Chapter 471

As soon as she got into the cruise ship, she would be dizzy. As soon as she was dizzy, she would inform the police and get the stolen goods.

The plan is perfect.

How did she get out?

"Why didn't those people chase her while she was hurt?"

"Because Fu Shao arrived in time, there was no way to pursue him."

He Yan's expression is a little stunned, so when she sees that her classmate is kidnapped and involves herself, Wenqiao doesn't mess up. She can even think of sending a message to Fu Nanli? Then he escaped from a dozen mercenaries.

She can't help but doubt that Wenqiao is really just an ordinary college student?

As far as her heart is concerned, she is more indifferent to Fu Nan.

Isn't Fu Nanli very busy?

She was standing, and suddenly felt powerless under her feet. She sat in the sofa and put out her hand to cover her face. "Don't involve us in it."

"No, don't worry."

He Yan smiles and looks at him: "you handle affairs, I am always at ease."

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wenjo felt that he had been dreaming for a long time, but human dreams, only when they were on the verge of waking up, would be remembered. Most of the other dreams would gradually disappear with the chaotic sleep and coma.

She only remembered that she was running and running in that cruise ship, in the red carpet corridor, many rooms. She looked for it from room to room, as if every room was a copy, and all of them were the same scene. There was a black Mandala in the white glazed vase. The stem was thin and bleeding, and the five pointed stars were reflected on the wall, emitting black Color light comes.

Every room is the same, every room is the same.

She was panting and her forehead was covered with sweat.

At the end of the corridor, I saw a teenager in a white shirt and looked at her with a smile.

When he enters a room, Wenqiao rushes to the room, opens the door and enters with one foot. The sky is bright, and there is an abyss outside.

Suddenly Wenjo opened his eyes, and his eyes were white and his red eyes.

The pain spread out in an instant. She was stabbed by a knife. Now the anesthesia just disappeared. It was not the right time for her to wake up.

Seeing his eyes open, Fu Nanli was completely relieved.

But see her eyes do not see panic, do not see palpitations, how angry again, the first sentence asked the export is also: "pain?"

Wenqiao used to say that it was ok, a little injury, nothing, but this time, she hoarse said: "pain."

She finally cried out the pain, because it really hurt. The knife was nearly three inches deep. Although it didn't hurt the vital part, the pain was real.

Fu Nanli opened a corner of her medical uniform and saw the scarlet blood on the gauze. The heartache was real, and the anger was real: "in order to save such a insignificant person, I didn't want to die, didn't you, wenjo?"

His voice was low and angry. Wenjo's face was pale and his lips were empty. Excited by his anger, he moved his body and got involved in the wound. He couldn't stop humming, closed his eyes and forbearance.

Fu Nanli was not willing to blame her for half a sentence: "does it hurt? What are you doing? "

This kind of wound, rub also can't rub, touch also can't touch, Fu Da Shao can only reach out to grasp her hand: "I call the doctor to come over?"

Wenqiao shook his head: "it doesn't hurt so much if you don't move."