Warm Marriage: Sheng Pampers His Wife

Chapter 14 I'm hurt
Song Ying ran out of the forest in one breath.

It was dark, and she couldn't see the branches and forks around her clearly, but she was worried that Chen Rui would return, so she didn't care to pay so much attention.

So when I got out of the woods, I felt burning pain on my face, neck, and hands as soon as I was relieved.

The security guard was still waiting for his companions to come to support him, and suddenly saw Song Ying running out in a panic. He was dazed, and stretched his head to look at the dark forest: "Miss, the person who held you just now Woolen cloth?"

Touching her forehead, she inadvertently touched a little sticky wetness, frowning tightly, Song Ying said: "Run away."

"Run away?" The security guard called out in surprise, "Where did you go?"

"I don't know." Song Ying removed her hand from her forehead, "Maybe it's Ximen!"

The west gate is the back gate of the complex. The security guard's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly reported to his superior, "That person may have run towards the west gate. Please pay attention to check the people coming and going."

Song Ying stood beside her, and after hearing what he said, she raised her foot and was about to leave.

Although she told Chen Rui that she would not be held accountable, he was the one who wanted to hurt her.It is impossible for her to think that the danger of him does not exist, so even if she does not arrest Chen Rui this time, she will scare him.

But if he happened to be caught by these security guards in the community, it would be his life.It has nothing to do with her being the victim.

Song Ying thought about it a little coldly, and walked forward without looking back.

The security guard quickly called her to stop, "Miss, you can't leave now, the criminal who held you hostage has not been caught yet, we need you to explain the situation here."

Song Ying withdrew her stepping foot, and gave the security guard a gentle smile, "I'm injured, and I want to go back to fix the wound first, can we talk about this matter tomorrow?"

Only then did the security guard see that Song Ying was wounded.

With a cry, the security guard hastily apologized, "I'm sorry, miss, it was my negligence. I'm really sorry. But you see that this matter has not been resolved, why don't you leave your contact information first, in case you need something Looking for you, I have a way to contact you."

"It doesn't matter." Song Ying reported her name and address, and said sincerely: "Then I will go up first, and I won't disturb your work."

Anyway, human life is important, besides, the victim is not seriously injured so far, which is a blessing in misfortune.The security guard comforted himself and waved Song Ying to leave.

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After going upstairs, Song Ying opened the door of the apartment and stood at the entrance for half a minute before putting on her shoes and entering the house.

Before Zhong Yi left, she should have cleaned the house for her. The living room was clean, and the used body wash bottle on the bathroom sink was gone.

Song Ying looked at the empty place and curled the corners of her mouth.Then I washed my hands and went to the medicine cabinet.

Because he deliberately protected his face with his hands while running, there were no obvious wounds on his face, only a piece of flesh the size of a little finger was hung from his forehead.

But there are too many hands, and there are injuries on the back of the hand and the tiger's mouth.

Then the most serious injury is the neck.

In the end, Chen Rui slipped his hand, and the fruit knife inadvertently cut a five or six centimeter cut on Song Ying's neck. Fortunately, the wound was not deep and did not hurt the blood vessels, otherwise Song Ying would not be staying at home now , but went to the hospital.

Taking out medical alcohol and disinfecting it with hydrogen peroxide, Song Ying found gauze and wrapped it around her neck.

Then it was on the forehead and hands, which were sterilized and put on waterproof band-aids.

After finishing these meticulously, it was almost 10:30.

Song Ying looked at her phone, closed the medicine box, sat up and called Zhou Qingyun.

Over there, Zhou Qingyun probably made the arrangements. The phone rang twice before Mama Yang's voice came out of the microphone, "Miss Song?"

"It's me." Song Ying reported with a polite smile, "Have Aunt Xia and the others arrived home? I've already arrived, and I'm about to rest."

"The wife and the young master are both back." Yang's mother said, "Miss Song, as long as you get home safely, the wife has not rested yet, do you want to talk to her?"

Song Ying already had Zhou Qingyun's contact information, so she called Xia's landline because she didn't want to delay her sleep at night, so she said, "No, it's late, so don't bother her."

"Hey! Yes, yes." Yang's mother replied with a smile on her face. Look, this is what the eldest lady looks like. The previous Song Mianmian is far from Miss Song.

I just don't know what is wrong with Song Dao'an's mind, his heart is all on Song Mianmian, and he doesn't care about Song Ying, his heart is almost to the Pacific Ocean.

Yang's mother slandered Song Dao'an, chatting with Song Ying with a smile on her face.

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Upstairs, Xia Tingjin was rolling on the bed while holding the phone.

A Ying said that she would report her safety when she got home, but she hasn't heard from her yet.

Could it be that something happened to her?Or, did she forget?
Two emotions of worry and anxiety rolled in his heart alternately, Xia Tingjin looked at Song Ying's photo in the album, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

He really wanted to make a call, but if Ah Ying fell asleep, he would disturb her.

Xia Tingjin couldn't hold it comfortably, and at the end, a carp jumped up from the bed and went downstairs to eat supper.

When he reached the stairs, he heard Mama Yang's unrestrained laughter, and felt that it was Song Ying on the other end of the phone. Xia Tingjin stepped down the stairs in a few steps, stopped in front of Mama Yang, and asked repeatedly: "Is it Ah Ying?"

Yang Ma glanced at Xia Tingjin, then turned her head to look at the mute microphone, and shook her head decisively, "No."

A look of disappointment appeared on Xia Tingjin's face, "It's not her! But she said she would call when she gets home."

Yang's mother is now afraid that Xia Tingjin will mention Song Ying at night, but if Song Ying doesn't report her safety tonight, Xia Tingjin will probably sit here and wait without sleeping tonight.

Mama Yang gritted her teeth and simply lied, "Miss Song already called!" Anyway, Song Ying really called, so it doesn't matter if she pushes the time forward by ten, twenty or ten minutes.

Surprise immediately appeared on Xia Tingjin's face, and he grabbed Yang Ma's sleeve: "When?"

He was very inquisitive, and Mama Yang couldn't help but praise her wit, coughed and said, "15 minutes ago."

Xia Tingjin's face collapsed, "Why didn't you call me?"

"I thought you had rested."

Xia Tingjin was speechless.

When he was eleven or twelve years old, he wouldn't show such a mixed expression of helplessness and sadness. Yang's mother couldn't bear it, so she thought about it and said: "But tomorrow is the weekend, you can still go see the second young master. Miss Song's."

Xia Tingjin: "Really? Then I'm going to think about what to bring to Aying tomorrow. Well, let's have some snacks this afternoon. Aying likes to eat jujube cake. I'm going to buy it for her tomorrow. By the way, there's also soup, Mom said that Ah Ying's complexion is not good, and she needs to drink more soup to make up for it, so I'll bring her some soup..."

Yang's mother: "..." Suddenly regretted that she had softened her heart.

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