Morning, the Heir

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Chapter 371 Master, don't leave me

Axing and the bodyguards have already stopped Wen Yun at this time, and she is struggling with madness.

"I want to kill him! You let me go, he is the murderer, I want to kill him!"

The eyes were scarlet, the heads were scattered, Wen Yun was like a madman, and the gun was shot in the leg. He was still screaming on the ground, and the gun in his hand had been taken down.

There were screams everywhere, and people fled.

"Young Master!" Ah Xing and the bodyguards gathered around at this time, and looked up and down with a cold heart.

At this point, Cheng Min fell to the ground, cold and Huang Huang handed her up, screaming: "Go to the hospital!"

Axing saw that his arm was hurt and wanted to help him with Cheng Min: "Young Master, or I am coming."

Leng Yuhuang was impatient and shouted: "What do you want to say! Go away!"

Lin Xiaomi stood in the same place, on the ground, where the place where Cheng Min was lying, the bright red, the blood flowed from here to the car.

shocking!

This is the first time Lin Xiaomi saw so much blood with her own eyes. She reacted and quickly followed the past.

When I got on the bus, the car galloped away.

Cheng Min shot in the back, leaning in the arms of Leng Yuhuang, his hand pressed tightly on the part of her gun, the blood quickly dyed the seat red.

There is a medicine chest in the car, but the blood can't stop.

"Young Master, you are hurt."

Cheng Min looked at the wound on his arm, and said weakly, she raised her hand and couldn't help but hold the cold wound.

"I'm fine, I will go to the hospital right away." Leng Yuhuang's face was so strong that Ah Xing contacted Cheng Jie.

Lin Xiaomi was sitting in the front seat, and everything happened just too suddenly. She didn't even have time to react.

When she heard Cheng Min, she just took the courage to look back, cold and prank the arm pistol, blood stained the shirt, but he did not care.

At this point, licking his eyebrows and pressing the wound of Cheng Min.

"Young master, I am cold, I am so cold..."

Leng Yuhuang took her in her arms: "I am not cold when I am holding you."

"Well, the young man's arms are very warm, can you... hold another tighter."

Cold and beautiful, she will hold her tighter.

"It's good, I am dead... I am willing."

"Nonsense! How can you die if you get hurt? You must live for me!"

The voice of Leng Yuhuang has no temperature, and the cold is like the weather of the ice. The body of Lin Xiaomi trembles.

I don't know if I was scared by the gun battle, or was frozen by his voice.

She sat in the back seat and looked back at him, her hand holding the silk scarf from the bag.

Originally wanted to bandage his arm.

But from the beginning of the car, he did not look at her from beginning to end.

His face is scary.

Lin Xiaomi was a little uncomfortable in her heart. She knew that this time might not be the case, but she still had no choice. She couldn’t control the feeling of tumbling in her heart.

Just because her husband is holding tightly at this time is a woman who has just blocked him for a shot and has always been admired by him.

"Young master, can save you, it's good." Cheng Min looked up from his arms, eyes and Lin Xiaomi unexpectedly met.

Her face was pale and bloodless, and her mouth was slightly raised.

Staggered sight, looked up at the cold and beautiful face of Feng Feng, the eyes are full of admiration, the sound is like a gossip: "Young master, don't drive me away, I don't want to... don't want to leave you, let me Stay with you, okay..."

Leng Yuhuang held her hand and nodded and said, "Okay."

"really?"

"Yep."

The car stopped at the hospital entrance and the hospital had received a notice that the doctor and nurse had waited outside.

Leng Yuhuang will be taken out by Cheng Min, and the doctor and nurse will immediately take over and push her to run quickly to the operating room.

Lin Xiaomi also followed the car, the operating room door, the lights in the operation have been lit up.

Cheng Jie has not come over yet.

"Young master, your arm is also hurt, let's deal with it first." Axing raised his hand and called a doctor.

The nurse pushed the cart and did not dare to let Leng Yuhuang go to the ward for treatment, and he was kneeling beside him to deal with the wound.

The bullet did not remain in the arm, and the needle was penetrated.

Lin Xiaomi stood by and looked at him quietly.

He hangs down, his hands clenched into fists, his brows are locked, his face is obviously worried.

Cheng Min was injured for him, he should be worried.

However, Lin Xiaomi did not understand why she had a strange feeling.

In the past, Cheng Min was arrogant in front of her. She could be a clown, and she didn't care, and she could definitely go back.

Because she is very sure that Leng Yuhuang likes her, he has no feelings for men and women.

But at this moment, Lin Xiaomi suddenly became a bit stunned.

Doesn't he have any feelings about men and women who are really naked?

Originally, she did not care about the existence of Cheng Min, because it was not important.

But just now, her mind suddenly sounded what Cheng Min had told her when she was in Liancheng.

Cheng Min said that she did not understand the relationship between Leng Yuhuang and them. In her relationship with Cheng Min, Leng Yuhuang would definitely choose the latter.

Before this, Lin Xiaomi only listened to jokes, but now,...

Why is he so worried, he seems... forgot to have her presence.

The operation is still going on. After the doctor finished the wound for Leng Yuhuang, Axing went over and asked: "How is the young master, Wen Yun?"

Cold and bright eyes in the cold light: "How to deal with it!"

"Yes."

The words of Leng Yuhuang are undoubtedly to send Wen Yun to the police station and murder with a gun. Wen Yun’s prison is sitting.

Cheng Jie came out of the elevator in a panic, when the door of the operating room suddenly opened from the inside, and the attending doctor frowned.

Standing in front of the cold and bright, he said: "The position of the bullet is very bad, close to the spine, I am afraid..."

The eagle looked at him coldly, his lips whispered: "What are you afraid of?"

"I am afraid that patients can only sit in a wheelchair in the future."

"Cheng Jie, you go." Leng Yuhuang tightened his lips and told him.

The door of the operating room was closed again and the hallway was quiet again.

Leng Yuhuang slammed his hair hard and looked up at the face of Shanglin Xiaomi.

He flashed a glimmer of light and raised her hand.

Lin Xiaomi’s eyes fell on his **** hands.

Leng Yuhuang also noticed that she got up and washed her hands, and then she took her hand and sat in the chair.

"Scared?" he asked hoarsely.

"Fortunately." Lin Xiaomi squatted and his eyes fell on his hands. I don't know why, I always felt that the blood in his hands was not cleaned.

There was a flustered footstep in the hallway. Looking up, it was the white **** that ran quickly.

Looking up and down her, anxiously asked: "Is there any injury? Is there any injury?"

Lin Xiaomi staggered his gaze and said faintly: "I am not hurt."