President,you are sick,needs to be cured!

Wen Zhou stood where she was, as if she had been drained of her strength. Her ruddy face was as white as paper, and her watery lips trembled slightly.

Curly eyelashes were stained with crystal tears.

The little girl's eyes were covered by her. She didn't know what was happening in front of her, but the fishy smell at the tip of her nose made her instinctively uneasy: "sister, what's this smell? It doesn't smell good at all."

Or chocolate candy smells good.

Jono took a breath, and the picture in front of her made her calm down for a long time. She glanced at Wen Zhou, who had not yet responded, swallowed her saliva and said, "little sister-in-law..."

Wen Zhou's reason is sober bit by bit.

The lost legs are recovering.

She soon calmed down and thought there was a little girl here. She continued to cover the little girl's eyes and handed it to Jono: "take her away."

Jono Oh, he continued to cover the little girl's eyes with Wenzhou's actions.

After they left, Wen Zhou motioned Yun Yi to stand aside and said, "go and catch a servant."

Yunyi nodded: "yes."

The hound in the house now has no attack ability. She doesn't have to worry about personal safety when she goes in alone.

After the explanation, Wen Zhou took a deep breath and approached slowly.

Shang Jing's coats were torn to pieces on the ground, and some were bitten in the mouth by hounds.

The hound lay on the ground angrily, and when he saw her, he bared his teeth to her with his last strength.

Wen Zhou glanced coldly at the situation inside. He didn't know what he had guessed on his feet. It was sticky.

She looked down.

It's a pool of blood.

There are many wounds on the hounds. Some hounds have lost their teeth and are sobbing in pain.

The figure curled up in the corner was unresponsive.

He seems to have passed out.

The white shirt on his body was full of blood. His arms were bitten in many places. The blood stained his sleeves and pasted them on his skin.

The blood on his face could be clearly seen through the faint light falling on his exposed side face.

Wen Zhou tried his best every step.

She walked quietly to Shang Jing and squatted down slowly in front of him. The pink purple dress as long as her ankle spread on the ground and was stained with some blood.

Wen Zhou pressed the choking in her throat and patted Shang Jing on the shoulder. In her voice, she trembled with care and pity: "are you... Okay?"

As you approach, you can see many injuries more clearly.

Wen Zhou noticed that in addition to Shang Jing's upper body wound, his bloody ankle was just exposed due to his curling posture.

Her fingertips trembled and she wanted to lift Shang Jing's pants to have a look at his legs, but she didn't dare.

She knew the experience that Shang Jing had encountered in her childhood.

But before that, she only drew the picture in her mind by relying on the words described, and did not see the tragic situation with her own eyes.

Now that she saw him, she knew how painful Shang Jing was.

But he hurts, so does she.

The heart was pounded like a hammer.

The pain is killing her breath.

Shang Jing felt her approach and his body trembled subconsciously. After hearing the familiar voice, he relaxed his guard and his vigilance, and slowly raised his head.

Zhou Zhou

His face was full of blood, and those dazzling and colorful red were printed on his too white cheek, which looked strange and terrible.

Wen Zhou found nothing to wipe the blood on his cheek on Monday, so he clumsily wiped it for him with his hand.

She moved very gently for fear of hurting him.

After a while, her hands were full of the blood on his face.

Shang Jing stared at her little face and kept a curled position. When she saw the fallen hound and the red skin on her hands, she avoided her action of wiping his cheeks: "... Dirty."

It will make Zhou dirty.

Shang Jing wanted to find some water to clean the blood on Wen Zhou's hands, but he was seriously injured. In addition, his legs were bitten by hounds in several places, which made it difficult for him to even stand up.

Not long ago, he suddenly felt that, in fact... There was nothing wrong with his death.

He was redundant.

Wen Zhou's hand was stiff in the air. She felt her eyes sour and swollen, and tears ran down her cheeks uncontrollably.

However, she didn't have time to stay here, and she didn't feel sad about Shang Jing's avoidance. Instead, she walked over and forcibly held Shang Jing's hand.

It happened on the merchant's territory. She must get it back for Shang Jing!

Yunyi grabs the servant and throws him into the room.

When the servant saw the scene in the room, he was also pale and his legs softened. When he saw that Shang Jing, who was covered in blood, was being held by Wen Zhou, he seemed to see a ghost: "Shang Shao... Please let me go... It was all made by his wife."

Before Wen Zhou asked, the servant said, "the hounds were brought back by my wife two days ago. My wife didn't allow us to prepare food for the hounds... Shang Shao... I really didn't know these hounds were used to deal with you..."

The servant cried out the cause and effect.

Wen Zhou listened, his face was dignified and his eyes were red.

It's su Mingyu.

The servant's wife can only be su Mingyu.

But in the planning of this matter, she didn't believe that Shang Ye didn't know anything.

The two have worked together for many years. Based on Shangye's understanding of Su Mingyu, it is impossible not to know Su Mingyu's Secret calculations.

Yunyi stood aside and asked for instructions: "Shang Shao, how to deal with it?"

In his opinion, Su Mingyu and Shang ye should be tied up and severely taught a lesson to make their life worse than death.

However, no matter how many animals they were, one of them was Shang Shao's biological father.

Wen Zhou squatted beside Shang Jing. This posture made her skinned ankle extremely uncomfortable, but this pain was nothing compared with the pain in her heart.

After that, she struggled to lift Shang Jing's thin waist and let him lean against himself.

Shang Jing wanted to break away from her, but he didn't want the blood on his body to stain her, but his state was really bad. His hands couldn't use his strength at all, so he could only let Wen Zhou control the whole situation.

Leaning on her made him dependent, but he also felt relieved.

Shang Jing's sight swept through the house. For Yunyi's instructions, he only said, "go back."

Yunyi's eyes flashed disapproval.

Shang Shao, are you going not to investigate?

That's very kind.

Shang Shao is very decisive and unfeeling in dealing with other people or things, but he is always too kind when dealing with Shang ye and Su Mingyu,

Yunyi has long been dissatisfied with this.

Wen Zhou surrounded Shang Jing's waist. After all, he was a man. His body of more than one meter was very heavy against her.

Hearing that Shang Jing intended not to investigate, she gritted her teeth, her eyes were firm, her words were sonorous, and said forcefully: "Yunyi, control everyone at the party."