When huangfujing came to the door of the ward, the atmosphere inside was dignified.

Ouyang HaoChen lay dying on the bed with a thick bandage around his wrist.

There is an exquisite gift box on the bedside table beside his hospital bed, which is the gift he gave Ouyang HaoChen last night.

Old man Ouyang was sitting on the chair beside the hospital bed, his hands on crutches, and his face was cold.

Yunli is crying in Ouyang Hao's arms. Because of the old man's dignity, she doesn't dare to cry.

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"Come in." Old man Ouyang spoke in a deep voice.

Huangfujing came to the bedside with a worried face and put the heat preservation bucket on the bedside table.

"Ah ah, brother Ouyang, can't think of cutting his wrists and committing suicide?"

If it wasn't for schadenfreude in his voice, he would have believed it.

Hearing huangfujing's voice, Yunli doesn't care whether the old man is present or not. She gets up and stares at huangfujing with scarlet eyes.

"Huangfujing, don't be so merciful here. You are responsible for my son's becoming like this."

"Auntie Yun, I don't like it when you say that. I'm kind enough to cook porridge to see your son. You actually say that I hurt him. Is it possible that I encouraged him to cut his wrist and commit suicide? Or did I give him the knife that cut his wrist? You can't be so unreasonable! "

Huangfujing's words of reversing black and white made Yunli almost black in front of her eyes, and she fainted.

She left early at the party yesterday and didn't eat much. She woke up hungry in the middle of the night and was ready to make something to eat.

Passing by Ouyang HaoChen's room, thinking that her son didn't eat anything, she knocked on the door.

After knocking for a long time, no one opened the text, and there was a strong smell of blood at the door. She was surprised.

Go downstairs to find the key to open the text, open the door to see is fallen in the pool of blood Ouyang HaoChen, wrist is still murmuring blood.

Yunli looked at her father-in-law, pointed to Huangfu and said, "Dad, look at him."

"Jing, your aunt is in a bad mood. Don't stimulate her."

"If you don't let me come, won't you not stimulate her?"

Huangfujing shrugged his shoulders indifferently and rolled his eyes where Ouyang could not see him.

Do you want him to come when you know it's exciting?

be ill!

Ouyang doesn't care about his attitude either. He points to the box on the bedside table with his crutch. "Is this what you gave Xiaochen?"

Huangfujing generously admitted, "yes."

"Why?"

Ouyang's old and turbid eyes were looking at Huangfu Jing coldly. If he guessed right, Ouyang HaoChen thought of suicide after seeing what was in it.

Although huangfujing was not the person who directly led him to commit suicide, he was also the person who indirectly induced Ouyang HaoChen to commit suicide.

Huangfu Jing laughs, his peach blossom eyes rippling with water. "Grandfather, I'm afraid you don't know. Your grandson hijacked Xi Muhan's fiancee just after he returned home, and his intention was wrong. I saved him. Otherwise, why do you think he would become lame?"

Old man Ouyang never knew that there was such an episode.

Three years ago, Ouyang HaoChen kidnapped Yu Qiqi, causing Ouyang's family to lose a piece of land and take himself to India.

Will Xi Muhan let him go this time?

The answer is No.

In a sense, Yunli didn't save Ouyang HaoChen, but hurt him.

After Ouyang thought about it, his face suddenly turned white.