Sweetheart,Come Back!

Anyin immediately followed Zhang Lu to the backyard. When looking at the mat, the stone wheel used to press the grass vine suddenly slipped off and pressed to her.

Ding Hong is at the end, far away, too late to save.

Qin Jian, accompanied by an Yin, suddenly pushes anyin aside. Anyin narrowly avoids the stone wheel, but one of Qin's hands is held down by the stone wheel.

"Qin!"

Anyin gets up and looks at Qin Jian's pressed hand.

The hand under the stone wheel was injured. I don't know if the bone has been crushed.

Anyin quickly stops Ding Hong who wants to push away the stone wheel.

If you push the stone wheel away, the stone wheel will have to run over again in Qin Jian's hand.

Qin Jian's hand has been injured. If you roll it again, it will add to the injury.

Decisive way: "lift up."

Although Ding Hong's Kung Fu is very good, she is a woman with limited strength, and anyin is even more useless.

They couldn't lift the stone wheel at all.

An Yin to scared Leng in one side of Zhang Lu called: "uncle, quickly call for help."

Zhang Lu was scared to death when he saw that he had hurt someone. He was called back by an Yin. He went out in a hurry and called some young people to the village. He raised the stone wheel carefully.

Anyin can't afford to shop any more. She pulls Qin Jian out of Zhangjia village at the fastest speed and returns to the car to check his injury.

Qin Jian's hand, broken skin, looked frightening, but did not hurt the bone.

Anyin took care of his wound and wrapped the bandage carefully before he was relieved.

Qin Jian did not hum, even eyebrows did not wrinkle, looking at an Yin skillfully tied the bandage a knot, "you did not buy a gift."

"Is it time to think about that?" An Yin white his eye, three days and two ends of the injury, this day simply can't live.

Qin Jian looked at the bandage on his hand, joking, "bandage technology is getting better and better, no wonder you have to learn medicine."

An Yin looked at Qin Jian and frowned, "you deliberately."

Qin Jian raised his eyes to her and met her eyes, "Oh?"

"You were hurt on purpose."

"Why do you say that?"

"Intuition, you shouldn't have to avoid it."

He laughed, neither answering nor denying.

****

when an Yin's car left Zhangjia village, Zhang Lu hurried back to his house, sweeping away the simple and honest appearance just now, and holding open a pile of grass in the corner of the house, a small hole appeared on the wall.

Zhang Lu got out of the cave and into the next room.

At the moment when he entered the room, a small white fox quietly followed Zhang Lu like a ghost, blocking his body with a haystack to prevent Zhang Lu from finding him.

Zhang Lu went to the room and stood a man in a sweater, a hat, sunglasses and a mask on his face. His whole face was covered up and he could not see his face.

Zhang Lu respectfully stepped forward: "Mr. Cai."

"How about it?" Cai Ji asked in a hurry.

"Qin Jian's body should have been injured, and it was not light."

"What do you say?"

"I deliberately made the turquoise wheel and pressed it to anyin."

"Is it that he watched Anxin get hurt?"

"If he does, it's doubtful."

"Then he..."

"He pushed an Yin away, but he was hurt under the wheel. Although ordinary people can't avoid the stone wheel rolling down quickly, they can avoid it even if they have better Kung Fu, not to mention Qin Jian? Therefore, I can conclude that he will be crushed if he has injuries and is not able to move

If your hand is destroyed, you become disabled?

No matter how cunning Qin Jian is, he will not joke with his own hands.