries quickly, she even felt a sense of joy in her heart. A sense of revenge!
Wen Ya slowly squatted down, sat on the ground, and lay down flat.

She opened her hands, allowing her own blood to flow out even more recklessly, her face also became paler due to the rapid blood loss, like a piece of paper, which could be easily broken.

Wen Ya felt dizzy in her head.

She turned her head to look at her cut wrist—now, it should be almost the same...

She closed her eyes and chuckled softly, the laughter was so weird that it made one's hair stand on end.

The darkness swept her, and at the last moment of losing consciousness, Wen Ya felt an incomparable joy in her heart!

At this time, a fat middle-aged woman in an apron hurried upstairs.

It's time to eat. The Wen family's meals are always very accurate. Every day, meals are served on time, even down to the second!
This chubby middle-aged woman was the Wen family's nanny. When it was time for dinner downstairs, she didn't see Miss San come down, so the nanny was ordered by the old man to come up and call Miss San down.

When the nanny went upstairs, she felt strange in her heart—Miss San should be the most punctual on weekdays, so why didn't she come to the appointment today?
Thinking in her heart, she walked all the way to the door of Wen Ya's room, knocked lightly on the door: "Miss San, it's time to eat, the old man told you to go down."

The room was silent.

The nanny yelled a few more times, but there was still no movement in the house.

The nanny thought that the third lady was still angry because of the quarrel with the old man just now, so she persuaded her in a low voice, but she was still a servant working in Wen's house, so she couldn't say much, just said a few words to get angry. People who are not in good health are old sayings like iron rice and steel.

But at this time, there was still no movement in the house.

The nanny finally felt that something was wrong. If it was in the past, according to Miss San's temper, she would have grown impatient and would have yelled loudly. The silence in the house now is really not Miss San's style!

Curious in her heart, she couldn't help twisting the door lock.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or what, the door of Wen Ya's room was not locked.

The nanny pushed the door open and went in. She looked around, but she didn't see Miss San in the room.

Could it be in the bathroom?The nanny guessed in her heart, and walked towards the bathroom lightly——

One minute later, terrified screams came from Wen Ya's room, resounding throughout the villa, and even the screams could be heard in the dining room downstairs.

"Didn't the principal go up and call for someone? What's the matter? Why did you call?" Mr. Wen, who was sitting at the top, couldn't help frowning and said, but he had a vague premonition in his heart.

"Why don't I go up and have a look." The dignified woman sitting second from the right on Mr. Wen's right said softly, and put down the chopsticks in her hand.

Before she could get up, she heard hurried footsteps from upstairs, and Mrs. Zhang rushed down from upstairs in a panic, muttering in horror—"It's not good, it's not good! Miss San Suicide!" As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

The Wen family didn't have time to think about it, they all got up and rushed upstairs, and the fastest one was the dignified woman who was about to get up just now, she was Wen Ya's mother.

The moment Mother Wen ran into her daughter's room, she subconsciously rushed to the front of the bathroom, and saw a shocking scene——

Her most beloved daughter is wearing a bright red dress with suspenders that looks like blood. The skirt stretches out on the white tiles in the bathroom, like a flower in full bloom, which seems to have merged with the blood all over the ground. One.

A wave of dizziness swept over her head, she couldn't stand still, and almost fell to the ground, a person behind rushed up to support her.

"Old...husband..." She tremblingly stretched out her hand and tightly grasped the arm of the man behind her.

The third person who saw this scene was Mr. Wen. Seeing his most beloved granddaughter lying in a pool of blood, lifeless, her face as pale as snow, Mr. Wen's eyes darkened, and she immediately fell to the ground. on the ground.

"Father!"

Today's Wen family is so restless, and this restlessness is like a small ripple in the lake. It's just a small wave, but it expands round and round, and finally...

There will be huge waves in this calm lake.

News of the Wen family reached the Fu family that night, and Mr. Fu did not expect that something would happen to the grandparents of the Wen family who walked out of their house safely that afternoon.

(End of this chapter)