Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

"Stop talking, let's see what's going on!" Several people nodded tacit understanding, let the man lead the way, together to see what happened outside.

Carlos, who did not leave the holiday center, was still yelling, not only at the seventh day of the summer, but also at Pedro, who had bandaged his wound and stopped bleeding for a while. He whispered: "boss, don't yell, or you'll have to keep bleeding!"

"Carlos, what's going on?" Several people were surprised to see Carlos sitting on the chair, his face pale, his palm wrapped in gauze and covered with bloodstains.

It seems that the injury is not light, the bullet directly penetrated the palm of his right hand, if not treated in time, I'm afraid Carlos's right hand is a waste!

"Who on earth can be so cruel to you?" Someone asked.

"Who else can it be, the bitch Pedro raised? When I recover, I must let her know what will happen if she dares to do this to me!" Carlos swore a lot, and he still said some dirty words.

"Well, why did she shoot you?" Several partners, in fact, vaguely guessed something, but now, they dare not easily help Carlos.

"It's not that cheap woman. She refuses to obey me. She has to pretend to be chaste after she's been recruited..." Carlos has already explained the cause and effect of the matter in a lot of scolding.

He shook his head and looked at Carlos. He sighed in a low voice: "you're crazy. Go and move this woman. Even if she doesn't shoot you and you offend Pedro, he won't forgive you."

"I don't believe it. Just a woman can really turn Pedro over to me. We are business partners who have worked together for so long!" Carlos spat hard at the ground, shook his head and said in disbelief.

"It's no use if you don't believe it. Isn't Pedro's attitude obvious now? You've really provoked him this time!" The man with the cigarette in his hand lowered his head, patted Carlos on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "well, let's say something for you. The wound on your hand needs to be cured, and then make a good apology to Pedro and his woman!"

"A bitch, what can I make amends for?" Carlos kept a little gentlemanly style, but after being shot through the palm of his hand on the seventh day of the summer, he completely drove away, with a fierce and ferocious expression.

"She's not a cheap woman. Even if you play with fire, you shouldn't play with her. Even if Pedro spared you, I'm afraid Feng Xun won't spar you. You didn't see Pedro, who was almost killed by Feng Xun before..." the man said here, sighing and looking at Carlos with more sympathy.

"What are you talking about? What's the relationship between that woman and Feng Xun? " Carlos glared and thought he had heard the wrong thing.

Others shrugged, but no one explained. The man who had just advised him whispered in his ear: "we just speculated that she should be Feng Xun's wife. Do you think this relationship is not close? Pedro is already playing with fire. You dare to do this kind of thing. You can't find any woman you want. Pedro is loyal enough. How many women have been arranged for us. You have to provoke this... "

Carlos's heart suddenly cooled down. He thought it was just an ordinary plaything, but he didn't expect it to be like this. No wonder

Carlos dare not continue to think deeply, can only gnash his teeth and angrily scold: "Damn, it's all the bad ideas of Lilith that bitch, said let me come out to help her teach a lesson!"

Originally, there were some friends who didn't understand Carlos's confusion. Then they understood where the source was. They frowned slightly and exchanged a look. They had made a decision in their hearts.

"It turns out that the culprit is Lilith. Well, we'll help you with this!" A few people murmured, comforted Carlos again, and turned away together.

In the hospital, on the seventh day of the summer, his face turned pale after several times of gastric lavage. The burning sensation in his body had subsided, and he was lying on the hospital bed with little energy, and his hands were still dripping.

"Miss Xia, are you feeling better?" Laixi has been guarding the seventh day of the summer, dare not leave half a step.

"Laixi, thank you..." she began to speak in a low voice on the seventh day of the summer. Her voice had become hoarse. Her throat and esophagus were injured after several times of gastric lavage and forced vomiting.

"Miss Xia, don't say that. It's my fault that I didn't protect you!" Lacey was full of chagrin and was about to say something when the door of the ward was pushed open and Pedro rushed straight in.

"Little mute, are you ok?" Pedro rushed to the bedside, frowning and anxious.

On the seventh day of the summer, he didn't want to see him at this time and didn't want to answer. Pedro could only look at Lacey and asked, "Lacey, how is she now? What did the doctor say? "

"Back to the boss, the doctor said she vomited in time before, and drank a lot of water, diluted the medicine in her body, and had just given Miss Xia gastric lavage several times, the medicine was almost eliminated..."

Laixi said here, pause, added in a low voice: "but Miss Xia now throat, esophagus and stomach are damaged, need a good rest, can't talk more!"

Pedro was relieved and said in a low voice, "it's OK, it's ok..."

He stretched out his hand to caress the hair of the seventh day of summer. Even if the seventh day of summer had no strength, he still turned his head to avoid his touch.

Pedro's hand was frozen in mid air, but he didn't get angry, or he didn't have the qualification to get angry at all. He could only put down his hand with a bitter smile and whispered to the seventh day of the summer on the hospital bed: "you have a good rest first!"

With that, he winked at Lacey and walked out of the room with her. Then he asked in a deep voice, "tell me everything that happened before!"

Lacey nodded and told his boss everything he knew. Pedro's face became more and more gloomy until Lacey said that he was sent to the hospital, and his fist clattered.

"Boss, I didn't see with my own eyes whether Mr. Carlos had done anything to Miss Xia. When I broke in, I saw Miss Xia was recruited. Fortunately, Miss Xia had browning from the boss in her hand..." Lacey sighed in a low voice.

"Carlos really wants to die this time!" Pedro snorted coldly and flashed in his eyes. Just as he wanted to say something, he saw that his partners all came to the hospital and asked, "what are you doing here?"