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"Let go, let go..."
Wei Baoling gritted his teeth in pain and rolled his eyes, like a fish waiting to be slaughtered after being knocked unconscious on a chopping board.
The elder brother's dark pupils reflected a distorted face, his lips were coldly pursed, and there was no emotion on his face.
"Mr. Lu, you should change your dressing... Wait, stop!"
After the nurse pushed open the door, her brain froze for a few seconds, and she quickly kicked the medical trolley away, pressing the bell while breaking Lu Mushen's hand. The strength of an adult male is far from what the little nurse can resist, and she has not moved a bit even with all her breastfeeding efforts.
At the critical moment, the male doctor led a few interns and came running panting. The boys were tall and burly, and after a lot of effort, they finally subdued the mad patient.
Wei Baoling fell on the nurse's body, desperately breathing for air, his wrist hurt badly.
In just a short while, her hand was about to break!
Or the painful way of being broken alive!
The little girl who survived the catastrophe sobbed softly.
The older nurse reassured her.
The male doctor was checking Lu Mushen's condition. After he was subdued, he returned to a quiet appearance.
No, no, it should be said that the patient was originally in such a depressed mood.
When the boys were saving lives, the male doctor was in charge of directing and did not intervene. Years of practicing medicine have allowed him to develop the habit of observing patients in chaos. The male doctor found that the patients showed extraordinary composure, or more appropriately, indifference, both in body and demeanor.
The blue and white striped patient gown was worn on the opponent's body, making his complexion paler and thinner. Under the slender long eyebrows are shallow eye sockets, and the eyelashes are soft and down, covering the terrifying bloodshot eyes, and there is no aggression in the slightest. If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, the male doctor even believed that this was an innocent victim, not the perpetrator.
Male doctor trying to find out the cause of abnormality in patient. However, no matter what method he tried, the other party remained unmoved and kept his lips tightly shut. He was helpless, and put the clues on the other party.
It's just that the male doctor is doomed to be disappointed, how could Wei Baoling say that he stimulated his brother? If she told the truth, the doctors and nurses might think of her! She had had enough of that sarcastic, contemptuous look!
Wei Baoling's wrist was covered with medicine and wrapped with a layer of gauze.
She was pinched out of the shadow by Lu Mushen, and she didn't dare to face him for a short time, and she didn't want to stay in the same room with him, for fear that the tragedy would happen again.
Who knows if she will be lucky enough to wait for her rescuer next time
Let brother calm down and make plans later.
Wei Baoling thought to himself.
She went to the bathroom and washed her face, trying to wake herself up. She asked the nurse to borrow a windbreaker, barely covering the white cloth on her wrist. It's just that Wei Baoling looked in the mirror for a long time, and the more he looked at it, the more dissatisfied he became. Why did she look like this
The girl in the mirror took off her makeup, and her whole body was haggard several times, the dark circles under her eyes were particularly obvious, and the youthful feeling full of collagen was also destroyed by white acne.
It doesn't matter, anyway, she has a lot of skin care products at home, all of which are imported expensive brands, and the effect is very good, and after a few days of care, she can return to her succulent appearance. Wei Baoling comforted himself.
The little girl who loves beauty originally wanted to put on makeup, but halfway through her hands, she realized that her makeup bag had been thrown in the classroom. She ran too fast and only brought out her mobile phone. Wei Baoling pouted, and asked the nurse for a mask.
"Why is there only this kind? It's so ugly!"
She poked at the disposable mask given by the nurse, and smelled the smell of disinfectant in the hospital. She couldn't help but look away in disgust, and wanted to throw this crudely made thing into the trash can.
The female nurse was angered by her repeated criticisms, and she said, "Do you love me or not!" Then she walked away.
She just lent her a spare windbreaker out of kindness. This little girl is good and hates everything, as if her things were picked up from some stinking garbage dump, and she has no education at all.
The nurse's sympathy for her disappeared immediately, and she deeply suspected that the patient's sudden attack might have been stimulated by this guy's cheap mouth.
Wei Baoling was so pissed off by the nurse that he stomped his feet on the spot, and finally put on a blue mask reluctantly, and took a taxi home. On the way, she saw an imported snack shop. She slapped the window vigorously to get the driver to stop, and then ran to the shop to sweep around.
Carrying two big bags of snacks, Wei Baoling was full of a sense of accomplishment, and basking in the bright sunshine, his mood was not so low at last.
She didn't know that at this time her brother Mu Shen was suffering a new round of pain.
For the little girl, what she wants is a love that is too sweet to be cloying, and she is not willing to take on too heavy a responsibility at all, so she would rather escape and wait until the rainy day clears up.
"See you at the Civil Affairs Bureau at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."
The thin forehead hair fell down, covering the haze in the eyes.
The next day, in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the young man had pale lips and a spotless white shirt.
The sun is clear and the shadows of the branches are mottled, but the man's melancholy brows erode the meaning of pain, which is hard to hide. Until a person appeared in his line of sight, he restrained his emotions a little, and tried his best to make himself look in good spirits.
"... Lin Lang."
My brother's voice was hoarse, no longer calm and clear as usual. His nervousness was so obvious, he wanted to get close, but he was afraid of her rejection.
Suppressing the pain in his heart, he greedily looked at her side face.
Lin Lang nodded at He Yubing in the car, "Uncle He, wait, I'll be back soon."
She closed the car door, stepped on the steps, and passed Lu Mushen expressionlessly. Suddenly, her body was suspended in the air, and being held in someone's arms, she abruptly moved in a different direction.
This scene was captured by the man in the car. He pointed to the frame of the sunglasses with a mysterious expression.
Lu Mushen's hoop was tight without a gap, and his arms were stretched across his shoulders, making it hard for Lin Lang to breathe. Lu Mushen inherited his father's best genes, and his whole body was tall and straight.
However, at this moment, he was just recovering from a serious illness, and the outline of his chest was thin and slender, like a deer crumbling from hunger, biting what he could find in his life, the last piece of clover.
Passers-by watched this scene in astonishment.
"Linlin! Give me another chance! Give me another chance!" My brother's suppressed emotions erupted instantly, and his voice was anxious and anxious, "I, I really didn't know Lingling, I thought... I always liked you , from the beginning to the end, only you! You believe me, really!"
Fumbling with his palm, he caressed her face. Lu Mushen didn't dare to kiss her forcefully. His two cold lips pressed against her ears humbly, begging weakly, "...I didn't lie to you, please, trust me."
She finally turned her head and gave him a charity look.
"You want me... to believe you?" She seemed to have heard a joke, and raised the corners of her lips coldly and without emotion, "Then why didn't you believe me once? You said that I am your wife, and that I will spend the rest of my life with you But you have never listened to my words. On the contrary, it is your sister Lingling, no matter how unreasonable the request is, you will agree. Even if she makes things difficult for me, you will treat me as a child and ask me to bear it! "
"Am I here to serve you like an ox or a horse for your Lu family? Or is it because God sees that I have lived too comfortably in the first half of my life, so let me, a frog in the bottom of the well, see how a girl with evil intentions takes over my sister's name and tricks?" He hooked up with his elder brother, pissed off his sister-in-law, and lived together! Lu Mushen, how much tolerance do you want from me?"
Warm tears wet her collarbone.
"sorry Sorry sorry… "
The 1.87-meter-long man had red eyes, curled up his shoulders sadly, and cried like a child.
When he was a child, he was the one who cried the most, and even if he fell, he would yell to let the whole world know his grievances. But gradually he realized that it was useless, no one cared whether he was wronged or not, they only cared about whether the Lu family's prince was good or not, worthy of training and respect.
In order to marry his first love, he bravely disobeyed the orders of his family, father, and mother for the first time, so proud and sickly, standing on the opposite side of the world.
But still no use.
He is too young, too young to be greedy, always thinking about world peace, being considerate of everything, and being good to everyone.
Younger, still haven't learned how to better love her when she was younger.
Lu Mushen returned to Lu's house in a daze.
A man in a suit and leather shoes was sitting on the sofa and looked up when he heard the voice, "Is it possible to get divorced, but not able to get up? I have raised you for so many years, and I have raised a trash snack?"
Lu's mother was making tea and couldn't help but speak for her son, "This is all caused by that woman..."
"If you lose, you lose. Don't make so many excuses."
Father Lu didn't show mercy, and said indifferently, "You were the one who said you wanted to get married at the beginning, and you didn't care about it, and you became a beauty in a rage. It's really promising. Now it's all over, and I didn't discuss the divorce. You thought it was just a couple. Is it a matter of personal play? Are you ready to explain to the outside world about your impulsiveness?"
Lu Mushen walked up the stairs and heard his father sneer again.
"You bastard. If you run away, won't you snatch it back? You're dying, and you don't have a target audience. Who do you think pities you?"
His steps stopped.
"Please, please teach me, I want... how to grab it?"
He pronounced his words very lightly, only the last word "rob", filled with a cold blood.
Mother Lu couldn't help shrinking her shoulders, feeling that her familiar son suddenly became strange.
"Tuk-tuk-"
There was a knock on the door of the study.
"Come in."
After getting an affirmative answer, he turned the doorknob with one hand.
The skirt flutters past like a jade butterfly.
The pen rustled on the paper, and stopped abruptly after a line of fine paragraphs.
A cloud of black ink blurred from the tip of the pen.
He Yubing narrowed his eyes and tore off a piece of waste paper with a calm demeanor. The sound of tearing thin paper was heard in the room, and the atmosphere became more and more quiet. He heard her slightly rapid breathing.
"In a better mood?" The man didn't lift his eyelids.
Coming out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, clutching a book, weeping uncontrollably, and asked her if she wanted to go home, but He Yubing simply threw her into his villa, crying enough before talking.
She gave a very low hum, very polite.
"After dinner, I'll ask Xiao Zhang to take you back."
The smoky eyes were shining with light, and her voice was soft and soft, "You... won't you send me back?" The autumn dusk cast a layer of light and shadow on the window, and it fell on her skirt, with golden clusters of slender feet wrist.
The man's fingertips holding the pen paused slightly.
He opened his eyelids again, taking a piece of extreme beauty into his eyes. The bright colors of the cheongsam are so ostentatious that it overwhelms all the colors around it.
This milky white embroidered cheongsam was a gift he picked for the bride. The pattern of flowers shining in the water is sober and elegant. It is not suitable for festive wedding occasions, and he has never seen her wear it, because—it is too It fits.
Every inch of the cheongsam is cut just right, as if being held in the arms of a man, while rubbing ears and temples, he personally measured the size of the graceful waist. But the person who gave the cheongsam was not the husband of the bride, nor her close female companion, but the male elders separated by a layer of estrangement.
"Why should I send you back?" the man asked back.
She didn't speak for a while, she bit her lips slightly, and the plump and moist bright red pressed deep marks.
The atmosphere became invisible and anxious.
"Stab—"
The pen is about to cut through the thin paper.
Suddenly, the cap of the pen snapped shut, followed by the creak of the chair being moved away.
When the man left the seat, his tall and slender figure was instantly revealed, like the tip of an iceberg that had just emerged. With a terrifying momentum, the originally wide space was narrowed.
He hung up his coat, and his upper body was an ordinary white shirt, which vaguely showed a thick and muscular outline. None of the buttons were stretched and turned up, and they were neatly buttoned and tightly fitted.
Maybe the chairman's father has severe obsessive-compulsive disorder. Lin Lang thought.
He walked in front of Lin Lang, and his gaze changed from looking straight up to looking down, forcing her to raise her face to talk to him.
"I thought... you would send me back." She responded slowly.
"What do you think?" The man let out a deep laugh, "I remember, you were very afraid of me before. What's the matter, I stayed in bed with you once in the hospital, and you concluded that I am a good person and you are not afraid of me anymore? "
The rough fingertips almost brushed her chin lightly, and he vaguely passed a plausible sentence, "The lipstick is well done." The low-key retro lip color reminded him of a rouge beauty on porcelain. With the charm handed down from generation to generation.
The sloppiness of the appraiser seemed to be unbearable for the porcelain beauty, she took a step back inadvertently, the pearls on her earlobe shone brightly.
He Yubing stood still, with a slightly hoarse voice, "Aren't you here to conquer me? What do you mean by taking a step back?" He restrained his aggressive gaze. Even so, his strength was still with him, making it impossible for people to get rid of it.
"I didn't!" She retorted in a panic, "I just came to ask, to ask you..."
The man's back is straight and straight, like a pine and cypress, but his tone is not very upright, his usual indifference contains a bit of deepness, "After crying for a while, he dressed up and appeared in front of me, wearing lipstick as sweet as honey, just wanting to I'll take you home? Huh?"
She bit her lip and said nothing, like a child who did something wrong and waited for the teacher to criticize her.
Innocent and beautiful, some people yearn for it, while others want to destroy it.
He Yubing turned around and said lightly, "I'm busy, I don't have time to play house games with you. If you want to play hard to get, you can go out and turn left." Words that shatter a girl's pride and self-esteem.
More precisely, he gave her a chance.
Last chance to escape.
He appreciates beauty, but he has no habit of collecting antiques, because antiques are dead things, and their preciousness lies in recording the brilliance of a moment in history. For those who are determined to move forward, antiques are the past and have no collection value.
Living creatures, however, are different.
Collectors can own her living life for themselves.
A hand held the corner of his clothes.
"I want... I want to ask you something."
He Yubing turned her face sideways, and her hunter-like deep pupils made Linlang back away again in fright, but this time her waist was grabbed by someone. She pressed her hands to his chest, panicked.
The rich aroma is lost in the splendor of evening.
He Yubing supported her, his fingers unhurriedly stroked the pearl necklace around Lin Lang's neck, and whispered to her, "How did you get this necklace?"
She froze for a moment, not understanding how the topic turned to this.
The man was very powerful, she didn't hesitate for long, and replied obediently, "It was left by my grandmother."
"Your grandmother must have loved you very much."
He Yubing saw her smile, it was from the heart, the smile was bright, like the spring that broke through the ice, "Well, my grandmother loves me the most."
He also smiled, "That's your grandmother, it's natural for her to love you. But I'm not. I'm just a businessman, a businessman whose interests are paramount. Unless it's exchanged, I won't give you anything for free. So, Now, little witch, tell me, beg me, what are you going to exchange for it?"
The person in his arms gradually stiffened, he pretended not to know, his slightly cool lips pressed against the beads of her earrings, as if he was kissing her ears.
"I don't lack power, I don't lack money, and I don't lack the greed to take advantage of the fire."
"What about me?"
She endured the hunter's brutal hunting, mustered up her courage, and looked directly at him.
The corners of He Yubing's eyes moved slightly, and for a moment, he slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, "I have to admit that you women have an unusually keen intuition. You know that I am attracted to you, so I am sure that I will not refuse ?"
His blunt words made the girl's face full of peach blossoms, and she was too beautiful.
Linlang tried her best to pretend to be calm, "Then, then, how did you—"
The high-heeled shoes made a crisp and busy sound, and she was pushed against the red door behind her by the man.
His cold fingertips penetrated into the black hair, and he slowly pulled out a strand, which fell to her cheek in pieces, "You entered my door today, do you want to direct a tragedy of Carmen with your own hands?"
The warm breath lingered on her face, "Then, beautiful and evil gypsy girl, tell me, do you want me to be the old love José who lost everything because you betrayed the world, or the new love who gave you victory Where's the bullfighter?"
He has a smile on his face.
"Tuk-tuk-"
There seemed to be a shock in Linlang's back.
"Mr. He, it's time to eat."
The servant outside the door called softly.
Lin Lang's finger pressing the door moved slightly to the handle, and touched the cold metal texture.
She was about to pull the handle.
"Well!"
The man suddenly bit her ear, which made her twitch for a moment in pain. When she came back to her senses, her hands were forced to be raised above her head, in a textbook-like captivity posture.
Lin Lang met the clear and dark eyes of the chairman's father, and she couldn't be more distracted than before.
"Beauty tricks, is it fun?" He lowered his forehead and smiled playfully, having already seen through the little girl's tricks.
The man's voice was low and inaudible, "Little black heart, you want to take revenge on your husband, and you don't want the Qu family to be hurt, so you want to be my excuse? I look so easy to deceive? Uncle He bought it for you during the Chinese New Year. Are all foreign cosmetics fed to dogs? Tell me, are you a little white-eyed wolf... hmm?"
She curled her neck in embarrassment.
The moment he lowered his head, He Yubing saw a small tuft of down on the back of the swan's neck, which was incredibly delicate, just like her, like a flawless crystal that shattered with the slightest touch.
The servant knocked for a long time, but no one responded. She wondered, did she fall asleep? However, Mr. He has always been self-disciplined and has never failed to respond.
Suddenly, the servant thought of the news about the sudden death of a young man that he had read a few days ago. Mr. He would stay up all night even when he was busy. Could something be wrong
She tentatively held the handle of the door and turned down.
"Crack."
opened
The servant just wanted to speak.
"—Boom!!!"
The next moment, the door was slammed from the inside.
There was a crisp sound that followed, and it was the sound of the door being locked inside.
The servant was stunned.
Was she dazzled just now
She actually saw a white flowing skirt!
Mr. He has lived in the house for so long, but there has never been anything about women!
The servant left in a daze.
He rubbed her red earballs, his eyebrows were as straight as a sword, and there was a bloody smell in his casual tone.
"Little witch, are you still playing?"