my husband is a killer

Chapter 214 Falling off the Cliff 8
Remember, you remember, I won't be trampled on like this, if I catch you, I will definitely not let you go!I must play you to death!
Sudden emotional agitation, blood rushing to the brain suddenly, opened the eyelids that had been closed tightly, and the hazy light shone into the eye sockets, those troubled and complicated dreams, those past events that had been buried deep and did not want to touch All scrambling to shrink back into the darkness!

The crystal desk lamp adjusted to the lowest brightness only dimly illuminated the ball in front of her eyes, the infusion stand, the medicine bottle hidden in the dark, and the infusion tube on the back of her hand, and nothing else could be seen clearly—this is Where, why is she here?She moved slightly, her whole body was in crushing pain, in that sharp pain, all the things before falling off the cliff flooded into her mind, she breathed out lowly, and blinked her eyelashes quickly!

The door was pushed open suddenly, and someone came in. She couldn't see who was coming in from her angle. She rolled her eyes, but she already knew it in her heart. In an instant, all the complicated and intertwined expressions on her face disappeared, and the corners of her mouth slanted. Raising it obliquely, showing that charming smile again, she said softly:
"I didn't expect that you really saved my life as promised this time. I thought you couldn't do what you promised me. Mr. Shao, how should I thank you this time?"

It was bright, and the man who walked to the bed looked down at her. It was indeed Shao Tang's expressionless face. He looked at the woman whose face was pale but still smiling enchantingly, and said lightly:

"The doctor said that you took care of it very well, and you were ruthless. The brachial artery and the radial artery were tightly tied up, so you could hold on to me. But your right hand has been ischemic for too long, and it is basically useless!"

"Is it useless?" She turned her head to look at her unconscious right hand. After so many years of hard training, she can shoot accurate bullets, assemble complex instruments, and hold a paper-thin blade. Is it useless like this?
She was dazed for a while, but suddenly laughed again, with a relaxed and indifferent look, covering the dark light flickering deep in her eyes:

"It only cost one hand to get the best result, so I still earned it!"

Shao Tang frowned and snorted coldly:
"Is it the best result to be half dead and lose one hand? It's really crazy!"

But she ignored his words, just blinked her eyes coquettishly:

"Didn't Young Master Shao hate me all the time? Why, at the critical moment, you still don't want to die?"

She was all smiles, his brows were slightly frowned, his thoughtful eyes fell on the other's face, and he remembered a phone call before the accident.

It was she who called him.

(End of this chapter)