When the word hospital was said, yetingchen immediately narrowed his eyes dangerously, and his black eyes shrank. The woman's mobile phone was in yelinghan's hand, but yelinghan was in the hospital. What does this mean?

It means something may have happened to that woman.

Immediately, the heart seemed to be tightly pinched by something and out of breath.

The voice that night Tingchen hears takes to suppress anxious dark: "which hospital?"

Night Linhan recalled, then said a name, and then said, "with me here, you should deal with the things in the company first. Don't hurry."

Then he hung up and returned his mobile phone to Shen Jiamu.

As soon as he looked back, he found that his hand was covering Shen Jiamu's mouth, because when Shen Jiamu wanted to speak just now, night Linhan directly raised his hand to cover her mouth and didn't give her a chance to speak.

Shen Jia frowned tightly at dusk.

"I'm sorry." night Linhan returned her cell phone and smiled: "I also want to be selfish once."

Shen Jiamu's mood suddenly became microsecond, and the little Yan on her side blinked nervously. A moment later, she was ecstatic in her heart. Looking at the cold night... It seemed that she was deeply rooted in love.

"The patient has been sent to the emergency room. It's estimated that he won't be able to get out in a moment and a half. You two are hurt like this. I'll take you to check the wound first."

"No." when Shen Jiamu saw that he got up and wanted to pull himself, he immediately rejected his proposal: "take Xiaoyan first, and I'll watch here."

The cold night frowned and said displeased, "twilight."

"Brother, this is a very important thing. Please don't interfere with me!"

Shen Jiamu pursed his lips and said coldly.

The night was cold: "

The little face changed.

For a long time, night Lin smiled bitterly: "I still have no way to take you. Since you insist, I'll take Xiaoyan to deal with the wound first. When she comes back, you can deal with the wound with me."

Probably felt that this arrangement was the same. Shen Jiamu didn't make a sound again.

Night Lenghan took Xiaoyan to deal with the wound. Shen Jiamu was left sitting alone at the scene. In fact, she and Xiaoyan were badly hurt. Those women were very heavy.

Visible, scarred.

What is invisible is the deepening of internal injury.

Shen Jiamu almost moved his arm and lifted his leg. He felt that the bones of his whole body were hurting.

It's terrible for women to fight.

She smiled at herself and shook her head.

I don't know how long it took. Shen Jiamu leaned back. When she was so tired that she wanted to close her eyes, she heard the sound of a wheelchair rolling.

The more you listen, the more familiar you feel. When the sound of the wheelchair reaches her, Shen Jiamu suddenly opens his eyes, and then sees yetingchen close at hand.

It's only a short time since I hung up the phone. He just... Appeared in front of her?

"Second marriage girl!"

He angrily grabbed her shoulder, looked at her whole body with a cold and fierce line of sight, and when he saw that her whole body was hurt, an anger rose in his black eyes, "who hurt you like this?"

Then he seemed to think of something. He looked around, but saw her alone. He asked coldly, "is it cold at night?"

After listening, Shen Jiamu calmed down. Her pink lips moved and whispered, "can you move gently... My shoulder hurts."

Her body was hurt. When he pinched her shoulder, it felt like the skeleton of her whole body was going to be broken.

Night Tingchen was stunned. He recovered and found that her face and lips were white. He quickly released his hand.

The expression on Junmei's face became more gloomy, and there was anger lingering in the bottom of her eyes.

A moment later, he clasped her wrist and said, "go to the doctor with me."

"Don't hurt." Shen Jiamu pointed to his wrist.

Night Tingchen paused and finally didn't let go of her. Instead, he gently pulled up her sleeve. When he saw that her white arm was covered with large and small, intricate scratches and pinch marks, the black eyes burst out a strong anger.

"Who did it?"

Shen Jiamu's heart was soft and in a mess.

When Mingming was on the phone, night Linghan told him to deal with the company's affairs first, but after hanging up the phone for a few minutes, he appeared in front of him. If he didn't run the red light, he came in a flying car.

As for why he was so anxious, Shen Jiamu didn't want to worry about the reason now. She only knew that he was concerned about her now.

Her voice was a little lighter. "The person who hurt me is more serious than me, yetingchen... I may have made a big mistake."

Hearing this, yetingchen frowned: "what's going on? Make it clear!"

Shen Jiamu smiled and whispered, "what if I say I go to prison this time for hurting people? If I can't get out of prison all my life, you don't have to worry in the future."

Speaking of the last sentence, Shen Jiamu even lowered his head and looked at his toes without saying a word.

Night Tingchen has been frowning tightly. What is this woman talking nonsense?

"Ah." Shen Jiamu suddenly exclaimed, looking up in amazement at the night Tingchen who pulled her into his arms, "you..."

Night Tingchen pinched her small chin and said in a cold voice: "although I don't know what happened, not everyone in my night Tingchen's woman can move. If you are hurt like this, that person has to pay ten times the price."

Shen Jiamu: "

"Next, you tell me the whole thing. Don't miss any details."

Shen Jiamu shook his head, "I don't want to say."

Hearing this, yetingchen narrowed his eyes dangerously: "want to die?"

"I hurt." Shen Jiamu sucked his nose, suddenly leaned close to his chest and put his hand around his neck, "the whole body hurts. I don't want to say anything."

Originally, yetingchen wanted to lose his temper, but now she gently hugged his neck and told him that she hurt

The anger that had just burst out suddenly disappeared. I don't know when, yetingchen found that his heart was too soft. Looking at the thin little woman in his arms, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva hoarsely.

"Where does it hurt?"

Shen Jiamu closed his eyes: "it hurts everywhere."

Night Tingchen paused, "then... Let me rub it for you?"

Shen Jiamu: "

Xiao Su, who followed him: "

Please don't treat me as a transparent person?? Hehe hehe, smile manually. Bye!

Although Shen Jiamu didn't answer, yetingchen really stretched out his hand and covered her back neck. There was a large piece of blue and purple. When she snuggled down, he could see it with his head down.

The original white and smooth neck was full of blue and purple at this time. Yetingchen was distressed and angry. He rubbed it with some strength when covering it.

Shen Jiamu's body trembled, and his heart was soft in a mess. Then his hands relaxed a lot and rubbed the wound gently for her.

"Is it better?"