Chapter 1135

Cry stopped, the heart of area little Chen also no longer so painful.

"Why did it take so long?" Mu Jingcheng's voice of reproach rang, and his voice was hoarse like a child.

"Sorry..." Qu Shaochen gently released her, looked at her face full of scars and tears guilt, "sorry, I'm late."

Mu Jingcheng looked at him and burst into tears.

She was not afraid of death, but of losing herself.

Death, everything will become clean, but if you are not clean, even death will become dirty, unbearable, even dirty.

So, at that moment, what she was most afraid of was that her body was touched by Hu Ming. Fortunately, Qu Shaochen came, otherwise, she would even feel sorry for her death.

She couldn't bear it. She couldn't bear it.

Thank God, thank Qu Shaochen, thank her for the right to live.

Mu Jing orange tightly hugs Qu Shaochen, tightly hugs him, in the heart has one kind of feeling which cannot say, firmly blocks in the heart, stuffy, sour.

"Are you better? If it's better, let me see the wound. " Just then a woman's voice rang.

Mu Jingcheng looked at the source of the voice in surprise, and then exclaimed, "Congling?"

Ice and snow Congling squatted down and looked at her with a worried face, and hugged her in her arms. Her eyes became sour. "Honey, you suffer."

In an instant, Mu Jing orange's eyes were wet again.

She saw Yi junyang, but also saw his worried eyes.

In a flash I understood what was going on.

"Thank you, thank you..."

"Fool, what do you say, thank you?" Ice snow Congling let go of her, looking at her face tears and blood intertwined, distressed, "let's go back to the car, I'll clean up the wound for you, other things, let's go back, OK?"

Mu Jing orange gently nodded her head, and the tears that originally existed in her eyes also rolled down with her nodding.

Qu Shaochen gently picked her up from the ground, looking at the face covered with tears and blood, heart bursts of pain.

Just at this time, Fang Weide finished dealing with the affairs under the bridge and rushed over.

When he saw the scars on Mu Jingcheng's whole body and the torn clothes on his back, he could not help clenching his hands tightly into fists

"Take care of it!" Qu Shaochen looks at Fang Weide. There is no temperature in his voice. "No trace left!"

"I understand!"

Yi junyang took a look at Hu Ming who died of fainting on the ground. He also took a look at the cold back of Qu Shaochen, and sighed helplessly.

These people, really is the king of hell to urge life, they who don't provoke, must let District Shaochen? Who doesn't recruit, must recruit the woman of district Shaochen?

This time, they can't save their lives. Maybe I can't even save my soul.

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benevolence hospital

although after the initial treatment of ice and snow Congling, Mu Jingcheng, who seems to be better, is sent to the hospital now, which is still a kind of shocking heartache.

Although there were no fatal wounds on her body, there were dozens of wounds large and small.

Especially in the abdomen.

Mu Jingcheng knew that it was the place where Hu Ming was stabbed. Although he felt the pain at that time, he didn't know it was such a deep wound.

At that time, she thought she would die, but now, lying on the operating table, looking at Qu Shaochen standing by her side, Mu Jingcheng suddenly has a feeling of being separated.

"With me, don't be afraid!" District Little Chen tightly behind her hand, "the small wound is just, handle once all right."

Although he was heartbroken, he was gentle and calm when he comforted Mu Jingcheng.

He didn't want her to have a burden, and he didn't want her to be afraid. It was all his responsibility. He had to bear it and spend it with her.

"Well!" Mu Jingcheng nodded gently.

At the moment, the anesthetic worked, and her mind was a little hazy.

She knew that the person who accompanied her was Qu Shaochen, and she knew that he would protect herself, but she couldn't help getting nervous.

Because her brain kept repeating those terrible situations, whether it's paddy field, or grassland, all uncontrollable wandering in her brain.

It can't go away.

"Help me..." Mujing orange tightly holds his big hand, eyes a little confused looking at the light on the top of his head, and then powerless, gradually closed his eyes.

District Little Chen looking at her, looking at her to clench oneself but gradually loosen of hand, eyes not from of acid.

The operation went well and ended in less than an hour.

Back in the ward, Qu Shaochen has been with her.

Until the next morning, Mujing orange woke up, he did not leave.See Mu Jing orange open eyes, but has not spoken of stare at oneself to see, district little Chen slightly pulled a lip Cape, lightly kiss her hand back, the vision is gentle looking at her, wake up? "

Mu Jing orange blinked gently, but did not speak.

Looking at her canthus again tears overflow out, area less Chen gently erase for her, heart sour pain.

"It's all over. It's ok..."

Mu Jingcheng nodded, but still did not speak.

Because at this moment, she didn't know what to say.

"Fool! Why are you crying again? " Qu Shaochen gently stroked her hair, wiped her tears, and looked at her painfully, "don't cry, OK?"

"Do you care?" As soon as he opened his mouth, tears came out.

District Little Chen not from of a Zheng, don't understand her this words of meaning, "how?"

"I..." Mu Jingcheng's voice choked and his eyes were red. "I was almost..."

"What nonsense?" District Little Chen heartache of looking at her, "originally is no matter, you don't want to think again, OK?"? It's over... "

"And if so?" Mu Jingcheng looks at him, and it's like a nightmare haunting her.

Even if nothing happened, even if it was just a nightmare, she was still scared to death.

She was afraid that Qu Shaochen didn't come at that time. She was afraid that everything was too late. She was afraid that

So, even if she escaped from death, even if nothing happened, she still couldn't forget, couldn't get over the chopping, and always felt that she was not clean.

"There won't be!" Qu Shaochen looked at her firmly, "even if there is I don't care! "

"No!" But mu Jing orange suddenly refused, "you care!"

Looking at her so firm facial expression, the district little Chen not from tiny a Zheng.

He looked at Mu Jing orange with a look of remorse and memory. Although he loved her, he didn't know what to say to help her.

"Why do I care?" Qu Shaochen looked at her straight, "even if things happen, it's not what you want, and..."