Taking the medicine kit and going upstairs, she squatted by his leg and removed the gauze for him.

His injury was more serious than she imagined.

A large piece of skin peeled off on the leg, and bright red flesh can be seen...

How painful this must be!

But he didn't even frown.

She put medicine on him, and then quickly wrapped him with gauze.

He heard her inhalation getting heavier, so he opened his mouth to break the silence: "Qin An'an, the wound looks scary, but it doesn't hurt."

He wanted to comfort her.

But she didn't need his false consolation.

She poked his wound hard with her fingers.

He was caught off guard this time, and he gasped in pain.

"Tell me again, does it hurt?" She glared at him with slightly red eyes.

He put his hands behind his back, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said stiffly, "It doesn't hurt."

He bet she wouldn't dare to poke his wound again.

He hurts, and her heart hurts even more.

"Lie down and rest! You have to stay in bed for at least another week, don't run around any more!" She said angrily, turned around and went to the bathroom.

He leaned against the bedside and picked up the phone on the bedside table.

He dialed the next number and asked coldly, "How's it going?"

The man who hit him with a car tonight was shot, but it wasn't a vital part, so it wouldn't be life-threatening.

Now the man is being interrogated.

"Boss, this man is a tough guy and won't talk about life or death. We plan to give him some special means. We promise to let him confess before tomorrow morning." On the other side of the phone, the subordinate assured.

"Don't let him die before he confesses!" Fu Shiting wanted to know who was taking his life with such an inferior means.

He was in a car accident half a year ago, resulting in serious injuries and becoming a vegetative state.

He doesn't fall for the same thing twice.

After hanging up, he took out the medicine from the cabinet next to him.

He had to take four kinds of medicines in total, more than a dozen pills at a time.

After taking the medicine, he put the water glass down.

At this moment, the bathroom door opened and Qin Anan came out.

"Fu Shiting, I thought about it. Your leg injury is so serious, I still won't sleep in the same bed with you. I'm afraid that I will move around at night and touch your wound." She went to the bed and discussed with him.

"Do you really think I will hurt?" His eyes were clear and deep, "Qin An'an, you want to escape me."

Qin An'an blushed, climbed onto the bed, and sat down beside him.

"Is this all right?" She looked at him with a good-natured face. "Anyway, I don't have to worry about what you are doing to me anyway. What should I be afraid of?"

Her unbridled appearance aroused his desire to conquer.

He grabbed the back of her head with one hand, and her chin was forced to rise slightly.

His kiss came unexpectedly.

......

Three o'clock at night.

Fu Shiting stretched out his long arms towards Qin An'an and drew her body towards him.

She was afraid of touching his wound, so she kept leaning against the edge of the bed.

He was worried that she fell asleep and fell to the ground.

He pulled her to his side several times, and she was half-awake and moved to the edge of the bed.

This time, after pulling her into his arms, he didn't let go.

Her tense body gradually relaxed in her arms.

Suddenly, his phone screen lit up.

He muted it, so there was no sound for incoming calls.

He picked up the phone and answered the call.

"Boss, the interrogation is out! He said that Qin Keke ordered him to do it! Qin Keke is Miss Qin's half-sister."

Fu Shiting's breathing was a little dignified.

On the other side of the phone, his subordinate asked, "Boss, what should I do with Qin Keke? Let her die, or let her go to jail?"

Fu Shiting's Adam's apple moved, and after his thin lips touched Qin An'an's forehead, he said hoarsely, "Let her die." JrNovels.com