Comprehensive White Lotus Counterattack System

Chapter 111

The white fingers still had a little baby fat, and they were attached to the cold metal doorknob, allowing the cold air to pervade the whole body. They spun gently and walked into the room empty-handed. The smell of the potion filled the nostrils.

The little Zhihou was wearing a hospital gown, sitting on the hospital bed, looking out of the window with dull and empty eyes, inside his dark pupils was like a lake that could not withstand any waves, lifeless.

Kong Kong frowned, and the expression on his face was a bit unbearable. As he slowly approached Zhihou, there was no substantive reaction, his eyes flickered slightly, and Kong Kong suddenly noticed that he was just sitting there in a daze. After a long time, the bright red blood slowly flowed back along the transparent tube, and it was returning blood, so he ran to the bedside quickly, tore off the adhesive tape and pulled out the needle directly, and took the cotton wool on the small table beside the bed. Wipe with a stick to stop the blood from flowing out again...

"Blood..." His empty eyes turned to his hand, and the murmured words spit out from his pale and dry lips.

"En? What did Zhihou say?" Kong Kong's attention was focused on the back of Zhihou's blood-flowing hand, so he didn't hear his words clearly.

"Blood...Mom and Dad..." If Kongkong noticed Zhihou's expression at this time, she would definitely find that there seemed to be a gleam of light in his empty eyes.

"Why can't it stop?" Kong Kong searched around but couldn't find any tools to stop the bleeding except cotton swabs on the small table. Go to the doctor, can you press it yourself first?"

Kong Kong lowered her clear voice a little, as if she could hear something called tenderness from her immature voice, and stretched out her hand to press Zhihou's hand on the one that was still bleeding, Kong Kong watched with satisfaction. Glancing at the obedient Zhihou, he turned and walked out the door.

The three children outside the door were still there. When they saw Kong Kong coming out, they all gathered and asked how Zhihou was doing. They looked anxious and worried. Brother Wujian, it's really touching.

Kongkong comforted the few people so that they would not be too worried, and asked Su Yizheng to call the doctor to come and have a look...

At this time, there is another scene in the ward...

Gray eyes stared blankly at the movement in his hand, slightly raised the blood-stained cotton swab in his hand, tiny blood burst out little by little, seemed very satisfied with what he saw, tilted his head , the pale index finger and thumb spread, and the cotton swab fell...

Lifting the quilt, some thin little feet stepped on the cold floor, shaking his dizzy head, came to the table with fruits and food on the side, hesitated for a while, and finally picked up a sharp and cold light fruit knife...

The golden head is tilted, and there is a trace of confusion in the empty eyes. It seems that I have seen such a scene there. Where is it? In the TV series, after picking up the knife...

Waiwai raised his hand, the small fruit knife gleamed coldly, he could see his appearance at the moment, and then he slashed down hard on his wrist... After sliding down, he could see his parents...

There is always a seductive voice in his mind guiding him step by step. This time, without any hesitation, the fruit knife drew an arc in the air and landed on the slender and white wrist, and he squeezed hard...

Immediately, bright red blood emerged from the small wound, like a blood-colored bracelet, and after a while, the blood in the wrist rushed out... Tick, tick, sticky blood ran down the wrist, across the fingers, and dripped On the white floor, there is a little strange harmony...

"Zhihou, the doctor will be here soon, sister..." Kong Kong finally dismissed those difficult children and came to the ward, ready to spend more time with Zhihou. Time is the best medicine to heal wounds, and the two of them are together Life is always better than being alone...

Who knew that after opening the door, he was startled by the scene in front of him, his heart was beating non-stop, the blue and white hospital gown was slightly looser, making the child look thinner, the boy at this moment, the blood on his wrist was not It kept rushing out, large swaths of blood spread on the white floor, blood stains on the hospital gown, and a fruit knife covered with blood was thrown at his feet. The boy's pale face was like white paper blown up by the wind, his slender The eyelashes are like dead leaf butterflies with wings broken in the wind, and they are in danger of falling at any time...

Kongkong opened the door like crazy and shouted loudly, "Call the doctor quickly, call the doctor, hurry up, Zhihou cut his wrist."

It is said that the children of the poor family are the masters of the family early, but the children of the rich family are very precocious, because they have been exposed to many things, so they understand more.Even though he was calm, he was only a five-year-old child. Gu Junbiao hurriedly ran to call the doctor, and the servants behind his face ignored him.

The boy in the middle of the blood fainted on the ground, and his anxious tears flowed like worthless, kneeling on the ground, not caring about the blood on the ground at all, his little hand tightly covering his wrist, "Why is it still flowing, woo woo , Zhihou, why are you still streaming?"

(End of this chapter)