Su Nian held her head, rushed up and kicked her randomly with four or five feet, without any clue of what to do.
Nowhere on the back, stomach, or arms was spared.
Su Nian's hair was pulled, and she was pushed to the ground, unable to stand up. Her mouth was filled with the smell of fresh rust, and the severe pain in her internal organs made her lose consciousness. She vomited a mouthful of blood.
Those people's fists and feet were like bloodthirsty beasts. They were even more excited when they saw blood, and they struck harder and harder.
Su Nian curled up on the ground, gritting her teeth and holding on, unwilling to cry out.
She couldn't help but think that yesterday at other people's banquets, she was mocking others as arrogant mistresses, but today she became the mistress that everyone shouted for beating.
Still the worst kind, she looked down on herself.
She couldn't get rid of Lu Jingxing, so she had to accept the humiliation he brought her.
For a moment, she thought, just die like this. If you die, you won't have to be shackled, and you will be happier than living.
I don't know who pulled away the arm holding her head and exposed her face to the light. Someone took a cell phone and took a photo of her being beaten without any hair.
Su Nian finally saw the hateful looks of those people, as well as Chen Jiao standing behind, with a room card glaringly waving in her hand.
In an instant, the blood on her face faded completely, and her heart felt like it had fallen into an ice cave.
There's nothing else I don't understand.
It was Lu Jingxing who gave her the room key to let her vent.
This is how he humiliated her.
"Bang——"
I don't know who hit her with a vase. There was a huge sound and the vase shattered on the ground.
In an instant, Su Nian's gorgeous face was scratched by the vase, and blood seeped out from her shoulders, back and face.
This scene shocked everyone.
Everyone looked at the person who smashed the vase, and that person was also stunned and said: "I... didn't..."
She didn't even know who handed the vase to her.
The pain was so intense that Su Nian's reaction was much slower. She sat up in a daze and raised her hand to touch her face. Her hand was full of blood, fresh and warm...
It hurts.
It really hurts.
"ah--!"
Someone screamed in surprise, pushing the man who smashed the vase and said, "Do you want to kill someone?"
At this time, the crowd was pushed aside.
A tall and tall figure strode over. Su Nian vaguely saw the man's deep eyes and straight lips.
Half of her face was covered in blood, and she suddenly pulled her lips and smiled.
It was just that smile that opened the torn wound and made her whole face distort.
She said word by word with difficulty and pain: "Lu Jingxing, why are you doing this to me?"
She has never been sorry to him, why should he treat her like this?
The severe pain all over her body evaporated the last bit of Su Nian's consciousness, and she closed her eyes and collapsed.
Lu Jingxing grabbed her. The room was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the person in his hands seemed to have been soaked in blood.
The bright red color dyed through his suit.
Lu Jingxing's back, which had never been bent before, felt weak for a moment, as if his hands were weighed down by a thousand pounds, making him unable to stand up.
He put the suit on her body, stood up with her in his arms, and kicked a woman in front of him hard.
The woman was kicked until her mouth was full of blood. Just when she was about to cry, she was shocked by the sharp light in Lu Jingxing's eyes and she stopped her voice.
Chen Jiao's face was shaky: "Jing Xing, it has nothing to do with me. I didn't know they would be like this. I'm so scared..."
Lu Jingxing uttered two words coldly, "Get out of the way."
Suddenly, Chen Jiao's face turned as white as a piece of paper!
Lu Jingxing hugged Su Nian, rushed to the underground garage, fixed Su Nian on the seat, looked at her lifeless face, pinched her waist, and said anxiously: "Su Nian, wake up, hold on to me
Take you to the hospital."
Su Nian leaned softly on his seat without any response.
Lu Jingxing's pupils shrank suddenly, and he panicked for a moment. He rushed all the way to the hospital as quickly as possible.
In the hospital.
Su Nian lay on the operating table, her consciousness pulled back.
The local anesthesia had not yet taken effect, and she could clearly feel the doctor using tweezers to pick out the broken porcelain pieces from the wound.
Every time it is picked, the internal organs will be involved, causing excruciating pain.
She was speechless. She felt hot and cold. The cold sweat on her forehead kept dripping and flowed onto the wound. She clenched her palms tightly because of the saltiness.
There were countless cuts on the smooth and white back. The doctor was also a woman, with a look of regret in her eyes.
The most important thing is that face. The crack stretches from the cheekbone to the temple, which will probably leave scars.
The anesthetic gradually took effect, and Su Nian was in a state of ups and downs, returning to that midsummer in a daze.
She is still a little princess held in the palm of her parents' hands, with a very good best friend and a boy who loves her deeply.
The boy who would be shy if he looked at her more than once, who would blush if he kissed her, no longer exists...
When Su Nian was pushed out, the anesthesia had already taken effect and she slept peacefully, with the left side of her face covered with thick gauze.
Her face was very small, and the gauze covered almost half of her face, which was a bit scary to look at.
Lu Jingxing asked the doctor: "Will there be scars on her face?"
The female doctor glanced at him with a look of disdain in her eyes.
Sure enough, men are all lower-body creatures who think about their faces. The injuries on this female patient’s back and arms were much more serious than those on her face.
"Based on the current situation, it is very likely to leave scars, so the patient's psychological counseling cannot be ignored."
The female doctor reminded.
If this was not a patient whom the hospital leaders had greeted, she would have wanted to call the police.
This injury does not look like an accident, it looks like being beaten.
...
In the middle of the night, the anesthetic effect wore off, and Su Nianren was still a little unconscious, humming in a low voice: "Mom, it hurts...I hurt..."
Lu Jingxing was awakened by her cry and stepped forward to check.
Su Nian curled up, her brows tightened, her face was covered with tears, and she murmured vaguely.
Lu Jingxing called the doctor over. The doctor shook his head and said there was nothing he could do except use analgesics, which would cause some damage to the body and was not recommended.
Lu Jingxing asked the doctor to go out. He lay on the bed and gently stroked her hair. He wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.
He hasn't coaxed anyone in years.
In the past, when she and Su Nian got along well, she was not a hypocritical person and she never let him coax her.
Later, his life turned upside down, women avoided him, and he had no intention of coaxing women.
But at this moment, Su Nian was not aggressive at all, lying here weak and pitiful.
It made him feel some compassion again in his heart.
He held her in his arms and suddenly returned to the time when they first met. At that time, Su Nian had a different look. Her figure was plump and sexy, like a round peach, and she was attractive everywhere.
But now, she feels like a handful of bones in her hand. When did she start to become so thin that she lost her shape and no longer feel the same as before?
After thinking about it, he fell asleep lightly.
This was the first time that the two of them didn't do anything in bed and just slept peacefully.
When it gets light.
Lu Jingxing suddenly woke up and saw that he was holding Su Nian in his arms, with a rare look of panic and confusion in his eyes.
He got out of bed, feeling that he was not awake enough and shouldn't be like this. He hated her and shouldn't feel pity for her.
He opened the door and went out, drank a handful of cold water at the sink to wake himself up, and stood in the smoking area smoking alone.