Lay Down My Bad Husband

"This bitch, she must have seduced my brother." Anxiyan gnashed her teeth, a look of hate, "otherwise, how can my brother take a fancy to her such a woman."

Lan Xin reached for an Xiyan and patted her on the back of her hand with a smile. "Well, don't worry. For a woman like Lin Ziyi, your brother will play at most. He will be tired of it in a few days."

"No fun! A woman like Lin Ziyi will only stain my brother. "

Lan Xin looks at an Xiyan who hates Lin Ziyi. She raises her lips and smiles. In her long and narrow Phoenix eyes, she flashes a touch of cunning, but she doesn't say a word more.

Holding Lin Ziyi directly to the underground parking lot, an Yize puts Lin Ziyi's half body on his raised leg and frees another hand to open the car door.

After pulling open the door, putting Lin Ziyi in the assistant driver's seat and wearing her seat belt, an Yize strode around the front of the car, got into the driver's seat, started the car, stepped on the accelerator with one foot, and the sports car with good performance rushed out like an arrow.

"Take it easy. We'll be at the hospital soon."

As he drove, he looked at Lin Ziyi's forehead, which was constantly bleeding. He saw Lin Ziyi caressing his forehead, his hands full of blood, and an Yize's handsome eyebrows twisted into a ball.

Lin Ziyi shook his head difficultly, "I'm ok, you don't have to worry about me."

Hearing Lin Ziyi speak with a weak and uncomfortable voice, an Yize is more anxious. He keeps stepping on the accelerator, even running the red light, and rushes to the hospital as fast as he can.

Lin Ziyi has been in a state of dizziness. She can't tell the southeast from the northwest. She just feels that the car rushes out. Then, I don't know how long later, the car is suddenly stopped. Then, the door is pulled open and she is held in a warm and firm embrace.

She tried to raise her eyelids to see, there is bright blood blurred his side of the line of sight, so, she looked for a long time, only to see clearly, holding her person, is an Yize.

In the hospital, Fu Xinbo, who had been waiting in the emergency room for a long time, saw an Yize, who strode in with a woman in his arms. His handsome eyebrows could not help picking slightly, showing his surprise.

"Who is that?" Fu Xinbo went up and asked, "isn't it Xiyan?"

An Yize's handsome eyebrows were tightly tightened and never loosened. He strode to hold Lin Ziyi in his arms and put him on the bed. "No, it's my secretary."

"Your secretary?" Obviously, an Yize is so devoted to a female secretary, which makes Fu Xinbo surprised.

Although his cousin is one of the most expensive young men in the imperial capital, he is not a dandy. He has always been clean. He has never had an affair with any woman, and he has never been so nervous about women other than his own sister.

It seems that the female secretary of an Yize is very unusual!

With curiosity and excitement, Fu Xinbo looked at Lin Ziyi, who had just been put on the hospital bed, and carried him.

Just a glance, he was stunned.

How could it be Lin Ziyi?! The woman who fainted in the Tang family mansion last time.

"Xinbo, what's the matter with you? Stop bleeding and deal with the wound quickly!" Seeing Fu Xinbo in a daze, an Yize raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

Fu Xinbo was photographed by an Yize. He was a doctor, not a gossip reporter. Of course, he could tell what he should do and what he shouldn't do at the critical moment.

So he quickly took the medicine and gauze from the nurse and began to help Lin Ziyi deal with the wound seriously.

"Tut tut!" Fu Xinbo sighed as he dealt with the wound, "what a big revenge it is, it's so heavy."

As a professional surgeon, Fu Xinbo can see that the wound on Lin Ziyi's forehead was not touched by himself, but smashed by others.

Although the wound was not long, it was deep. It hit the meat under the skin, so there was so much bleeding.

On one side, an Yize's anxious eyes fell on Lin Ziyi's pale and fragile face. When he heard Fu Xinbo's emotion, his handsome eyebrows were even more frowned.

"Take it easy. Don't hurt her."

Seeing Lin Ziyi's frowning, an Yize felt the pain as if it were all on him. He could not help saying it.

Fu Xinbo looked at Lin Ziyi's forehead. He also twisted his eyebrows. He stopped his hand and looked at an Yize. "The wound is a little deep. You have to sew two stitches. You'd better have an anesthesia."

After listening to Fu Xinbo's words, an Yize's originally tightened eyebrows were locked deeper, and his heartache and worry in his eyes became more and more intense.

Reaching over, an Yize holds Lin Ziyi's little hand covered with blood. When he is about to ask Lin Ziyi if he wants to be anesthetized, he immediately feels that Lin Ziyi's hand is as cold as ice.

Deep Mou son Shu er one MI, an Yi Ze low incantation together, also no longer ask Lin Zi appropriate, immediately then oneself made a decision way, "hit anaesthetic."

Fu Xinbo nodded and immediately asked for arrangement.Lin Ziyi was lying on the hospital bed. Not only was he dizzy, but also his whole spine was cool. He didn't know what an Yize and Fu Xinbo were talking about. He just closed his eyes and pulled his hands tightly into fists to relieve the pain on his forehead.

Soon, the anesthesiologist came, prepared the anesthetic and injected it into Lin Ziyi's arm.

After the anesthetic injection, it was only three or four seconds, and Lin Ziyi completely lost consciousness and fell asleep.

After treatment of the wound, another tetanus injection was given. Twenty minutes later, Lin Ziyi was pushed into the VIP ward.

Knowing that Lin Ziyi was a very important patient, the nurse didn't dare to neglect him at all. As soon as Lin Ziyi was pushed into the ward, he went to wring a clean hot towel to wipe the blood stains on Lin Ziyi's face and hands.

However, the nurse just picked up the hot towel in her hand and fell on Lin Ziyi's face. A good-looking big hand stretched out and directly took the towel from the nurse's hand.

"I'll do it."

The little nurse raised her head to see an Yize in front of her. She immediately blushed and nodded. She handed the hot towel to an Yize.

An Yize sat down beside the hospital bed and looked at the pale woman who was still sleeping under the effect of narcotic drugs. He raised his hand and then carefully fell down on Lin Ziyi's face.

"How can Lin Ziyi become your secretary?" Fu Xinbo, standing on one side, looks at an Yize with such gentle movements and can't help asking curiously.

In fact, what he was more curious about was how an Yize could care so much for Lin Ziyi.