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Chapter 130 He really fell!
"Say, what's the matter?"

"Huaqiang and the others failed to deal with Lin Xiaoting!"

Five big men can't even deal with a little girl, what a ghost!
"What?!" Leng Aotian was sullen, and cursed, "Things that are more than successful than failures! Ask Hua Qiang to come see me!".

"It's already here!"

On the terrazzo floor in the courtyard, there were ten men's arms scattered all over the place. Each arm was cut off cruelly from the root of the armpit, dripping with blood.

Under the illumination of the street lamp, the blood-stained stumped arm looked even more pale and frightening.

Leng Aotian's face was ashen, his brows were serious, and he looked at the bloody scene in front of him with gloomy eyes. He thought that he had been in Los Angeles for decades, and it was always his job to intimidate others. Unexpectedly, today, he was put on the table by his own son. together!
His son not only rescued the man, but also killed his man, and it was fine if he did it, and he did not forget to throw him in front of him to demonstrate and warn him.

very good!

Brat, like Lao Tzu!

Amon looked at Leng Aotian's ashen face, and asked cautiously, "Master, what should we do?"

At first, Leng Aotian was furious, and he was indeed very angry by Leng Yanxiu's actions.

But after thinking about it, he became very excited again, and there were a few weird laughs from the corners of his mouth.

Finally let him catch his son's weakness!

"Let me deal with all these disgusting things!"

"Yes!" Amon asked again, "What about Lin Xiaoting?"

What Amon wanted to ask was whether he should find another chance to kill Lin Xiaoting.

Leng Aotian further analyzed that everything has two sides, Lin Xiaoting's appearance may bring about two aspects of influence.

One, Leng Yanxiu continued to fight against him for her sake.

Second, maybe Lin Xiaoting could help him resolve the conflict between father and son.

If Lin Xiaoting can really be used to mend the rift between him and his son, it might be a good way to try.

Thinking of this, Leng Aotian was in a good mood, he recruited Amon, and whispered something in his ear.

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In Ward 9 of Vip, Leng Yanxiu and Mu Shaoyan chatted for a while, Lin Xiaoting's fever subsided, and she was sweating all over.

Leng Yanxiu wrung out a towel to wipe her sweat, his carefulness provoked Mu Shaoyan to fold his arms and smack his lips.

Leng Yanxiu, you really fell for it!
After the fever subsided, Lin Xiaoting slept soundly for a while, maybe it was the conversation between Leng Yanxiu and Mu Shaoyan that woke her up, she opened her eyes in a daze, feeling the pain in her body, it was so hard to breathe.

Thoughts came back, but still stayed at the moment of injury, the man's hideous face flashed in his mind, and lewd laughter filled his eardrums.

"Ah..." Lin Xiaoting let out a scream at first, and then began to struggle. She pulled out the oxygen tube indiscriminately, the hanging needle in her hand shook violently, and the wound on her arm broke free.

"Don't...don't touch me...get away...ah..."

Lin Xiaoting fell into madness and fear, her voice was hoarse.

"Oops!"

The two men chatting on the sofa by the window rushed over after noticing Lin Xiaoting's strange behavior.

Mu Shaoyan said quickly, "Hold her down quickly, don't let her move around! The iron spike pierced her lung, if she moves around, it may cause internal bleeding!"

Leng Yanxiu grabbed Lin Xiaoting's wrist, gritted his teeth and stared at Mu Shaoyan, "Why didn't you tell me? Didn't you say she's fine?!"

"I didn't tell you, because I was afraid you would worry!"

Mu Shaoyan frowned, and pressed her throbbing legs, "It's useless for you to stare at me now, find a way to appease her, she can't be stimulated anymore!"

Leng Yanxiu looked at Lin Xiaoting anxiously, the little girl was crazy, her lips were pale, her empty eyes were full of fear, she was struggling and howling, with violent coughing mixed with her screams .

"Ah...cough cough...Leng Yanxiu...cough cough cough..."

Hearing her call out his name, Leng Yanxiu's heart suddenly ached, "Lin Xiaoting! Lin Xiaoting... Don't be afraid... I'm here... I'm Leng Yanxiu... I'm here to save you... Lin Xiaoting... ..."

"Don't...cough cough cough..."

"Lin Xiaoting, I'm Leng Yanxiu, look at me...I'm really Leng Yanxiu, don't be afraid, you're fine...Lin Xiaoting, be good..." Leng Yanxiu called her name as softly as possible,

In the chaotic consciousness, a familiar voice came faintly, and as he shouted over and over again, Lin Xiaoting's separated thoughts were finally pulled back gradually.

Leng Yanxiu came to save her!
She heard his voice, and he smelled the familiar woody notes on him.

He really came!
Lin Xiaoting gradually let go of her resistance and struggle. She opened her misty eyes and vaguely saw a man's face.

The sharp-edged face gradually became clearer, the familiar appearance, it was him, that's right!

The moment she saw him, tears of helplessness and grievance burst out in her heart. She cried so hard that tears flowed down her eyes.

"Uncle..."

Leng Yanxiu let go of her wrist, reached out to hold her face, and gently wiped away the tears on her face with his fingers, "It's okay, it's okay, you're safe! Be good, don't cry!"

"I was raped by the bad guys...cough cough..."

She coughed, and the tears kept coming out, and she couldn't wipe them off.

Leng Yanxiu understood what she was referring to, and immediately comforted him, "You didn't! They didn't do anything to you. I arrived in time, and I beat those bad guys away!"

"You didn't lie to me...but I'm in so much pain..."

Crystal tears flickered in her eyes, and Leng Yanxiu's tone was unimaginably gentle, "I didn't lie to you, you were just hurt! You have a needle in your hand, lie down obediently and don't move, please be obedient ?”

Leng Yanxiu just straightened up, Lin Xiaoting thought he was going to leave, and hurriedly reached out to grab his hand, "Don't go!"

"I won't go." Leng Yanxiu sat down by the bed and held her hand, "I will always be with you!"

Lin Xiaoting nodded and asked again, "Where am I..."

"You are in the hospital, you are safe." Leng Yanxiu said.

Lin Xiaoting looked at the environment in front of her with suspicious eyes, "This is not a hospital!"

The hospital she had seen was not like this!
"It's a hospital, a VIP ward, which is different from ordinary wards." Leng Yanxiu explained patiently.

"I'm not dreaming?"

"It's not a dream, it's real."

"Oh."

Only then did Lin Xiaoting feel relieved, her emotions finally stabilized, she no longer shed tears, she just opened her big eyes and silently looked at Leng Yanxiu.

She felt like she was dreaming, and was afraid that he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

While Leng Yanxiu was comforting Lin Xiaoting, Mu Shaoyan brought medicine and bandages, and prepared to treat Lin Xiaoting's wound again. The wound on his arm was stitched up seven times, and now it is bleeding again after such a toss.

Seeing Mu Shaoyan, who was wearing a mask and fully armed, coming to lift off her clothes, Lin Xiaoting...

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(End of this chapter)