As a woman who loves fighting all the year round and has basic knowledge of injuries and diseases.
Rong Xuelong knew clearly, and dropped her bottle.
Infuri's face was definitely ruined.
Unlike Jiang Yilin's use of a knife to clean up her wounds, the broken glass bottle is mutilated and hideous. Not only can it cause wounds, but it will also cut the dermis and even the muscles.
When she pumped her hand, the irregular barbs also brought out fat and muscle——
In a nutshell, unless Ying Fuyi changes her head, that half of her face will never see people from now on.
But Rong Xuelong was still a little dissatisfied.
She felt that she was still a little too impulsive, and she shouldn't do it in the hospital anyway.
If you are injured in the hospital, it should not be too convenient for diagnosis and treatment.
To do this kind of detrimental thing, you should be in the wilderness and let the little **** Ying Fuyi scream every day and make the ground unworkable.
Ying Xiurui had a lot of words to say to Rong Xuelong.
However, in this situation, Infuyi cannot be left alone.
I can only rush her to see a doctor.
In the ward, suddenly only Jiang Chengwei and Rong Xuelong were left.
"It's a bit dirty here," Rong Xuelong went to the ground freely, "I'll wash my hands first, let's sit in another place."
She said that she walked towards the bathroom.
However, when the corner of her clothes brushed Jiang Chengshu, he suddenly turned around and hugged her tightly from behind.
"Sister..." His voice was as low as he used to be humble, "Sister, I'm really... very useless. If, if I were a little stronger, I wouldn't let you..."
He brought a lot of people there, but none of them belonged to him.
He doesn't have his own intelligence network, and he doesn't know how to deploy the people in his hands; no matter how many people are given to him, he won't be able to fight against opponents of equal strength.
From small to large, he has a strong grandfather as the backing, and he also lives a worry-free life under the shade of the Jiang family.
He never imagined that just the opposition from his biological mother could expose his beloved woman to such danger and coercion.
"Alright, alright," Rong Xuelong backhanded and touched Jiang Chengwei's head. "You are a baby in my eyes. My sister doesn't blame you. Just give me the handsome and responsible. I have the rest. "
Rong Xuelong always speaks without a zipper.
Jiang Chenghui's face blushed, and Rong Xuelong's arm tightened a bit.
"sister……"
Rong Xuelong felt a threatening object on her back and was horrified: "I'm going! Now that the image of my mummy is returning, you can all be interested in it? No, your taste is so heavy?"
Jiang Chengwei buried his head on Rong Xuelong's shoulder, and said embarrassingly: "I like my sister, and it's not because of your face. Even if my sister is really disfigured, it doesn't matter."
"?--Don't be numb," Rong Xuelong pushed Jiang Chengwei's head with the palm of his hand, "Who and who of us have the same feelings as buddies. If you don't talk about those vain words, I am an ugly monster. Can you still see it?"
"It's a pity that my sister is not." Jiang Chengwei smiled, "The first time I saw my sister, you are a big beauty. After I am conquered by your character and charm, appearance really doesn't matter."
"Tsk tusk tusk..." Rong Xuelong felt that her goose bumps were getting up, "A man can really say anything without a bottom line in order to fire a gun."