After dreaming about the flowers of the high mountains, he actually?

As if to verify, Chong Wanying raised her hand to touch Mu Yanzhou's face.

She was very nervous, thinking that she would touch a mist, and her dream would immediately return to reality.

But when her hands really touched the warm skin, she dared to believe that this was not a dream.

The man looking at her tenderly in front of her was the man she had loved for most of her life, Mu Yanzhou.

"Yanzhou, it's really you..."

Chong Wanying endured the pain and snuggled into Mu Yanzhou's arms. Mu Yanzhou lowered his eyes and looked at her. After a while, he slowly said, "The wound doesn't hurt anymore?"

"It hurts." The color on Zhong Wanying's face has not returned yet. She has always been in pain, but now there is a happy smile on her lips: "With you by my side, it doesn't hurt so much."

Mu Yanzhou said: "The marks on your neck have turned purple and the skin has broken. If it is not treated, you will be in more pain if there is a bacterial infection."

Upon hearing what Mu Yanzhou said, Zhong Wanying raised her hand and touched her neck. Her fingertips just touched the broken skin. She took a breath: "Hiss..."

"Don't move, I'll take care of it for you." As he said that, Mu Yanzhou opened the lid of the iodophor.

This time Zhong Wanying didn't move any more.

When Mu Yanzhou was treating the marks on Chong Wanying's neck, Chong Wanying just looked at him infatuatedly, her eyes full of admiration.

"Zhizhi is ignorant, don't be angry." Mu Yanzhou suddenly said this after taking care of the marks.

Zhong Wanying immediately shook her head: "Yanzhou, I'm fine. I don't mind. Zhizhi just misunderstood me."

Mu Yanzhou smiled and said, "Zhi Zhi has a personality that follows me and is too stubborn."

Chong Wanying said with a bitter tongue: "Zhizhi does look a lot like you, especially her eyebrows and eyes. They are very similar to you."

Anyone who has met Mu Yanzhou and Wen Zhi at the same time will definitely see the similarities in the eyebrows of the father and daughter.

Wen Zhi's eye shape, distance between his eyes, and the shape of his eyebrows are all very similar to Mu Yanzhou's, and there are very few parts that resemble Wen Yinxi.

Every time Zhong Wanying sees Wen Zhi's features, she can't help but get distracted, because the person in her mind is Mu Yanzhou.

Mu Yanzhou put the iodophor into the medicine box, then took out a syringe and a bottle of medicine, and in front of Zhong Wanying, he sucked the medicine in the bottle into the syringe.

Zhong Wanying watched helplessly, with confusion in her eyes: "Yanzhou, what are you doing?"

The smile on Mu Yanzhou's eyebrows was as gentle as before: "It's a tetanus shot."

At this moment, Zhong Wanying would believe whatever Mu Yanzhou said. When he said it was a tetanus shot, she believed it, and her heart felt warm: "Yanzhou, thank you."

Mu Yanzhou didn't answer. He pushed the medicine in the syringe and said softly: "Close your eyes."

Chong Wanying did as she was told, snuggled into Mu Yanzhou's arms and closed her eyes.

Zhan Feng, who was standing not far outside the car, glanced into the car from time to time. The window was not closed. From his vision, he saw countless scenes of Mr. Mu and Zhong Wanying being almost intimate.

Zhan Feng frowned and said to himself: "What is Mr. Mu planning to do?"

He wanted to get closer and take a look.

However, when he took two steps, the car window on the other side slowly rose up. The one-way glass completely blocked Zhanfeng's sight, and nothing could be seen in the car.

Zhan Feng's eyebrows twisted into the Chinese character "Sichuan", and his heart became increasingly anxious.

Mu Yanzhou slowly pushed the syringe and injected the potion into Chong Wanying's body bit by bit. She didn't struggle at all and kept her eyes closed.

She didn't open her eyes until he pulled out the needle.

Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly felt as if all her strength had been suddenly taken away from her body, and she fell down like a puddle of mud.

Mu Yanzhou just watched with cold eyes and did not reach out to help her.

"Yan Zhou..." Zhong Wanying's weak body leaned against the inner wall of the car door, unable to move any further.

And her red eyes were already filled with fear.

Mu Yanzhou took off the needle from the syringe, carefully put it away, and put the syringe back into the medicine cabinet.After doing this slowly, Mu Yanzhou looked at Zhong Wanying. His face, which looked a little sick due to long-term poor health, was covered with chills.

He asked: "Does it hurt less?"

Chong Wanying was stunned.

My neck doesn't hurt so much anymore.

But her body felt like a puddle of mud, which made her suffer even more than smelling the soothing incense soaked in the potion.

She couldn't move at all.

Could it be that there was something wrong with the medicine Mu Yanzhou injected into her just now?

Mu Yanzhou opened her thin lips and read out a name: "Hong Wanying."

The voice fell instantly.

Zhong Wanying's pupils suddenly tightened.

What frightened Zhong Wanying even more was that Mu Yanzhou had a knife in his hand.The knife was covered in almost dry blood, and it even looked familiar.

Soon, the scene of Wen Zhi cutting off the flesh of his fingers with a knife appeared in Zhong Wanying's mind...

But at this time, Mu Yanzhou specifically asked: "Does it look familiar?"

Chong Wanying shook her head: "Yanzhou, what are you going to do?"

Mu Yanzhou slowly picked up Chong Wanying's hand and moved the knife close to her finger. When Chong Wanying realized what Mu Yanzhou might do, she couldn't scream.

Accompanied by a squeaking sound.

It was the sound of flesh being cut.

When Zhong Wanying calmed down, she saw that a piece of flesh had been cut off from her index finger...

Blood spattered on Mu Yanzhou's clothes like pillars, but he didn't care. The indifference between his brows and eyes made it clear that this moment was Zhong Wanying's hell on earth.

Chong Wanying was in so much pain that she could barely scream, and could only watch helplessly as her fingers continued to bleed.

When she looked at Mu Yanzhou again, the love in her eyes turned into hatred, and she spoke hoarsely: "Mu Yanzhou, why are you doing this to me! Why..."

The tenderness in Mu Yanzhou's eyebrows has long since disappeared. He took out his mobile phone. The screen was currently recording, and 26 minutes had passed.

In other words, the recording started as soon as I got on the bus in Mu Yanzhong.

And the reason why he recorded it was to clean up Wen Zhi's fault for kidnapping Chong Wanying. After Chong Wanying's personal forgiveness, the recording was over.

Mu Yanzhou could endure anything except his daughter being accused of murder in the future.

He wanted to remove Wen Zhi completely from this matter.

He said: "Zhizhi is ignorant and was reckless this time. Don't blame her."

Zhong Wanying's face was painful, and the blood on her fingers was still seeping out. She called him with a trembling voice: "Mu Yanzhou, I don't blame her..."

Mu Yanzhou asked: "Does this time have something to do with Zhizhi?"

"No, it has nothing to do with Zhizhi." Zhong Wanying shook her head. She couldn't see the screen of the phone that was recording. She only hoped that her obedience could bring out a trace of Mu Yanzhou's pity for her.

Mu Yanzhou smiled in relief.

After receiving Chong Wanying's forgiveness, he clicked on the screen to stop the recording, then saved the recording and quickly sent a copy to each of Gu Rang and Zhan Feng.

This is evidence that Wen Zhi was involved in the matter.

Finally, Mu Yanzhou put away his cell phone as he wished, and his eyes fell on Chong Wanying, his eyebrows turned cold: "Hong Wanying, now is the time to settle old accounts."

I still haven’t made it up today, I’ll try to update it as soon as possible tomorrow.