The arrogant emperor, strong spoils!

Han Tingxi never thought that the man would do this when he was heartless.

If it weren't for her brother, I'm afraid the torture she suffered today was not the loss of one hand, but the whole life?

I have to admit that she lost, completely lost to Wendy.

……

In the corridor.

Mu Zhuoshen walked indifferently to ward 801, holding a bunch of powdered white lilies, and sniffing the fragrance of flowers.

The woman is worried that she is tired of love, and she doesn't know whether she love perfume lily. Try it first. If you don't like him, change flowers.

When mu Zhuoshen came to the door of room 801, a strange wave came from the soles of his feet. Looking down, several bloody half footprints spread to the house.

There was a trembling woman under the windowsill. The trampled left hand was vaguely stuck to the ground, and the white finger bone was exposed.

Mu Zhuoshen's heart seemed to be stripped out of his body, and he was out of breath.

"Han Tingxi..."

"Save me..."

Han Tingxi heard the voice and immediately made a weak cry for help.

Mu Zhuo rushed over, picked her up from the ground, put her on the bed and hurriedly treated her wound.

"Don't be afraid. I'll save you. Bear it first."

"Good pain..." Han Ting Xi trembled badly because of the pain, and his forehead was already dripping with cold sweat.

Mu Zhuoshen simply stopped the blood for her and raised her left hand, "I'll find medicine. You keep this position and don't move, otherwise the blood won't stop."

"Pain... Sobbing..." Han Tingxi sobbed helplessly, despair and pain churning violently in the bottom of his heart.

Deep in his heart, Mu Zhuo turned and ran away.

In less than a minute, he ran back with a pile of trauma drugs from the pharmacy.

Mu Zhuoshen was born in an aristocratic family of traditional Chinese medicine. When he was studying, he was keen on chemical experiments. After learning, he practiced superb medical skills and knew first aid like the back of his hand.

A few minutes later, Han Tingxi's hand was wrapped in a thick bandage.

Mu Zhuo looked down at the pale melon seed face, his voice was low and hoarse, "who did it?"

"Joe... Little..." Han Ting Xi just said the name, and his body couldn't stop shaking with fear.

Mu Zhuoshen looked slightly stunned. Why is Qiao Shao???

Qiao Shao never gets angry easily. Once he gets angry, he may stab him down.

"What have you done? How can you make him so angry? "

"I, Wuwu..."

Han Tingxi didn't know how to say these things. He was afraid and wronged, and turned into tears.

Mu Zhuo sighed deeply. Don't guess, it's mostly related to Wendy.

In the world, the factors that can make Joe less lose his mind and waste his hands and feet can only be related to Wendy.

"I advised you not to act rashly. Why don't you listen?"

"I just told Wendy that she and Huo Jun were infected with x-tui virus. Who knows that she was so frightened and suddenly gave birth prematurely. I don't want to..."

Han Tingxi regretted and his intestines turned blue.

If time could come again, she would never make a fool to offend that woman again.

Mu Zhuo frowned deeply and said, "Wendy was used as a living experiment since childhood. Later, she became a beggar and stole money. Her life experience is sad enough. You shouldn't gossip about her hard fought life, especially death. Everyone is afraid of death."

After hearing these words, Han Tingxi's heart seemed to be baptized by the storm, and guilt arose spontaneously.