God, he's a paranoid

Chapter 843 Yoyo, did you scare you just now?

"Gong Hanjue, I don't care about you, you can do whatever you like." After saying that, Sally turned around and walked out. Her figure was somewhat lonely, after all, she was treated like this by her son.

After Sally left, Shen Fei'er stood there with a pale face. She didn't know whether she should follow, because she had clearly seen a trace of disgust in Sally's eyes just now.

"Miss Shen, it's your turn now."

Gong Hanjue said.

Shen Fei'er was a little puzzled, she recovered from her daze, and looked at Gong Hanjue in puzzlement.

"Why, can't remember?" Gong Hanjue said, gently raised Gu Youran's injured hand, "This is your masterpiece."

Hearing this, Sally paled a little and shook her head quickly, "It's not me."

"It's not you?" Gong Hanjue snorted coldly, "Dare to do it but dare not admit it, Shen Feier, you are really embarrassing for your Shen family."

Shen Fei'er dared not speak.

"I'm not making things difficult for you, have you seen the fruit knife on the table?" Gong Hanjue said and looked away.

Shen Fei'er followed suit, but when she saw the knife, her body trembled for no reason.

"You just need to put it in the palm of your hand and swipe it lightly..." Gong Hanjue gestured with his own hands to swipe the blade with his bare hands.

Seeing this, Shen Fei'er staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Do not……"

She looked at Gong Hanjue with horror on his face.

But Gong Hanjue didn't give her a chance to refuse, "If you don't do it, don't blame me for finding someone to do it yourself. If I do, it won't be my hands, but my face." Gong Hanjue deliberately The expression on that face was extremely gloomy.

A trace of fear flashed across Shen Fei'er's face, and she shook her head violently.

"No." She even subconsciously protected her cheeks.

"Choose by yourself, I only give you three seconds."

After the words fell, Gong Hanjue counted, "One, two..." Before he could say three words, Shen Fei'er ran over tremblingly, picked up the sharp fruit knife, and put it in his pocket. On the palm of his hand, a beautiful face is full of fear.

Seeing this, Gong Hanjue added, "I request that the wound must not be shallower than one centimeter. If it cannot be achieved, then don't blame me for having someone patch it up on your face."

Hearing the sound, Shen Fei'er's whole body trembled.

What is the concept of a centimeter, she no longer has the heart to think about it, and stretches out her hand to hold the blade tightly.

In the next second, only an earth-shattering sound of participation was heard, and Shen Fei'er fell into a pool of blood.

Only then did Gong Hanjue order someone to take her out, and after the floor was cleaned, Gu Youran looked at Gong Hanjue and said, "Shouldn't you be resting?"

"I'm not tired." Gong Hanjue said, "On the contrary, you are tired. Come, I will share half of my bed with you."

Gu Youran watched Gong Hanjue allocate half of his hospital bed to her, and gave him an annoyed look, "Don't make trouble, this is the ward."

Gong Hanjue ignored her protest, stretched out his hand, and pulled her into his arms.

A long-lost hug, Gu Youran nestled in his arms a little intoxicated, and Gong Hanjue hugged her even more tightly.

"Gu Youran, did you scare you just now?"

Gong Hanjue asked in a deep voice.

Gu Youran shook her head, "No."

"Really?" Gong Hanjue rubbed the back of her ear and chuckled, "It turns out that Youyou has become more courageous."

Gu Youran listened to Gong Hanjue's ridicule, but did not speak. She thought of the scene when Gong Hanjue's blood stained the auditorium, and she felt a faint pain in her heart. She could no longer be weak, she needed to become strong, a strong one could protect Gong Han Jue.

(End of this chapter)