Love You To The Bones

When Shen Bai was about to drive Maybach to the helicopter, the usual distance of about 20 minutes was shortened by half.

In less than ten minutes, Shen Zichuan stood at the gate of the hospital, staring at the two tightly closed doors with deep and urgent eyes.

Without thinking about it, he took a rough iron rod from Shen Bai's hand and smashed it hard at the door frame, one time and another.

The sound clanged wildly.

Because it was too powerful, the man wrapped half of the back of his head with white gauze because of craniotomy, and slowly exuded scarlet blood.

"Take it easy, Mr. Shen."

Shen Bai stared at the bloody face. His mood was very complex and mixed with feelings. On the one hand, he was worried about Shen Zichuan's body, on the other hand, he was more sincere and happy for him to treat Fang Xiaoran.

Shen Zichuan suddenly turned back and understood Shen Bai's meaning. He didn't care about the cracking and tingling of his wound. He said faintly, "I'm fine. She's more important than me."

It has to be said that the gate of the hospital was very strong. It didn't crash until Shen Zichuan burst seven or eight times in a row. He collapsed inside and fell on the floor, raising a piece of broken dust and flying debris.

Yu Guangzhong, Shen Zichuan caught a glimpse of Fang Xiaoran's blue skirt, glancing to the left, his eyes shining, and hurried to the other side.

Shen Bai followed closely and read painfully, "Mr. Shen, slow down, your brain is bleeding again."

The next second, there was a fierce wind behind him, and a cold man passed by Shen Bai.

That inexplicable cold wind almost brought Shen Baidai down.

Shit, who, walking without eyes, don't you see anyone in front?

Shen Bai held back his anger and stared angrily at the man who followed Shen Zichuan in front. When he saw the other party's side face clearly, he snorted coldly, "President Xiao, what are you doing with us, Mr. Shen?"

In Xiao Jingyi's eyes, Shen Bai's small role is not worth paying attention to. His cool face has gathered less than half a meter in front of Shen Zichuan, and a bright cold front stabbed Shen Zichuan's neck straight and accurately.

Shen Zichuan had already noticed that there was a cold and fierce murderous spirit behind him. He narrowed his eyes slightly, inhaled, suddenly turned around, and clenched Xiao Jingyi's arm. When the dagger was about to get closer to his neck, he flew up sharply and kicked the other party's abdomen.

If Xiao Jingyi doesn't let go and insists on stabbing him, his powerful foot can at least make Xiao Jingyi drink a pot of wine.

It is not the result Xiao Jingyi wants to achieve to hurt both sides, hurt the enemy by a thousand and hurt himself by 800.

He stepped back two steps, put the dagger in his hand with his backhand, threw it up and down, and then smiled a few times. There was a gloomy evil spirit in the laughter, "President Shen, the reaction is good. He looks half dead and has such a fast skill."

"Mr. Xiao, it's not because of you that we Mr. Shen will do this! Won't your conscience hurt when so many people have been hurt?"

It's crazy to knock NIMA and do this to a patient.

After Shen Bai cursed fiercely in his heart, he hurried over and looked at Shen Zichuan carefully from top to bottom. Seeing that he had no damage except more blood seeping from the back of his head, he was relieved. He followed Shen Zichuan and resolutely refused to give Xiao Jingyi any chance to attack again.

"Mr. Shen, I seem to have seen my wife just now. My wife ran to the left... Ah!"

Before Shen Bai finished his words, he suddenly gave a low cry of pain, bent down and covered his back waist with his hands.

There, I don't know when, a dagger has been inserted straight, almost half of it, leaving only the handle, shaking to the left and right with Shen Bai's bending action.

Shen Zichuan bowed his head and swept his eyes. He saw a dagger in Shen Bai's back waist. He rolled in front of Xiao Jingyi. His eyes were as dark as ink. "President Xiao, I believe you know that Xiao Huange was kidnapped by Fang Yanrong. For my wife's sake, I came to help save your woman, but you stabbed my assistant in the back!"

"Mr. Shen, cough, stabbing your assistant is really none of our boss's business."

Xiao Wei came out from one side, nodded and bowed, and said with a shameless silly smile, "well, I'm sorry. I didn't hold it steady for a moment. The knife flew directly from my hand to your assistant's waist."

Compared with Xiao Wei's tiger back and bear waist, Shen Bai's thin and straight figure is the difference between the big black bear and the little white rabbit in the zoo.

Xiao Wei then rubbed against Shen Bai's back, raised his knife and put his hands on Shen Bai's waist. Tengdi pulled out half of the dagger inserted, forced it into Shen Bai's hand, and motioned the other party to insert a few knives, "Er, you can insert it anywhere, as long as you don't kill me."

Grass, where did you come from? It hurts my father.

At that moment, Shen Bai's pulled tiger body was shocked. When he looked down, he saw a stream of blood gushing out, soaking his white shirt.

Seeing that the blood flow could not stop, Shen Bai had to squat down, gnash his teeth, cover the place tightly, look up at Shen Zichuan, but his face was repressed without showing a trace of pain. "Mr. Shen, it doesn't matter. I'll go to the doctor to see the wound myself. Go to your wife first."

Shen Zichuan frowned, worried about his identity and didn't care about Xiao Wei for the time being, but he had already written this down on Xiao Jingyi's head. He glanced at Xiao Jingyi with a faint proud look and sneered coldly, "President Xiao really has a good dog and bites everyone."

Xiao Jingyi smiled sadly, "President Shen, we are each other."

Oh, Shen Zichuan, with our relationship, I'm the dog owner. How much can you get better?

At the moment when Xiao Jingyi was meditating, Shen Zichuan had already rushed to the front. He vaguely heard Fang Xiaoran's dull pain cry. His steps were faster and faster.

Turning to the end of the corridor, there is a huge deciduous window and a wash basin for men and women.

Fang Xiaoran's call came faintly from the sink.

The look on the man's face immediately covered with clouds.

Guessed that either Fang Xiaoran or Xiao Huange had an accident.

In the bathroom.

Fang Yanrong used the sharp blade of a dagger to hold Xiao Huange's neck all the way and took the elevator to leave the hospital. As a result, she didn't know until she got to the hall on the first floor that the door was closed and the doctors and nurses hid all. Without the key, she couldn't get out at all.

She didn't have enough strength to smash the door.

So she dragged Xiao Huange, who was about to lose her breath, and fled to the bathroom on the left.

She remembered that there was a large French window there. As long as she contacted those people under her hand and quickly came to blow up the French window, she could escape smoothly.

After all, the French windows are covered by a large area of trees, and it is not easy to attract people's attention to hide a few strange faces from the golden triangle.

Suddenly, there was a huge force behind him. Before Fang Yanrong could react, the whole man ran straight into the solid washing table.

Stimulated by the dull pain, she suddenly stuck Xiao Huange's neck with her hands, turned back, stared at Fang Xiaoran who attacked her behind, and wanted to slap the bitch to death.

"Fang Xiaoran, if you don't want Xiao Huange to die, you'd better listen to me."