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She has been looking at Mo Yufeng, Qin Jinming only blocked her for a few minutes. Before that, she did not see any injury to Mo Yufeng.

Gu xiatong still doesn't know when he was injured.

After a night's defense, Gu xiatong has never closed her eyes. At the moment, she can't support herself. She sleeps next to the hospital bed

When Mo Yufeng wakes up, he sees Gu xiatong lying on the edge of the hospital bed.

Frowning, Mo Yufeng wants to sit up from the hospital bed.

But as soon as he sat up, the pain began to spread and finally fell back.

In this way, between a back and forth, enough to try several times, Mo Yufeng can finally endure the pain to sit up.

Pull out the infusion tube, ink Yufeng support himself from the bed down, will Gu xiatong to the bed to lie down.

When such a large project is completed, Mo Yufeng's forehead is full of cold sweat, and his lips are pale enough to bear to look directly at.

When lying down, Mo Yufeng is still breathing heavily, as if he had done some strenuous exercise.

He took a look at Gu xiatong, and then re inserted the infusion tube into the back of his hand.

Infusion tube is so tossed, half of which is blood, ink Yufeng adjusted for a long time, so that the liquid inside the normal flow.

After a while, Mo Yufeng held Gu xiatong's with another free hand under the quilt and fell asleep again --

with the two protagonists sleeping, the atmosphere at the other end of the city is not as quiet as here, but more serious.

Luxurious villa, spacious space, brilliant ceramic tile, resplendent hall.

These decorations and decorations all looked so attractive, but at the moment, everyone was waiting with their heads down.

The direction in which they bowed their heads was the man sitting on the sofa.

The old man has thick and thick inverted eight eyebrows, single eyelid eyes, a straight and sharp nose, and a slightly dark thin lip.

All this shows the man's inhumanity, as well as his cool nature.

Maybe it's because of the contour and eyebrows that a slight lift of an eye, or a mere expressionless face, is enough to make a cold sweat on the back.

He had no beard, his hair was gray, and he was no longer young.

"It was our miscalculation that made them escape." The man who was pulled by Qin Jinming yesterday bowed his head and answered.

"Miscalculation?" The old man chewed the word carefully.

The man can only hang his head lower. "We are not capable."

"Incompetent?" The old man repeated softly.

"We are willing to be punished for not enough ability and too arrogant."

As soon as this sentence came out, several rows of people behind that person repeated one side loudly, "willing to be punished."

"You know what to do." The old man stopped looking at them, but a group of people did not dare to say more.

"Adoptive father, according to the past experience, they are really difficult to deal with."

Faith, who had been standing behind the old man, came forward.

"So I made a special trip." The old man's thick eyebrows wrinkled, his eyes like substance, with the power of destruction.

Faith quickly lowered his head. "It's my incompetence. My adoptive father can punish him as much as he wants. I'm sorry I broke the sign of the Stege family, but please give me another chance."

"My chance is not so good, you have let me down twice."

"Again and again, no more than three. Please listen to my adoptive father and make plans for the next time."

"Say it."

"It's like this..."

Sitting on the sofa, the old man, the "adoptive father" in FIS's mouth, is the head of the Stege family.

In the family, the owner has the supreme right to control the rise and fall of the whole family, even more so.

His face has a chill, the most exaggerated one is the newborn baby saw him, suddenly burst into tears.

It is said that he was scared to cry.

With this face, no one can challenge Stege's dignity. What's more, his ruthless wrist and decisive style of killing all make people feel scared and turn pale.

But under the appearance of fear and panic, his love of accepting adopted children gradually spread.

It is an indisputable fact that almost all people who know Stege know his hobby.

As time went by, it spread from ten to one hundred. Later, some people ignored sterch's methods and directly equated him with those who were greedy for pleasure.

Since the adoption of his adoptive son and daughter, Stege has become extremely contradictory.

For example, his insincerity in front of his subordinates just now, when he arrived at his adoptive son FIS, he was still fierce, but he finally eased down.

Because of this, faith offered to give him another chance. After hearing about his plan, Sturge nodded and agreed.

"You'd better make sure that it goes smoothly. There's never a chance that the stetches will miss anything they want."Except for that one.

Sturge would not say much about it.

At the end of the business, Sturge suddenly looked at FIS magically, scanning him up and down.

"I haven't seen you for a while. Your figure is as good as ever."

Hearing this, faith knew what the adoptive father meant.

He did not say much, just smile to do invitation, "adoptive father please."

There's a special room upstairs where faith and Sturge come in. There are strange looking tools on the walls, on the floor, on the cabinets.

Knowing that Sturge would be excited to see these things, FIS closed the door with a smile -

soon, there was a strange sound coming from upstairs, but the people who were watching downstairs still looked the same, just felt normal.

……

Mo Yufeng and Gu xiatong wake up together. It's getting late outside.

It's another day, and it's gone.

"You are awake."

"Wake up."

They both spoke at the same time.

There was a pause.

"Does the wound still hurt?"

"Hungry?"

At the same time.

Gu xiatong opened the quilt, opened the clothes of Mo Yufeng and looked at the wound on his waist.

The bandage has some bleeding, it seems that there is a tendency to spread.

How can it be good if it goes on like this?

Gu xiatong's face sank, "did you hold me up?"

She remembered that she had been lying beside the bed before.

"Yes."

"You are really..." Gu xiatong was unable to speak.

When the call bell was pressed, doctors and nurses outside immediately knocked on the door.

Gu xiatong has been sitting back on the chair, staring at the doctor for Mo Yufeng to do all kinds of inspection, by the way, to change the bandage, re bandage the wound.

"Take it easy, chief executive. It may hurt a little." The doctor tried to keep his hands from shaking.

This is the president in front of you. If you are not happy, it is possible to fire him.

The doctor was a little scared.

"Just bandage him. He has thick skin and won't hurt." Gu xiatong's voice with a little pique rang up.

She has not seen such as Mo Yufeng "do not know what to do", otherwise the body when the capital.

Seeing that the president did not refute, the doctor felt that the president's wife's words might work, so he stopped saying more and began to take action.