Chapter 220

Ouyang Ye's index finger is lightly buttoned on the table. When he hears this question, he just lightly raises his eyelids. In his thin lip, there is a cold word: "check!"

Feeling the slight tingling on his cheek, he hummed coldly: "how long has it been since no one dares to do this to me? Now I have to see who dares to attack me again after eating bear heart leopard?" There was a chill in his eyes, not a trace of emotion: "it's time to ring the alarm for some people who have forgotten those things a few years ago."

Xu Qinghua has a tight heart.

A few years ago, Ouyang Ye formally formed his own underworld forces. At that time, he appeared as the leader of the underworld sect. In a short time, he took away a lot of fat from the population. It's normal to eat black. However, some people naturally hired killers.

But as they go from third rate to first-class, they invite some famous killers, but Ouyang Ye is still alive.

Finally, a big man gritted his teeth and invited a top-level killer out to kill Ouyang Ye.

But in the end, the killer who could be ranked in the top five in the world turned into a man without a ghost three days later and was still in the big man's bed. Since then, no one dared to attack the secret door master.

Although people don't know that Ouyang Ye is the owner of the secret door, everyone knows that the relationship between YL and the secret door is extraordinary, so no one has ever dared to fight against Ouyang Ye.

This is the first time in such a long time.

"Yes." Xu Qinghua nodded respectfully and planned to go out to decorate.

"Wait a minute." Ouyang Ye stopped him from his back and said, "the police are also involved in this matter. In addition, they claim that I am seriously injured."

Although Xu Qinghua didn't understand, he didn't ask any more questions. After answering the question, he turned to do things according to Ouyang Ye's instructions.

"There's more." When he was about to step out of the room with one foot, Ouyang ye called him out again: "this news, go to inform Luo Xiaoxiao first."

When Xu Qinghua called, Luo's brain was completely blank.

In my mind, only Xu Qinghua's words are constantly replaying:

Xiaoxiao, the president was assassinated and seriously injured. Now he has no trustworthy people to take care of him. Is it convenient for you to come?

The president was seriously injured

Seriously injured

Her heart seemed to be tightly held by a big hand, which made her feel that even when she grew up, her breath was still not enough.

All kinds of dog blood plots seen in TV novels appear in her brain, which can't be removed in any case.

Luo Xiaoxiao shook his head desperately.

Why?

Ouyang Ye is so powerful. He always looks like he is the biggest. How can he hang up so easily?

Isn't there a saying?

Good people don't live long, and evil will last for thousands of years.

He's a disaster that should last for thousands of years!

When I got to the hospital, I couldn't wait for the car to stop. Luo Xiaoxiao opened the door and rushed in.

Chu frivolous sitting in the driver's seat, bitter raised the corner of the lip.

After a long time, I slowly stopped the car and walked into the hospital.

Ouyang Mo just dismissively bandaged Ouyang Ye's head firmly. A man rushed in. The door of the ward touched the doorframe and made a loud noise, which immediately attracted everyone's attention in the room.

But the culprit was staring at everyone's line of sight, but standing at the door motionless, just looking at the direction of the hospital bed, his eyes clearly contained crystal clear color.

"Little." Ouyang Mo was startled by her. Looking at Luo Xiaoyi's appearance of almost coming to mourning, he couldn't help swallowing: "the wound has been bandaged, but it's still in a coma. Since you're here, please take care of it first. I have other patients."

Finish not waiting for Luo small nod, already stride out of the ward.

To joke, the main are coming, their own light bulb to be swept out?

Luo Xiaoxiao looks at him lying on the hospital bed. His face is pale without a trace of blood color. His always sharp eyes are closed now, showing a kind of fragile Ouyang ye that she has never seen before. He walks slowly, puts some trembling hands under the tip of Ouyang Ye's nose, and after feeling his warm breathing, he can no longer help crying with joy.

Even if you know Ouyang Mo has said he's OK, but if you don't make sure again, your heart is still worried.

After confirmation, the mist in my eyes could no longer bear it and turned into tears.

Feeling the hot liquid on his face, Ouyang Ye almost tries to restrain his impulse to open his eyes and wipe Luo Xiaoxiao's tears.

But deep inside there is something called joy flowing.

Luo Xiaoxiao is worried, happy and nervous for him.

This feeling of being put in mind is so good that Ouyang ye can't help but strengthen the correctness of his decision."Ouyang Ye." Luo's small voice is no longer normal crisp, but with a repressive husky: "you will be OK, right? It must be, right? " She takes Ouyang Ye's hand and asks repeatedly, not so much about Ouyang Ye as about herself.

It's like a person wandering alone in the sea, asking over and over again, only to get an answer stubbornly.

"Will you wake up?" Luo Xiaoxiao couldn't help choking: "Why are you so careless? Aren't you always good? Why are you still lying here in a coma? If you can't wake up, then Then... "

What can you do?

Ouyang Ye silently connects the last sentence for Luo.

Luo small choked twice, and then took a deep breath. Finally, he couldn't help but lie down on him and said in a loud voice, "what about your company? So much money

The trough!

In Ouyang Ye's mind, these two words can no longer be controlled in the crazy swipe screen.

I thought you were worried about me? And you're worried about my money?

excuseme？

What about the most basic trust between people?

In fact, Luo Xiaoxiao really wants to say that he is dead. What should he do? But when I said it, it suddenly became like this.

At that moment, Luo Xiaoxiao himself was also a little confused.

It took a full minute for her to react and explain, "no Ouyang ye, listen to me, I'm not really because of your money, but But if you really have a good or bad, what can you do for the rest of your life? I have to earn money to support my family. How can I take care of you all the time? "

Ouyang Ye feels that his heart has been damaged by Luo Xiaoxiao's unconsciousness, but after hearing the last sentence, he still feels a healing.

"Again." Luo small voice such as mosquito, don't listen carefully, can't hear the way: "I take care of you in what capacity."