Chapter 395: Song Wu worry will martial arts?

Gu Yu walked straight with his long legs and walked over with his hands on the guardrail.

Although it was early in the morning, the lights in the hospital were bright.

Downstairs, quiet as usual, the nurse, long ago did not know where to go.

It seems that the other party is a master, and when you jump down, you are hiding in which corner.

The other party will not die, Gu Yu does not care.

His current mood is like a wild wave, rolling non-stop.

His eyes were deep and sharp, his hands, the grip of the guardrail, the tight muscles on his face and the tight lips, it was obvious that he was enduring something.

If he doesn't call her in time, is she going to jump from here?

Will she be killed?

Who is she, how is her skill better than him?

The body can easily fly forward, which is the same as the female man who will be light in the costumes.

However, what he just watched was not a costume film.

The woman who jumped from here was not drowned, and it must have been trained as a devil. Simply put, the other is a professional killer.

Song Wu worry?

When they met, she was thirteen years old.

At that time, she, fuck~, what martial arts!

Song Wu, standing next to him, clearly felt his depression and oppression.

She licked her lips and looked at him. "How come you? Isn't it coming tomorrow?"

Gu Yu turned his head, and the deep phoenix phoenix revealed the emotion that Song Wushou could not understand. "If you miss you, you will come in advance."

The low voice, magnetic, sexual sense, is no different from usual.

But Song Wushou heard that he was suppressing something.

"Are you okay?" Gu Yu looked at her, and the tone suddenly eased.

Song Wu worry shook his head: "Nothing."

It was the two arms that were sour. When she saw the other party wanting Liu Zhiming, she thought that the other party would force the class to go to death, she hated.

When hate comes up, when she is in the midst of a thousand miles, she can attack and attack each other like the power of the wilderness.

During this time, I exercised. This weak body was a lot stronger, but it was the first time I had a fight. The other side recruited her to win her life. When the arm collided with the other side, it was very painful.

Song has no worries and grinned. In the end, this body is still weak, and it is necessary to strengthen exercise.

Gu Yu looked at her for a moment, then bypassed her and walked in.

Straight posture, like the emperor, I can see that Liu Zhiming is a little trembling.

Song Wu worry slightly frowned, looking at his straight back, he seems ... very unhappy.

"Cough cough..." Liu Zhiming had a chest pain and cough again.

Song Wuzhe walked in and looked at Liu Zhiming. "Looking for a doctor on duty, it may be internal injuries."

"Mrs. Gu, you are my goddess!" Liu Zhiming risked his life and praised Song in the face of Gu Yu.

Finished, coughing again.

Song Wushou frowned: "Please look at the doctor first."

"Good." Liu Zhiming nodded, then looked at Xu Jing, "Mouse, help me to find a doctor on duty to check for internal injuries."

"Mouse?" Xu Jing said: "You call me?"

"The timid mouse is afraid of death, it is you."

Xu Jing listened, his face sank, just wanted to swear, but felt that the current atmosphere was not right, she glanced at Liu Zhiming, helped him, out of the ward.

Out of the ward, the two began a war of words.

Liu Zhiming and Xu Jing left, and Ade also retired.

Ban Jianing slept very well in the small room in the middle, and the outside fight did not wake him up.

The ward suddenly calmed down.

Gu Yu glanced at the messy scene, took a deep breath, then turned around and looked at Song Worry intricately.