And it seems that because she is also more and more impatient, and the movements are a bit rude, with a piece of drum and blood on the back of her hand, it looks a bit shocking.

But Su Mo Han seemed not to see it at all. He just said coldly again: "change your hand and prick it again."

The doctor repeatedly to the leaf imperial concubine again, but the leaf imperial concubine each time is impatient to tear off the drip tube.

An hour later, the atmosphere in the room had reached freezing point, and ye Fei's hands were covered with dense pinholes, which were swollen like two steamed buns. When ye Fei pulled off the needle again, Su Mohan finally did not let the doctor continue. He pursed his lips and stood staring at Ye Fei for a long time. His eyes were deep. It seemed that there would be an outbreak at any time A storm.

Ye Fei is also quietly looking at him, with a touch of persistence under her eyes. Su Mohan, why don't you let me go? For you, is it really so hard to accept without a woman?

Su Mo hanqiang held back the pain in his heart and dropped his eyes. His voice didn't fluctuate a bit. He said, "tie her up for me."

Ye Fei's whole body trembled. She looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, but suddenly felt that she was really ridiculous. Yes, how could she fight him? How could she fight him!

Housekeeper and maid quickly prepared the rope, looking at Ye Fei for a time, but did not know how to start.

Su Mo Han step forward, will ye Fei with her blanket together, throw directly on the bed, and then wait for housekeeper and others to hand, directly take over the rope, intend to do it himself.

"Su Mohan, let me go! You bastard, I hate you, I hate you Ye Fei struggled desperately, but where could she have some strength? Even if she had, how could she break free from the confinement of Su Mo Han.

Su Mo Han always calm face, for her shouts deaf, pressed her wrist directly tied to the bedside railing.

Ye Fei's other hand kept beating. Some long fingernails even made a mark on Su Mohan's neck, but Su Mohan was not moved at all. Soon, ye Fei found that her other wrist could not move. The rope firmly tied her wrist to the pole at the head of the bed, which made her ache.

Ye Fei raised her head and bit on Su Mo Han's shoulder. The tears accumulated over the past few days could not be restrained any more. It was like the flood that opened the floodgate and surged out.

Su Mo cold stuffy hum, eyes are also more and more red, but the action on the hand is still not stopped.

"Su Mo Han, I hate you, I hate you!" Ye Fei was hoarse and hoarse, with seaweed like long hair scattered in disorder, and with a pale face and full of tears, she was haggard beyond words.

Su Mo Han was almost out of breath, and the hand holding Ye Fei's wrist began to shake continuously. He tied another rope for a long time, but he couldn't even tie a knot.

"Come here!" Su Mo Han simply released his hand and said to the maid on one side.

The maid rushed forward to take over the rope to take over Su Mohan's action, and tied up the other wrist of Ye Fei.

After a few minutes, ye Fei's two wrists were firmly fixed and could not move any more. The doctor injected her with glucose again. This time, she could not continue to pull off the needle.