I looked down and saw that Rachel's hand, casually resting on my arm, was pressing against my wound. Sticky blood gushed out. Noticing that something was wrong, Rachel looked down at her hand.Her delicate hand, which had never done any hard work, was now covered in my blood. She took a step back in panic, her face ashen.Her friend pointed out, "Looks like your boyfriend is hurt. You should take him to the hospital."I had three broken ribs, which almost pierced my lungs.My right leg was also fractured from the motorcycle falling on it. I almost became a cripple.My parents were abroad. I didn't want them to worry, so I didn't tell them that I was injured and hospitalized. Instead, I paid for a personal nurse to take care of me.Rachel came to see me every day, but I never said a word to her.This time, I was truly mad. I even considered breaking up with her.Three days later, Rachel was sent to the hospital after she jumped off a building.After coming out of the operatin
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