Su Yao picked up a vase on the bedside table and smashed it at Meng Jiao.
But I didn't expect that Meng Jiao didn't want to escape at all. The vase hit him on the head, and then it broke, and Meng Jiao was also smashed to pieces.
Looking at Meng Jiao who was smashed to death, Su Yao's eyes flashed a little regret.
He wanted to apologize to Meng Jiao, but thinking about the purpose of doing so, he forbeared.
But also pretended to be fierce, "Mengjiao, you'd better let me go, or I'll kill you one day!"
Meng Jiao didn't Miss Su Yao's regret, which made him feel a little happy. "Su Yao, I have said before that I will never let you go, and I welcome you to kill me at any time, as long as you can kill me."
Su Yao
Meng Jiao's brain is really wrong. If he continues to be so ill, he should be sent to a mental hospital.
The private doctor must have been used to such words for a long time, so he was not shocked at all, but he was a little worried about Meng Jiao's injury.
Meng Jiao can be regarded as the eye of all the people in the Meng family. If anything happens to Meng Jiao, he will also be charged as a private doctor.
If you just lose this job, it's OK. If you lose this life, it's really over.
"Mr. Meng, your head is still bleeding. Let me help you deal with the wound."
"No, I'm fine."
Before returning to Meng's home, he was beaten almost every day, and even nearly killed several times.
The couple didn't send him to the hospital because they thought the medical expenses were too expensive. If they left him in the utility room and let him survive, he survived.
So this little injury is nothing to him at all.
"Mr. Meng, you'd better let me deal with it for you."
Meng Jiao frowned and said, "if you don't use it, you can go now."
The private doctor was very embarrassed, because his employer didn't take his body as a tool at all, so he asked Su Yao for help. "Mr. Su, please advise Mr. Meng. If he doesn't deal with his head injury, it will be serious."
Mr. Meng likes Mr. Su so much. As long as Mr. Su speaks, he will change his mind immediately.
Meng Jiao looked at Su Yao expectantly, wondering what he would say.
All of a sudden, Su Yao, who was arrived by cure, said "..."
Can I help you?
Meng Jiao refuses to deal with the wound, so let him go. Anyway, he won't die.
And he really wants to see something wrong with Meng Jiao, so that he can get out of here.
At this time, the private doctor said, "Mr. Su, I can see clearly just now that you smashed Mr. Meng with a vase like this, so you have to be responsible for Mr. Meng."
Su Yao
It's right that he smashed Meng Jiao like this, but he didn't hide
But what's this sense of guilt about?
Forget it, just this time. After all, he was wrong, but this time.
No matter what happened to Meng Jiao in the future, he would never take care of it again.
Su Yao took a deep breath and looked at Meng Jiao, "Meng Jiao, you can't die before I kill you."
Meng Jiao's eyes brightened. "Su Yao, do you care about me?"
Su Yao rolled a white eye, "your brain is really more and more problem, let the doctor give you a look?"