Cold Wife, Never Try to Escape

Everyone didn't see except Su Tinghe, who felt wrong. At this time, Fu Jin's beautiful Phoenix eyes flashed a flame like red, and his cold eyes became sharp and incomparable in an instant. Standing there for such a long time, looking at the sudden death of the best sister, without leaving a tear, the whole body seemed to be poured with ice, which was cold to the bone.

"I see. I know everything you want to tell me. Go to sleep and I'll find you the best place to live. Don't worry, I'll give you an explanation sooner or later. " After talking to himself like a devil for a long time, Fu Jin withdrew his hand and took a deep look at the face wrapped in gauze, closed his eyes and slowly covered the sheet. Standing still, he saw his lips shaking and couldn't hear what she said anymore. When everyone was watching quietly, Fu Jin fell to the ground. Su Tinghe was surprised and hurriedly reached out to catch her thin body

"Tinghe, is the child okay?" Fu Jin was carried back to his home by Su Tinghe. Zhang Xiu looked at his daughter lying on the Kang who seemed to be asleep and wiped her tears with worry.

"She's too sad. She'll be fine. Mom, you're still going to accompany aunt Hua. There's me at home. Go and tell my father that Xiaojin has me!" Su Tinghe kept holding Fu Jin's cold hand and sat on the edge of the Kang and said to Zhang Xiu.

... alas, how good it is! Your aunt Hua cried and fainted several times! I'll be there with her tonight, and your father won't pick him up. Look at Xiaojin and call me if you have something to do! Thank you, Tinghe.

"Don't worry, it's all right."

Zhang Xiu took a dress and left. Su Tinghe took off his military boots, climbed into the Kang, laid a mattress for Fu Jin, and carefully carried her to it. Seeing that she was still wearing her coat, she hesitated, stretched out her hand to open the zipper and half hugged Fu Jin to take off her coat.

Just as he was about to put it aside, the bright red behind his white coat narrowed his eyes. Su Tinghe, who had suffered numerous gunshot and knife wounds, saw at a glance that his clothes were stained with blood.

Quickly put down his clothes, looked down carefully at Fu Jin in his arms. His clothes and trousers in front were very clean, and gently turned over her body... A large piece of bright red stabbed into her seriously. Fu Jin's thin back and crimson thread clothes had been soaked with blood.

When did you get hurt? What the hell is this girl doing!

Su Tinghe, who had no time to think more, carefully put Fu Jin down and gently lifted up his clothes to check. The skin as white as jade entered his eyes and couldn't help but make su Tinghe breathe. He calmed down and opened it up. It was obvious that the knife wound just sewed made him breathe cold air. The wound that had just been sutured was torn and still bleeding. It was red and swollen all around. It looked like it was going to be inflamed.

Su Tinghe hurriedly covered Fu Jin with a quilt, jumped down and boarded the military boots, ran out of the yard, searched on the military car he came, and ran back with a first-aid kit.

Afraid that someone would suddenly come in and see Duoxin Su Tinghe lock the door of the house, he took off Fu Jin's thread clothes and untied her bra on the Kang. Although she was young, she was very plump, so she appeared in front of him without shelter. What shocked Su Tinghe was that there were two scarlet birthmarks on Fu Jin's right shoulder near his neck!

Two birthmarks are adjacent, one is round like the rising sun in the East, and the other is small and almost semicircle like the cold moon hanging in the West. Carrying the sun and moon with Kunlun? Really! Grandma's words and the birthmark on Fu Jin forced Su Tinghe to recall what he had heard before. Is this God's will? Fate?

Staring at the two birthmarks for a moment, Su Tinghe woke up when he saw the wound again. Ignoring all the provocative things in front of him, he opened the first-aid kit, disinfected Fu Jin first, and repeatedly cleaned the wound several times. Fortunately, there was only one needle that cracked. After applying the hemostatic powder and sticking the gauze, I thought about it and wrapped Fu Jin with the rest of the gauze. In this way, the wound was tightly wrapped and it was not easy to burst again.

The clothes can't be worn anymore. Su Tinghe turns out a Fu Jin shirt in the Kang cabinet and puts it on her. He carefully fastens the button, puts her body on the side and covers the quilt. Looking at the bloody clothes, Su Tinghe went down to the ground to draw water, washed the bloody clothes, and packed the bloody bandages and first-aid kits. The man who had been busy for a long time finally sat on the Kang and stared at the sleeping Fu Jin and fell into meditation

Many unexplained mysteries have been circling in my heart since I met this girl. Fu Jin has incomparable speed and flexible and strange skills. That small mountain village can never temper a kind of awe inspiring atmosphere... How to explain these? Even if you are born with a noble wind, how can you explain it? Visitors from outside? Hehe, how is it possible? She has lived here since she was a child and has never left!

Feeling a little stuffy and dizzy in his chest, Su Tinghe spread a mattress and fell down beside Fu Jin. He gently put her in his arms and stretched out his hand to pull the quilt around them.

The familiar fragrance in his breath mixed with the smell of some powder made Su Tinghe think about it. He felt like he had taken some panacea. His just discomfort disappeared, and his limbs and bones felt very refreshing. He looked down at the girl in his arms.

"Fu Jin, who the hell are you? Is it a elixir or a poison? You lead all the nerves and are willing to die! Since fate is doomed, don't run away. Will you accept me quickly? No matter what your world is like, I will protect you all my life! " He sighed softly. Su Tinghe kissed Fu Jin on the forehead, but the hot temperature immediately woke him up.

Have a fever! Touch her tentacles and it's cold. What is this? Hot forehead and cold body? Su Tinghe quickly got up, found the first-aid kit, took out two pieces of antipyretic medicine, poured a cup of warm water on the ground, came back, picked up Fu Jin and shouted softly.

"Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin, wake up. You have a fever. Come on, open your mouth and take the medicine."

"... father, Queen Mother..." Fu Jin murmured vaguely, and Su Tinghe was stunned. This girl, I've seen too much!

"Wake up, Xiao Jin. Take the medicine." Fu Jin slowly opened his eyes. In confusion, a handsome face was close in front of him. Fu tingsu drank some medicine again.

"Is it uncomfortable? Or let's drive to the hospital. " Still holding Fu Jin, Su Tinghe sat nervously asking.

"... I'm fine. I don't have to go." Shaking his head, Fu Jin lowered his eyes and felt that the pain in his back seemed to be much better. Look at the clothes on your body and get nervous. Danfeng's eyes are cold