Cute wife is too delicious: President, please restrain

"Bear it."

As soon as he Hanyi's voice fell, his wrist turned.

"Ah!" Jun Luo uttered an earth shaking scream. Her white face was as white as a piece of paper, her body had to be like a chaff sieve, and a big cold sweat rolled down her forehead.

Jun Luo trembled and looked at he Hanyi. His hand was really cruel!

"Junluo, are you okay?"

Ningqiao walked quickly to the tunnel.

"It hurts me." Jun Luo raised her wrist. Although the dislocated place had recovered, the remaining pain had not disappeared.

"You sit here and relax." Ning Qiaoqiao helped her sit down on the sofa and said to he Hanyi, "come and sit here and take off your clothes. I'll find you some medicine."

"Buckle."

At this time, three light buttons suddenly came from the door.

Ning Qiao's eyes flashed and looked at Yu shaomo. Jun Luo and he Hanyi frowned, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little depressed.

"You go to the bathroom first." Yu shaomo frowned slightly.

He Hanyi and junluo didn't say anything. They got up and walked quickly to the bathroom. Yu shaomo turned and walked to open the door.

"Mr. Yu, the owner asked me to send it to you. He said you might need it."

Standing outside the door was a man who often followed heqingcheng and presented a box.

Yu shaomo loosened his frown and said nothing. He nodded at him and reached out to take the box.

"The master asked me to ask young master he San, is he seriously injured? Do you need to send a doctor? But I'm afraid we'll have to wait a while in this situation. " The man inquired.

Yu shaomo thought about he Hanyi's face just now and estimated that he was not hurt enough to need first aid: "it's all right. Don't call a doctor. If necessary, we'll contact your owner."

"OK, I won't disturb you." The man said nothing more and left quickly.

Yu shaomo closed the door. Ning Qiao hurried to the bathroom and said, "they've gone. Come out."

Jun Luo and he Hanyi come out one after another. Ning Qiao asks he Hanyi to take off his clothes. Yu shaomo over there has opened the medicine box.

The medicine box sent by heqingcheng has a complete set of things. It is worthy of doing their business. Unlike ordinary people's medicine boxes, which only contain common medicines such as cold medicine and antipyretic medicine, it's enough to take out the things in them for a small operation.

He Hanyi didn't refuse this time. He took off his dark suit outside and revealed his arm wet with blood. He wore a white shirt. Only one arm was red with blood, which looked shocking.

Ning Qiao took a breath: "how could it be so serious?! Did they hurt you? Are their things poisonous? "

"Don't worry, they didn't hurt you. It was the man who scratched my wound while struggling." He Hanyi looked at Ning Qiao with calm eyes.

"Does he have your blood on his hand?" Yu shaomo frowned as he took the tool.

He Hanyi shook his head: "I cleaned it all before I left, leaving no trace."

He is a dark guard. In addition to protecting his master, he must learn these things. Dealing with his own traces is a basic course.

"Yes." Yu shaomo nodded with satisfaction and came over to check his wound: "it's cracked. I'll disinfect and sew it up for you again, but there's no anesthetic here. Can you hold it?"

Ning Qiao trembled in his heart and heard he Hanyi say, "it doesn't matter. Just come."

Yu shaomo didn't say anything more. He took the tools on one side and didn't forget to remind Jun Luo: "cover Ning Qiao's eyes."

Although junluo has seen a lot of big scenes. When her wrist is dislocated, she can bear the pain to help he Hanyi get away first, but she is only a little girl. She can accept the violent scene of blood and flesh, but she can't accept the visual effect of stabbing into the meat with a needle. At present, she said in her heart: I want to cover my eyes better!

At this time, Ning Qiaoqiao couldn't help at all. She wanted to comfort he Hanyi. As a result, people blinked, as if the person without anesthetic stitches was not him at all.

Yu shaomo takes care of he Hanyi's wound and asks Ning Qiaoqiao to find a shirt for he Hanyi. Then he shows kindness and fixes Jun Luo's wrist.

Downstairs.

The sound of the erupting wind and rain was still roaring, and there was no sign of stopping. After the people of hedongyi searched there without results, they all approached the main building here.

"Stand here."

A low male voice suddenly sounded in the cold night.

Crane Qingcheng's wheelchair was gradually drawn out of the darkness, followed by several men in black suits. He Dongyi's men immediately stopped and looked at crane Qingcheng and several of his men one by one. Their faces were a little bad and disdainful.

"What are you doing if you don't sleep in the middle of the night? Do you still know the rules of the crane family? "

He Qingcheng's expression was calm, but his eyes were very cold. He swept the group of people in front of him, as if he were looking at a pile of lifeless skeletons.

Hedongyi's men looked at each other, and the man standing in the front looked down and seemed to respectfully say, "master, you should have heard the warning crane just now. Something happened at home, Hejing is dead! We are searching for the murderer. "

"Crane king is dead? When did it happen? "

Crane Qingcheng narrowed his eyes and looked surprised as if he had only known.

The man was disdainful. He said that it was because of you that he died, but he didn't dare to show it. He only said, "it was just killed. The murderer must still be around here, so we have to check it quickly!"

"Presumptuous!" Crane Qingcheng stared at each other coldly, and was covered with a layer of murderous spirit: "where is this place? You mean the murderer is nearby, that is to say, my people killed crane king?"

"I dare not! That's not what my subordinates mean! " The man immediately lowered his head, changed his eyes, clenched his teeth and said, "master, it's just that the murderer escaped in this direction, so we came here. Finding out the murderer is also responsible for your safety. Please be flexible."

"What if I don't understand?" The rain crackled outside, and the crane gradually narrowed its eyes.

The man looked at him and flashed a cruel color in his eyes: "then please forgive my subordinates!"

Originally, Hejing died for no reason. Hedongyi and his gang decided that it was the people of heqingcheng. They all held a fire in their hearts. They couldn't help it when they said this. The man raised his feet and walked towards his eyes.

Crane Qingcheng didn't blink. He gently clicked his finger on the wheelchair.

Only a slight sound of breaking the air was heard. The man who took one step suddenly had a soft leg, one leg knelt straight, and then his whole body fell to the ground.

All the people standing behind him were stunned.