Palm sweet wife: deeply beloved by mysterious husband

She desperately moved her body, knelt to Zhan Yunting's feet and kowtowed to Zhan Yunting again and again, "cousin, please, for the sake of my aunt, let me go! I didn't know it was your wife. I really didn't know it was Sun Wenxiang. It was all that bastard sun Wenxiang lied to me! He said it was his girlfriend. He lied to me! "

At this moment, she hated sun Wenxiang. She wanted to peel him, drink his blood and eat his meat.

If it weren't for sun Wenxiang, she was still fine at the moment. How could she be tied here?

The secret of the two people she killed will always be a secret, rather than being exposed at any time as it is now.

Zhan Yunting looked down at her and glanced at her hand tied to her back.

He suddenly came forward and bent down to touch sun Wenyuan's hand.

Sun Wenyuan was shocked and struggled desperately: "let go of me, Zhan Yunting! You let me go. I'm your cousin. How dare you do this to me? Aren't you afraid of my aunt's restlessness underground? Zhan Yunting, let me go... "

Xu Fei also saw that it was wrong and came forward to press sun Wenyuan.

Zhan Yunting took a ring from sun Wenyuan's left hand.

Sun Wenyuan looked at the ring in Zhan Yunting's hand in horror. His voice screamed like a fierce ghost, "Zhan Yunting, why do you rob me? Give me my things back, give them back! "

Zhan Yunting took the ring in his hand and looked through it.

The design of the ring is a snake. The snake's eye is composed of two rubies.

Zhan Yunting pressed a groove between his two eyes and gently exerted himself.

The snake spits out a fine needle from its mouth.

Sun Wenyuan stared at the tiny needle, his pupils dilated and his eyes were filled with despair.

Zhan Yunting stared at the needle for a few seconds, squatted down and stabbed sun Wenyuan.

Sun Wenyuan screamed: "no! No, no, no! Ah ah... "

Her voice was filled with despair and grief.

Zhan Yunting's cold voice penetrated her scream and came into her ear: "antidote!"

Sun Wenyuan was paralyzed on the ground, his fat trembling violently, "no antidote... No antidote... No antidote..."

She's dying

She was stabbed by a poisonous needle

She's dying!

She doesn't want to die yet!

She doesn't want to die!

She rolled her eyes and fainted.

Xu Fei frowned, looked forward and looked back at Zhan Yunting: "I'm stunned."

He looked at Zhan Yunting's eyes, worried, resentful and distressed.

Over the years, Zhan Yunting knows better than anyone what day he is living.

He and Zhao Dashan's family died early. They were single. One person was full, and the whole family was not hungry.

It looks miserable without family, but at least he and Zhao Dashan have been loved by his family.

When their parents were still alive, although their family was poor, their parents still regarded them as treasure in their hands, and whatever delicious food they had at home was close to them.

They are materially poor, but emotionally not deficient.

On the contrary, Zhan Yunting seems to have a good baby, but his biological mother regards him as nothing. His biological father is busy working and is not around all year round. Master Zhan not only values him as the only blood of the Zhan family and strictly demands him, but also hates him because of the blood of Bai Jingyan, the other half of his body.

Their boss didn't lack anything materially, but he never got love.

In their eyes, Zhan Yunting is as powerful as a sophisticated computer. No matter when and where, he can make the most correct and calm judgment.

He is as powerful as a computer and as cold as a computer.

They rarely felt the mood swings in Zhan Yunting until he met Ming Youyin.

Their boss finally lives like a person and is still a happy man.

When they saw him injecting mingyouyin with gentle eyes, they all felt happy.

Sun Wenyuan said no antidote now.

He couldn't imagine what Zhan Yunting would be like if Ming Youyin died.

What if you cut sun Wenyuan thousands of times?

He believes that their boss's mind is the same as theirs at the moment. As long as sun Wenyuan can make mingyouyin safe, they are willing to protect sun Wenyuan's long life.

But

He looked at Zhan Yunting with worry. His heart contracted into a ball. He was worried and at a loss.

What shall I do?

Do they have to wait to die?

Zhan Yunting looked at Sun Wenyuan who fainted under his feet.

He could see that what sun Wenyuan said was true.

There is no antidote.

Originally, he also hoped to get the antidote in sun Wenyuan's hands.

But now, sun Wenyuan told him that there was no antidote.

The overwhelming despair drowned him again. His eyes darkened, but he forced himself to calm down and calmly ordered: "ah Fei, wake her up and ask where her poison needle came from."

Although sun Wenyuan has no antidote, the people who make poison needles may have an antidote.

Xu Fei nodded, "yes, young master!"

Zhan Yunting turned and walked out, "I'll go back to the hospital first and let me know if there's any news."

He wants to go back to the hospital and give the poison needle to Qi MuQing to facilitate Qi MuQing to study the antidote.

Then, he wants to go back to the ward to accompany Ming Youyin.

He tricked mingyouyin into working in the company. Mingyouyin will miss him in her heart.

Because in her heart, he is a patient who needs rest and is very fragile.

But she didn't know that she was the one who was really vulnerable.

The fragile doesn't know when he will close his eyes and leave him forever.

The idea made him feel like a knife in his heart. He blackened in front of him, and even filled his throat with fishy and sweet blood gas, which was forcibly pressed back by him.

He opened the door and went in, his eyes clear and firm.

She won't die!

She won't die!

No matter what the price, he must save her!

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At the same time, sun Wenxiang, who had just come out of a bar box to drain water in the bathroom, was tied around his neck from behind and dragged into the next box.

When the door of the box closed, he didn't see anything. A black cloth bag was wrapped around his head.

Then, a fist pounded his abdomen. He screamed with pain and was put to the ground.

The stereo in the room was turned on and played heavy rock music.

In the sound of music, sun Wenxiang was punched and kicked like a broken cloth bag and screamed repeatedly.

He tried to resist, but the cloth bag around his neck would tighten the rope as long as he moved.

He was strangled out of breath, afraid of being strangled, so he could only be slaughtered.

Jian Che stared at Sun Wenxiang, who was kicked all over the ground by him. His eyes were cruel, and he kicked sun Wenxiang in the abdomen.

Sun Wenxiang's shrill scream was covered by the music in the room. He curled up in pain and begged for mercy loudly.

Like practicing boxing, Jianche pulled sun Wenxiang's clothes and dragged him from the ground. Another punch hit him in the face and knocked him to the ground.

With one punch and one kick, sun wenxiangsheng was knocked unconscious.

Seeing sun Wenxiang shrinking to the ground, Jian Cheng came forward, stopped the angry Jian Che and whispered, "young master, you can't fight any more."