Didn't you always refuse to forgive him?

Why did he think she was a little disappointed!

Just at this time, the doctor is helping Su Mohan to deal with the wound on his back.

After wiping the wound on the back with the sterilized cotton swab in his hand, the doctor's action on his hand was stunned.

Before the skin rolled into a piece, plus the blood scab has solidified, resulting in the wound blurred, a pool of blood red.

However, after wiping with alcohol, he found that the knife edge was a little strange. The rolled skin seemed to have two layers. The outer layer of skin seemed to have a thin film of unknown substance, which was close to transparent color. After sticking on the skin, it was integrated with the skin.

And the film below is more like the real skin, even can see the fiber of the skin.

Su Mo Han looks back from ye Fei's body and seems to have noticed the doctor's strangeness.

It seems that this time the knife edge happened to be in a covered place, causing the doctor's suspicion.

"Hurry up." Su Mo opened his mouth in a cold voice, with a touch of impatience.

The doctor trembled with fright. When he looked up, he turned his head and looked back. His eyes were cold. With a touch of warning, he couldn't help swallowing his mouth. The movement of his hands was also accelerated a few minutes. Where could he ask more questions.

Ye Fei has been drooping her eyes and didn't notice this detail, but the mood of the whole person is somewhat inexplicably low.

Song Yichen is not su Mo Han, really not su Mo Han

But she Can she and another man walk so close, how can she be worthy of Su Mohan?

Ye Fei's eyes are moist. Even though she has always felt that she has tried to avoid song Yichen, she still feels guilty at the bottom of her heart, which makes her breathless.

Even though they are similar, they are still two different people. What is she thinking about? How can she think that song Yichen is Su Mohan?

Thinking of this, ye Fei is completely silent.

At the moment, with the ambulance and police car farther and farther away, an ordinary car parked at the bottom of Boyu building is gradually running and starting.

"Madam, it seems that Zuo Jiandong's trial is still effective. After all, there will be traces of one's behavior and habits. According to the information sources received by the police station, it is no doubt that Su Mohan's people knew that. Combined with our previous investigation, according to my humble opinion, this song Yichen is Su Mohan. There is no doubt that song Yichen is Su Mohan."

A middle-aged man in his fifties was sitting in the co pilot's seat with some wrinkles on his face, but his bearing was not damaged.

The man turned his head slightly and looked at the elegant woman behind him, seriously expressing his opinions.

The woman in the back seat is wearing a white professional suit and a colorful satin silk scarf around her neck. Her posture is graceful and graceful, and her body is always full of unspeakable elegance. She is attracted by her calm bearing and beauty, like a beautiful spotted snake.

The woman's expression light, is looking at own red nail, gently should a, not warm not fire mouth way: "this kind of waste, also only so little function."

"But I really can't think of it. What's the purpose of Su Mohan's doing this?" The man is going over and talking again.

This woman is no one else. It's just Ginny who hasn't appeared for a long time.

Jinmani's eyes fell out of the window, and her thin lips opened gently. She said slowly, "Su Mohan clearly had a chance to help her, but the life and death of her two children were unknown. As a mother, how could ye Fei not blame him? Even if it's not strange, the psychological barrier is not said to be able to pass