Chapter 220

Fortunately, it was in the hospital, and when the medical staff heard the alarm from the fire extinguisher on the floor, they ran up in a hurry, carrying stretchers to transfer patients in need in the fire.

But apparently the nurse and the doctor didn't expect to see Liang Jia covered in blood and Zhou Xingchen. He was holding Liang Jia and running towards them quickly.

When a group of people saw such a scene, they were all in a daze, looking at Zhou Xingchen and Liang Jia.

Zhou Xingchen holds Liang Jia in his arms and looks at the stunned expression of the nurse. He pulls away the person in front of him, bypasses the stunned nurse and walks to the emergency room.

Zhou Xingchen's step was very fast, his hand was stained with thick blood again, and some of the dried blood was stained with Liang Jia's bright red liquid again because of the turbulence.

When he finally entered the emergency room, Zhou Xingchen finally regained his sanity under the doctor's comfort. Under the doctor's guidance, he put down Liang Jia and went outside to relax or bandage.

His mind was buzzing, until Liang Jia entered the operating room, he was able to breathe a little.

At that moment, he was really afraid. He felt that his whole life had been controlled in that short five minutes. Now he seems to be a little afraid. Just now, he didn't teach Ouyang ye a lesson for a few minutes. That scum is really nothing. Jiaer's life is the most important thing.

I don't know if Liang Jia is in trouble. He looks up at the operating room in front of him. The red light is on and the words are still in operation. He holds a heart and feels that the feeling of being out of breath is coming back again.

Ouyang Qi's face suddenly flashed in his mind. He thought that Ouyang Qi had gone away quietly after stabbing Liang Jia. His pupils became deep in an instant, and suddenly he started to smile.

He suddenly put out his hand to make a call, just to disperse the anxiety of waiting.

His hand was clenched into a fist, and his face was like Shura's, as if he was going to cut the person on the other end of the phone.

When the phone was connected, Ouyang Qi's arrogant laughter came from the other end. Obviously, he didn't know that one of his son's legs had been destroyed by a broken glass of Zhou Xingchen.

Maybe, never.

"Zhou Shao, it's rare that you still have time to call me. Is your little wife out of danger?" Ouyang Qi was drinking tea slowly on the phone, pretending to ask casually.

But now Zhou Xingchen is not in the mood to play with him. He smiles cruelly and seems to be issuing the final decree to the Ouyang family. His voice is very low, with a chilling chill: "Ouyang Qi, listen to me. Don't start playing with me. I'll tell you if Liang Jia really has something to do today, So... "

His words are like a sharp blade, which can directly pierce people's heart. His voice is a little low, and he suddenly laughs softly: "well, I want your whole Ouyang family and your so-called industry to be buried with me."

"Every one of you, I will not let go." He looked up at the flashing red light in the operating room and narrowed his eyes: "I will make your life worse than death!"

Liang Jia's injury can't be covered up all the time. In half a day, several people have already known about it, including Xia Zhiyang, the famous Xia family.

Although the Xia family is second only to the Zhou family in recent years, it is still very fast to be careful in getting information.

Liang Jia, after all, is Xia Zhiyang's daughter, or the daughter who has been separated for many years. Xia Zhiyang's feelings towards Liang Jia are complex, not only guilt, but also love and pity. But because of Liang Jia's stubborn and tough attitude, Xia Zhiyang has never shown it. In his heart, he knows that Liang Jia hates him after all.

I don't know how Liang Jia is hurt. According to the report provided by her subordinates, Liang Jia is now in the operating room. The situation is not optimistic, and I don't know what happened.

Xia Zhiyang puts on his coat and is thinking of going through the living room and rushing to the hospital from the gate. Overnight, he seemed to be a teenager, his hair seemed to be dyed white, and the strands of hair were scattered on the hairline. He stretched out his hand to push the door of the Xia family, but just touched the handle on the door, but was suddenly interrupted by a female voice.

"Dad, where are you going?"

Xia qin'er slowly closes the door and walks out of the room. He looks at Xia Zhiyang putting on his coat and holding a fruit basket in his hand. His eyes twinkle. He suddenly realizes that Xia Zhiyang is going to visit Liang Jia.

After all, she is still the daughter of the Xia family. When she heard the news, she sneered in her heart, and her crazy jealousy was finally reduced a little.For Xia qin'er, this is a big good news. She looks forward to the day when Liang Jia is really dead.

She went over, took the flower basket in Xia Zhiyang's hand and said with a smile, "Dad, isn't sister Liang Jia with Xing Chen now? She doesn't need you to go. Maybe you'll make trouble. Xing Chen may not like to see you either. "

This remark seems to be watertight. On the surface, it is for the sake of Xia Zhiyang, so Xia Zhiyang is not allowed to visit his daughter. But in fact, Xia qiner doesn't want Xia Zhiyang to approach Liang Jia at all, thus igniting their own father daughter relationship.

After all, with Liang Jia's loss of memory, the relationship between father and daughter grew a little fast, but that was only bad for her, not good for her.

Therefore, she naturally had to let them two people out of sight, and Liang Jia had better die, which was in line with her heart. After all, when she died, she would have a chance to get what she wanted.

Xia Zhiyang frowned invisibly, and his deep eyes looked up and down at Xia qiner. It seemed that he was looking at a stranger. He reached out to take back the fruit basket, and his voice was a little low: "no, I didn't go to see Jia Jia, I just want to know her injury."

See Xia Zhiyang insist to go, Xia qiner some anxious, her eyes slightly narrowed, eyes in a flash of deep light, her hand gradually closed, toward Xia Zhiyang showed a smile: "sister now still need to rest, should not be disturbed, if you want to know how sister's injury becomes, intelligence will not be reported to dad every day you listen to it?"

She shows a smile, eyes seem to be full of expectations to see Xia Zhiyang, hope that the people in front of her can say a satisfactory answer.