When he came to the emergency room, the man put her down gently, his expression was pale, and his eyes never fell on her.

Qiao Yimo moved his lips, and an unknown emotion flashed under his eyes, as if he was lost and sad, but quickly returned to normal, nodded, "Okay."

She answered quickly and behaved, but the man still didn't look at her.

After a while, Qiao Yimo also retracted his gaze, and then he heard a sound of footsteps walking outside the door.

The director of surgery hurriedly walked to the bed, looked at the wound on Qiao Yimo's arm for a while, and calmly said: "The wound is a bit deep. It is not ruled out that there is glass in it. Later, you may need to disinfect and remove the debris. It will be very painful, can you? "

Qiao Yimo nodded and hummed slightly.

Outside.

After leaving the emergency room, the man did not leave directly, but stopped and listened to the conversation inside.

When the man heard the word glass, his eyes were red!

He had been avoiding her eyes just now, not daring to look at her, let alone looking at her wounds, he was afraid that the self-blame and panic in his eyes would be caught by her.

He no longer blames her for being strong.

She never said it hurts, and she never shed tears.

But does it really hurt?

of course not.

She is also a person, a woman, flesh and blood, but also painful, and also needs to be protected.

It's just that she always pretends to be very easy-going or indifferent.

At this moment, there was a panic shout in the corridor suddenly, Leng Tiong raised his eyes and narrowed his eyes.

"Where is Yimo?" Su Zhe's expression was faint, and he didn't seem very worried, but the messy breathing still betrayed him.

Leng Tiong looked down, and said calmly: "Emergency room."

Su Zhe heard that, the handsome face became heavier and darker, "Since she followed you, she has suffered more injuries than she has eaten."

Last time in the tea house, I helped him block the bullets. I came to participate in the game now and got injured again inexplicably.

If this matter is spread out, I am afraid it will be laughed to death by people from other forces in Country M!

Leng Tien pursed his lips, without talking!

It's him who doesn't use it, it's his waste, and he can't even protect his own woman.

What's more, the former Qiao Yimo, let alone injured, is difficult for anyone who wants to hurt her!

Suddenly, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket rang, Leng Tiong reached out and touched it, and then took it out.

After the call was connected, there was a low and hoarse male voice on the other end.

Leng Juan squinted his eyes slightly when he heard the words, "Okay, I will pass now."

*

Emergency room on the second floor.

After Bo Hua went to the scene of the crime, he found that there were still people alive. In order to facilitate the confession, he directly brought the live mouth to the doctor here.

Lengjuan stood quietly by the bed, looking down at the black-clothed man on the bed, the air pressure was very low all over his body.

The man squinted his eyes, his voice was cold, "Say, who asked you to come over?"

The man in black lying half-lying on the bed said nothing, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

The man raised his leg and kicked hard.

The blood spurted directly from the mouth, and the man in black remained silent.

The man squinted those ruthless peach eyes, and prepared to step forward again.

"Master Tiong, don't ask any more, this person's mouth is tight, and he has asked a lot just now, but he doesn't say anything." Bo Hua stood on the side, very distressed.

Leng Tiong listened to her words, her delicate thin lips pursed, and her whole body exuded an extremely cold breath.

"Let me see if your mouth is hard, or my fist is hard!"

The voice fell, and the man punched the man in black on the face.

The blood on the black-clothed man's chest wound continued to bleed, and the blood from his mouth also kept flowing out. JrNovels.com