His Vengeful Ex-Wife

When Bo ye came to the hospital the next day, Tang Shi's attending doctors had already changed a batch. When he saw him, he called out, handed over some reports, sighed and said, "Bo Shao, your wife's condition is not very good..."

Bo Ye didn't know why he didn't explain the real relationship between them. The doctor continued, "she has serious depression. She must have suffered great stimulation. Bo Shao, you Has anything happened to you and your wife before? "

Looking at the report sheet in hand, thin night's fingers were hurt by the thin paper. His throat is sour and astringent, like a mass of cotton. He said for a long time, "no No, "he said

"Well, alas." The attending doctor took off the lens and wiped it. "She can't be cured by taking medicine alone. We checked and found that she has a treatment record, but the time of taking medicine is not normal every time. She just takes medicine to restrain her reaction. This is impossible to cure, and her heart did not cooperate with the treatment Bo Shao, it may take a little time. Do you know what madam likes best? "

The doctor's last words stunned Bo Ye.

Tang poetry What do you like best?

He didn't know.

Bo Ye felt that he couldn't communicate with the doctor any more, so he just said a few words and left. When he left, the doctor's words still hovered in his mind -

"Madam should have experienced some bad things. Bo Shao, if there is something wrong, I hope you can tell us without telling me, so that we can customize the treatment plan Madam, this situation is really not good. Do you know that the scar on her hand is not one or two days, but new and old wounds. The latest one It was two weeks ago. "

Two weeks ago, it was so close! How many times has the scar on her arm been hurt?

She has always had The habit of self mutilation.

Whenever the pressure is too much for her to bear, she raises the knife and stabs her wrist in the middle of the night.

Tang poetry disguised under the appearance of pride and nobility is no longer the young lady five years ago. Her soul has long been fragmented, and the rest is just some obsessions.

Thin night dare not to think more, back to the door of Tang poetry ward, toss and turn, the first time with the idea of escape.

How could he I dare not face a woman who is my ex-wife-a murderer who was personally sent to prison five years ago.

Tang poetry killed Anmi, but now he is living such a life. Bo Ye thinks that he should be happy.

But when I saw her, I was not happy. I always felt that I was the executioner who had brought her to such a field.

Bo Ye stood at the door for a long time, pale and wandering, but he didn't go in. He turned to the other end of the corridor and took out his cell phone.

"It's me."

The other hand of the man is in his pocket, and his tall and straight body is like a silhouette. Even in the hospital, countless little nurses secretly look at him and guess his identity one after another.

"Check it for me What happened during the five years in prison of Tang poetry. "

As if determined, Bo Ye finally said that sentence. At the same time, he felt intense pain. He didn't want to doubt it, but he had to verify one thing: "I suspect that someone was in prison under the pretext of my name Violence. "

******

Tang Wei was picked up from the kindergarten by Bo Ye that afternoon. When he got on the bus, Tang Wei sighed and said, "Bo Shao, don't shut me up. I can't run either. I can go back to mommy at most. If you really want to come to see me once a month, I'd appreciate it

Bo Ye is so angry that he wants to hit the flower bed when driving. Listen to what the bastard says! Do you still have him in your eyes!

Is this his own son or not! If it wasn't for the DNA that identified the father son relationship between the two people, he thought he had picked it up.

Boye resisted the impulse to step on the accelerator, drove the car to the hospital, and then said, "smelly boy, are you talking to dad?"

Tang Wei sighed. He didn't know whether he was sighing for himself or for Bo Ye.

"Bo Shao..."

"Call me dad!"

“…… Bo Shao Listen to me first... "

"Call Daddy!"

"Dad Dad... " Tang Wei stammered at this address, but he was still a little uncomfortable. His face turned red, "you Don't force me to shout... "

"I'll get used to it if I shout more."

Bo Ye felt that he was in a good mood all of a sudden. When he heard the smelly boy yelling out the word "Dad", his chest was much better. He said, "I'm your father. What's wrong with you calling me dad?"

Tang Wei said, "but five years after I was born, you never cared about me."

Bo Yeh took a deep breath and said, "your mother hid you so well. I only recently learned about your existence."

"What about when my mom was pregnant?"Tang Wei quickly asked, "you won't even hear about my mother's pregnancy I don't know. "

Bo Ye holds the steering wheel, his hands tremble a little.

The five-year-old can't answer his question.

If he knows If you know Tang Shi is pregnant, maybe I wouldn't have locked her in at that time

Bo Ye's eyes flashed countless emotions, but he didn't express them. Almost soon, he flashed by. When he opened his eyes again, he was still the ruthless Bo family. He was resolute and resolute. It seemed that nothing in his life could make him regret.

Tang Wei sat obediently in the back seat, looking at the scenery outside the window, suddenly asked, "this is not the way before..."

Bo Ye praised the boy's cleverness in his heart. He remembered the way back and forth in a few days, so he cleared his throat and said, "the way to the hospital."

"Hospital?"

Tang Wei was young, but his mind was bright. He asked carefully, "is something wrong with my mother?"

Grass, how can this little son of a bitch be so smart? It's a lot of pressure to be a father!

However, Bo Ye turns to think that it's not because he has good genes that he can give birth to such a clever son. He also feels that his son is a genius. It's amazing.

When he arrived at the hospital, Bo Ye squatted down and straightened Tang Wei's clothes. Only at this time, Tang Wei felt that Bo Ye was his father, but he did everything for the sake of face.

When Bo Ye approached him, Tang Wei couldn't help but look at him more. After all, a five-year-old child is still sweet in the face of his own father.

It's just His father also let him down too much. Maybe he can help Bo Ye chase Mommy if he behaves well in the future.

Bo Ye said, "your mother has depression, do you know?"

He didn't want to talk about these heavy topics in front of Tang Wei. He just remembered that the child was young and mature, so he opened the window and said, "she's not in a very good state. I hope you can Comfort her. "

"Did you stimulate my mommy?"

Tang Wei raised his head. Sure enough, the boy opened his eyes, not surprisingly. It seems that he knows his mother has depression. At such a young age, I can accept such cruel things

"No I didn't think about excitement... "

Bo Ye always feels powerless in the face of Tang Wei. He has a pair of eyes that can see through everything, clear and pure, which always makes him feel that such a dirty adult does not dare to look him in the face.

"I know..."

Tang Wei seemed to sigh, "I don't blame you. Mommy's depression is really serious. It doesn't matter at ordinary times. Once you encounter something related to you, it will be like this. "

When it comes to you.

Bo Ye's heart is suddenly pricked. Has he become a monster to Tang poetry She wanted to be so afraid of everything to do with him.

Tang Wei handed the small schoolbag on his shoulder to Bo Ye, "Daddy, please help me take it. I'll go up to see my mommy."

When he changed his name and called Boye's dad, Boye felt that he had been comforted a little. Maybe slowly, Tang Wei would accept himself

In the past, Bo Ye never thought that he would be so tolerant and patient with a child. Even if his mother was a murderer she hated, she could still tolerate the children between them.

Children are innocent of the crimes committed by adults Tang Wei's eyes are so innocent that he can't bear to hurt them.

Bo Ye took him to the door of Tang Shi's ward, and then two people, big and small, looked at each other, two very similar faces looked at each other, and nodded.

At this time, the purpose of father and son's action is highly consistent - Tang Wei pushed the door in and saw Tang Shi resting on the hospital bed.

"Mommy..."

He called out tentatively, and then he saw Tang Shi turn around. His pale face was full of morbid, but when he saw Tang Wei, his eyes were shining with amazing light.

"Weiwei!"

Tang Shi's eyes were red. "Why are you here?"

Tang Wei's voice also choked, "Mom, are you unhappy again?"

Unhappy, refers to the recurrence of depression.

Tang Shi laughed reluctantly, "sorry Did mom scare you again? "

"No..." Tang Wei went up, took off his shoes, climbed onto the hospital bed, and retracted into Tang Shi's arms.

His mother is very thin, but still with not warm hands hold him.

"Mom, not next time Weiwei, just come back Just come back... "

"Mommy, daddy picked me up. Did you fight?"

"No..." Tang Shi shook Tang Wei's hand and said in an almost futile voice, "no He's not your dad It's not... "As if about to cry out, Tang poetry self brainwashed again and again, but still can not deny that fact.