Chapter 131

Liu morxi was not afraid, but was too scared to shout. She just felt her nerves explode and all her hair stand up.

This thrilling and creepy scene, she only saw once when she was kidnapped last time, but that person's blood was not only bleeding, which was comparable to the picture of blood flowing in front of her now.

Housekeeper Ling held her hand and felt her tremble. Liu morxi's limbs were stiff and staring at a small white face.

"Miss Liu..." she tried to call her, but there was no response.

Liu morxi was frightened again. When she brought her back before, Li Mu said that she was too frightened and drank a few traditional Chinese medicines to adjust her complexion. Now it's a waste of previous efforts.

Yin Mo Ting pulled Liu Mo Xi's body and buried her head in her chest to prevent her from seeing the bloody scene in front of her.

He motioned his men to the second floor with his lips. When they staggered and disappeared in sight, Yin moting slowly released Liu morxi in his arms.

"Xi Xi, it's all right. Don't be afraid of me."

Liu Moxi nodded mechanically, and his eyes showed irrecoverable fear.

Yin moting gives Liu Moxi to housekeeper Ling. Now he has to go to the second floor to deal with the wounded with Li Mu. They don't have many hands here. We still need to cure them and restore their combat effectiveness.

Liu morxi sat alone on the sofa. She felt like a golden iron ball falling on her ass. she might never get up again.

Looking at housekeeper Ling calmly cleaning the mess, the scarlet blood was slowly diluted into pink and gradually faded away, as if there had never been blood, and the floor became clean and bright again, flashing its soft light under the light of the crystal lamp.

Although the blood color had faded, the smell of blood always lingered in her nose and never disappeared.

Is Yin moting really a murderer? Liu morxi secretly figured out in her heart that she had guessed that Yin moting might go out at night. She was hit by her.

What are they doing upstairs? In addition to bandaging the wound, Yin moting is definitely not just a businessman.

She wanted to go upstairs and eavesdrop on what they were doing and discuss?

Liu Moxi shook her head hard and threw the idea out. What do they do and what does it have to do with her? She doesn't want to meddle in their business!

After sitting for a while, she felt her ass burning hot. She simply stood up and crept to the stairs.

Step by step, I finally went up to the second floor and heard a scream.

"Ah..." the cry was earth shaking.

The shocked Liu Moxi retreated several steps, and she thought to herself: is this dressing up the wound to save people, or is it torture?

The sound soon disappeared, and even the echo disappeared on the silent second floor. She dared to approach the door of the room again.

Liu morxi bit her teeth and felt relieved. She leaned over the door and opened a gap to look inside. Li Mu and Yin moting were nervously cooperating to bandage the wounded.

The general operation of racing against time, gauze, tweezers and scissors fly sideways, and the dressing on the wound is connected. No wonder it's so miserable.

The only one with the most serious injury was Anyang lying on the operating table. He should have been shot in the abdomen. Liu Moxi looked clearly in the crack of the door. Li Mu took tweezers and didn't even give anesthetics. He forcibly buckled the bullet out.

It's not saving people. It's obviously killing pigs!