"Stop!" Ji Yanzheng's expression changed drastically, "If you have to see blood before you can give up. I can stand still and deal with it at your disposal."

"You lied to me. If I went over, you would definitely steal my knife." She blinked, and the next second, she suddenly cut her left arm.

"Wei Lan!" Seeing the blood oozing out of the woman's forearm, Ji Yanzheng felt so distressed that he couldn't breathe.

He strode towards her, but the next second, the woman pointed the tip of the knife at the position of her heart.

"Don't come over." She threatened softly.

Ji Yanzheng had to stop and his face was covered in blood: "Don't hurt this body, if you kill her, you will disappear."

The voice has been stained with some pleading.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid." She licked her lips, admired the man's fearful and distressed expression, and sighed, "You care about her very much. Then why did you make her sad?"

Ji Yanzheng clenched his fists, slid his Adam's apple and said softly: "Put down the knife."

"No." She said, suddenly laughing, lifted her clothes and pressed the tip of the knife to the heart.

Ji Yanzheng saw it and almost broke his mind: "What the hell are you going to do?"

The man's voice was hoarse and shocked, and his eyes fell on her chest - this should have been a beautiful picture, but at this time, Ji Yanzheng only noticed that the tip of the fruit knife had already sunk the skin.

He was afraid that she would really do something, so he didn't dare to act rashly, but letting him watch this scene helplessly was tantamount to the most torment.

"What am I going to do?" Her expression showed a little confusion, "Actually, I don't know, so it's better..."

As he spoke, the tip of the knife fell into it again, and a trace of blood had already oozed out of the woman's tender white chest.

Ji Yanzheng's pupils instantly contracted to the extreme. He finally couldn't help but strode to the woman and grabbed her wrist!

However, the woman's strength seemed to have increased a lot. In addition, she was afraid that she would hurt herself, although Ji Yanzheng pulled her wrist away, he failed to take off her knife as soon as possible.

"Let go." He scolded coldly.

The woman snorted dissatisfiedly: "No." She continued to fight with him.

Ji Yanzheng's face was as deep as water. He had countless ways to suppress her, but no matter which one, he might hurt her.

The next second, a strange light flashed in the woman's eyes. She suddenly turned the tip of the knife in one direction, and the direction of the force was consistent with the man. When Ji Yanzheng realized it, it was already too late.

The tip of the knife pierced hard into his chest.

The pain came, Ji Yanzheng let out a low groan, tightened her wrist, and called in a low voice: "Wei Lan!"

Blood had already oozed out of his chest, and the woman's excited pupils dilated, and she continued to push the fruit knife forward, but when she heard the man's call with endless complex emotions, her expression suddenly became a dazed.

The expression on the woman's face gradually changed, and the strange childish evil disappeared from her face and was gradually replaced by confusion.

The force in her hand suddenly relaxed, but she was still holding the hilt of the fruit knife. Then she looked up and saw the man's pale face, and finally realized that something was wrong.

Chu Weilan suddenly let go of the hilt, his face full of shock and confusion, and in a trance he thought he was dreaming.

Ji Yanzheng staggered for a moment, leaned against the wall, barely supporting his body's balance.

"Weilan." He called the woman's name low, with a smile on his face, "Don't be afraid, listen to me, call Qiao Yuze and Sun Ye immediately and ask them to bring the doctor over,

Say you are uncomfortable... Don't let the servants in the villa come in, have you heard?"

"Yan Zheng?" Chu Weilan began to tremble, "What's going on? What's wrong with me? It's me..."

"It's not you, listen, it has nothing to do with you, huh?" Ji Yanzheng reached out to him, with a pale and gentle smile on his face, "Come here."

Chu Weilan couldn't help but hold the man's hand, looking at the blood gushing out of his chest, and the fruit knife that was still in her hand a few seconds ago, her tears kept pouring out, and her whole body was shaking.

Such as sieve bran.

She is dreaming, right? She must be dreaming, right?

"Listen to me." The man's voice had begun to be intermittent, but his tone was extremely firm. He held her hand tightly, as if he wanted to pass on his strength to her, "I won't have anything to do, what you have to do now is

Go and call, the password is...Don't let the servant find out that the injured person is me, listen...have you heard?"

He said, unable to help coughing, his face becoming paler.

Chu Weilan was already choked and couldn't speak. At this moment, her mind was still in chaos, but at least she realized that this was not a dream, and she had to send the man to the hospital as soon as possible.

She kept nodding and nodded desperately: "Okay, okay...Yan Zheng, wait for me, you can hold on..."

After saying that, she stumbled towards the bedside, picked up Ji Yanzheng's cell phone, and stumbled back to the man's side. Her fingertips trembled and opened the address book and dialed out Sun Ye's phone number.

"Come on, pick it up!" Her voice was already in tears.

However, the time displayed on the phone is 3:30 in the morning. At this time, normal people are in deep sleep. Even if the phone is turned on, they will not be easily woken up.

Ji Yanzheng seemed to be almost unable to hold on. His breathing was very heavy, and his body slid down little by little.

"Yan Zheng!" Chu Weilan held his arm and looked at the knife on his chest, tears kept rolling down, "You hold on, I'll go find Sister Xiu now, I'll let them

Send you to the hospital!”

Ji Yanzheng used all his last strength to hold her wrist, his voice hoarse and firm: "No. Wei Lan, you are obedient."

"Why, why..." She hugged him, tears kept falling, "Ji Yanzheng, you will die!"

Ji Yanzheng gasped heavily, held her shoulder with his arms struggling to hold him, and his voice was still smiling: "No, believe me, huh?"

Chu Weilan trembled more and more violently. In her tears, she met the man's black eyes - as deep and firm as ever, and that faint smile was extremely gentle. She clearly saw her own shadow from his pupils.

.

In an instant, the heart seemed to be hit hard by something-

So that's it, so that's it.

The questions that once puzzled her had a clear answer at this moment. Her anxiety, her panic, and her uncertainty suddenly became extremely ridiculous at this moment.

Ji Yanzheng, Ji Yanzheng...

She called his name silently in her heart, wishing she could hold him and cry.

However, there is no time, he cannot die, he must not-

The phone number to Sun Ye was hung up because no one answered it. Ji Yanzheng's Adam's apple slid and gave a difficult command: "Call Qiao Yuze, or Feng Jing..."

However, Chu Weilan suddenly stood up.
Chapter completed!