Chapter 784 The news is fake

Qiao Chengxun suddenly felt a dry throat, snatched the sharp weapon from the girl's hand with his right hand, pinched the main artery on her wrist with his left hand, and raised it up.

Turning around and shouting: "Gentleman, what are you doing, come in!"

"Come, come..." Bu Qingyuan quickly ran in.

Even if she had practiced housework, she couldn't match Qiao Chengxun's brute strength. When she came to the room, she was out of breath.

He opened the medicine box he carried with him, and without daring to waste any time, he took out the medicine and gauze, and helped Wen Ti'er bandage the wound.

Wen Ti'er nestled in the man's arms in a daze, her eyes could no longer be opened, and a weak voice came out of her mouth, "What are you doing here... I can almost get rid of you..."

"Shut up!" Qiao Chengxun lowered his head and shouted angrily.

Wen Ti'er was in a daze, and tried to grab the corner of his clothes with her left hand, but she couldn't use the strength.

Qiao Chengxun was wearing a white bathrobe with his unfastened neckline slightly open.

Wen Ti'er no longer had the energy to appreciate the beautiful scenery, and said weakly: "You are cruel to me...I don't want to see you...Go away..."

Qiao Chengxun couldn't help bowing his head when he heard the girl's hoarse complaint.

"Sorry, I feel bad, don't talk."

"But I don't want to see you again..."

Hearing this, Qiao Chengxun lowered his head again, lightly licked her pale lips, and said softly: "Tie, don't talk, I'll take you to the hospital later, you'll be fine."

"Don't..." Wen Ti'er tried to struggle, and the left hand that was gently clenched by Bu began to move.

Bu lightly looked down at her pale, round face, and said angrily: "Young Mistress, if you move this hand again, it will be useless, don't move it!"

"Let me go...I won't go to the hospital..." Wen Ti'er was still struggling rationally, but her body couldn't use her strength.

Qiao Chengxun hugged the girl's body tightly, and said in a deep voice: "Tie, you are sick now, don't move around, when you go to the hospital, the doctor will cure your depression."

"I'm not sick, it's you...they who are sick..." Wen Ti'er lowered her head weakly, her consciousness became weaker and weaker, and she almost couldn't hold on.

Qiao Chengxun lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and said in a hoarse voice, "Hey, close your eyes, and you'll be fine once you wake up."

Wen Tier's eyelids finally closed.

On the mobile phone on the bedside, the live broadcast is still going on.

The barrage style has changed again.

[Young Master Qiao looks so handsome in his nightgown! 】

[So that news is fake, right?Qiao Shao and Wen Ti'er's relationship is obviously very good. 】

[Yes, their relationship is obviously very good. 】

[It turns out that Wen Ti'er just suffered from depression, it's so scary!I almost killed an innocent talented woman. 】

【Depression is terrible. Just now I encouraged her to commit suicide, sweating a lot. 】

【Fortunately, Young Master Qiao arrived in time and prevented a suicide tragedy】

……

Bu Qingnian had learned simple first aid in the army, and quickly bandaged the wound, but Wen Tier lost too much blood and had to be sent to the hospital.

"Master, the wound has been treated temporarily."

Qiao Chengxun nodded, Huo Di hugged the girl horizontally, and strode out.

Bu Qingqing wanted to follow, but suddenly thought of something, turned around and looked at the mobile phone driving by the bed.

The situation was urgent when I came, and I didn't have time to turn off the live broadcast, and all the netizens saw what happened just now.

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