"What did you say?"

Zong Youcheng asked in disbelief.

"Time is up."

Chen Tianxiang light finish saying, didn't hurt hand immediately picked up the knife high raised, mercilessly toward his little finger pierced in the past.

"No!"

"No!"

Startled voice four rises, Chen Tianxiang's knife stabs down but stops in the mid air, he always takes advantage of the fundus of the eye flash a touch of surprise, fundus injury a touch of waves.

See, the knife in his hand didn't fall on his hand, when his knife fell, Chen Tianxiang had already stood beside him, a hand stretched out to grasp his knife hard.

The sharp blade is grasped by him and cuts the palm of his hand. The fresh blood drops down on the back of Chen Tianxiang's hand like a broken red bean.

It never occurred to him that Zong Youcheng would suddenly do so.

Time seems to be in that moment static, a people are staring at this scene, Nanxiao Book afraid to close his eyes for a long time to dare to open.

The whole living room was unusually quiet.

Zong Youcheng looked at his bleeding arm and sighed, "don't worry about me. Let the servant come. You wrap up your arm first."

"No!"

He wants to come himself.

Zong Youcheng looked at his arm in some can't bear, he slightly frowned, when did he become so soft hearted?

After all, it's his own son. How can he be so hard hearted that he really doesn't care about his own son?

In the past six years, he has hardly returned to his home. When he can see him, it's only at some dinner parties, but it's also a flash. He never takes the initiative to say hello to him.

At that time, he was even more angry that the child really cut off the relationship with him!

Looking at his bloody arm, his heart hurt a touch of heartache, he secretly looked at the side of the servant, gave the servant a wink.

The servant immediately came forward, took out the bandage from the medicine box, and carefully observed Chen Tianxiang's look. He didn't mean to refuse, but carefully wiped the blood on Zong Youcheng's hands.

But as soon as she touched his arm, his cold eyes shot straight at him

The servant was shocked by his cold eyes, his fingers trembled, and his bandage fell to the ground.

She looked at him nervously, not daring to say more, and retreated to one side in horror.

Zong Youcheng looked at him with some helplessness.

Nanxiao book has been sitting on the sofa, he is beside her a few steps away, looking at the blood on the ground, her heart can not help but worry.

If he is bleeding like this, will he lose too much blood and faint?

She bit her lip and looked at him at the thought of his refusal. She hesitated, and her eyes finally fell on the bandage in the medicine box.

Her eyes sank, she got up and limped to him, squatting down slightly.

Chen Tianxiang see her come not from the frown, he raised his eyes to see the side of Nanxiao book one eye, open mouth want to say what, but by Nanxiao book immediately stopped.

"Shut up! You don't care about my business! First of all, I'm not for you, just because I'm a nurse. It's also my remorse to save the life and heal the wounded. "

She a words call Chen Tianxiang open to half of the mouth closed again.

She cares about herself?

But her words were not nice, but he felt her hidden concern from her words.

His eyes flashed a touch of pleasure, even if her duty is good, his heart is still warm.

Chen Tianxiang's fingers move slightly, allowing her to toss on her arm, her action is gentle, but there is a tension in the bottom of her eyes.

Is it really just ordinary life-saving?

What is the tension for?

Sitting in Chen Tianxiang opposite Zong Youcheng will two people look in the eyes, his heart is very helpless, did not expect that he is still so concerned about this woman.

Can't he forget this woman in six years?

Nanxiao book carefully help him wipe the wound, whether she poured disinfectant or sew the wound to him, he did not change his face, as if the flesh and blood are not long in his body.

Chen Tianxiang helps him to bandage the wound. Although all his attention is on his arm, even if he doesn't look, he can guess who ordered the servant.

If Zong Youcheng didn't speak, no servant would dare to be close to him at this time.

Nanxiao Book know his temper, quickly help him deal with the wound, random suture disinfection, avoid infection on the bandage.

After fixing his wound, she didn't even have the courage to look at his father and son. She wanted to tell him not to use force. After thinking about it, she took a look at his hand and didn't say anything.She got up in silence and went back to her seat.

"Why are you doing this?"

Chen Tianxiang can't help but ask.

Since you care about him, why do you embarrass him everywhere.

"You are my son! It's my duty as a father to protect you. " There is a light opening of idiom.

"Oh, but I'm also Nan Zheng's father, and it's also my duty to protect him," he believes. In the past six years, his father's heart must not feel good.

Just like him, although he said so decidedly, he couldn't help thinking of him every father's day.

There is a constant blood relationship between them.

For a moment, both of them were silent. The relationship between them could not be resolved in a word or two.

Chen Le's phone has never been hung up. She still keeps the interface of the conversation. She listens to the conversation between the two people.

However, the mobile phone was thrown aside, no matter how she yelled, no one answered her.

There was a touch of anger in her heart. She hung up angrily and then called back quickly.

Silence with a touch of light warmth in the atmosphere, the moment was destroyed by a bell.

Just then, Zong Youcheng bandaged the wound. He picked up his cell phone and took a look at it. It showed that he connected the phone without hesitation.

As soon as the phone was connected, Chen Le, with an angry voice, came from the opposite side of the mobile phone, "don't show me any father son love drama here! I'm not interested in it! "

"Chen Le!"

Zong Youcheng's voice is cold, and Mori's is cold and frightening.

It was the first time that he spoke to her in such an angry tone. Chen le was stunned. It seemed that this time he was really angry.

But what does that matter?

She doesn't care.

"Chen Le! I told you to bring Nanzheng back. Didn't you hear me? Now? Now! This is my order He tone is tough, think of just she regardless of Chen Tianxiang's life or death, his heart can't help but give birth to a stream of anger.

"Orders? You think I'll listen! "

Chen Le does not show weakness of cold voice opening, voice even more angry than he, "call Chen Tianxiang to listen to the phone! Or I'll make him never see his son

Chen Tianxiang thought of his mother's sadness before she died, and his heart couldn't help being angry. "If it wasn't for you, how could my mother have died so miserably?"

"Oh, she deserves that. If it wasn't for her appearance, I would have married Zong Youcheng long ago, and then my children wouldn't be..."

At this point, she seemed to think of some sad past, and her voice was a little bleak.

Her voice suddenly choked and didn't go on, "I don't want to tell you it's useless! Today, your son is in my hands. How can you ask me to let him go? "

Zong Youcheng was annoyed. He was angry before Chen Tianxiang said, "Chen Le! What are you going to do to my grandson! "

"For what?" Chen Le gave a cold smile, as if he had some action.

With sleep immediately came the cry of Nan Zheng: "ah! You bad woman! Don't pull my ear

The cry of pain seems to stick in Nanxiao book's heart, she can't help but stand up from the sofa, quickly went to Chen Tianxiang side, eyes anxiously looking at the mobile phone screen, "Mom! Mom, I beg you, in terms of the love between us, don't hurt Nanzheng, OK

"Chen Le! what are you doing? You are allowed to do this to him! " Zong Youcheng frowned, his eyes flashed anxiety and heartache.

That kid is his grandson.

How can he not be distressed.

"Shut up

Chen Lecai didn't have time to talk to him, "Zong Youcheng, why do you think I agreed to marry you? 1、 Is your front, two, only close to you, I will have a chance to revenge Chen Tianxiang! "

"Chen Tianxiang! If you want your son, cut off one of your fingers and send it to me! Let me see your sincerity first

Chen Tianxiang fearless, "just like this?"

He knew that she would not let Nanzheng go so easily.

"Of course not!"

Chen Lesheng said in his voice, "it's just to ensure your son's personal safety today. As for what you will do to him in the future, it depends on your performance!"

Nanxiao book in the heart flustered and uneasy, anxious eyes pan * point tears, "Mom, please, don't hurt Nanzheng, OK? Please

"It's not me you're asking for! It's Chen Tianxiang! As long as he cut off his finger today and let me see clearly, I won't hurt the child! "

Chen Le sneered, "whether he will be safe or not depends on whether he gives up his fingers."

"Good!"

When people are anxious, Chen Tianxiang gently opens thin lips and slowly spits out a word.That word made all the people present stunned, and Zong Youcheng said in a hurry, "no! Chen Le! Don't you just want money? I'll give you whatever you want! "

"Oh, money? It must be! But fingers, I'm more interested! "

Chen Tianxiang has no expression on his cold face. He slowly goes to one side, puts his mobile phone on the table and picks up the fruit knife.

It's just a finger. He doesn't care.

As soon as he picked up the knife, Mrs. Zong on one side was worried, "you silly child, you are so smart at ordinary times. How can you be confused now? Even if he promised you, do you think he would keep his word like that? "

"If she does, she may not keep her word, but if she doesn't, she will certainly hurt Nanzheng." Therefore, he has no choice.

They can't find the woman's whereabouts in half a day. Even if they do, they can't guarantee that they can bring him out of the woman's hands safely.