A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

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Both brothers and sisters grew up practicing martial arts and started as killers. Their trust in each other is different from ordinary brothers and sisters.

In recent years, Xiao Nizi has traveled north and south, and has taken countless tasks, so he just feels relieved.

In total, there were only two tasks behind him secretly helping her settle.In the year she first debuted.

This time, he also planned to send someone. She gritted her teeth on the phone and said so cruel things that made him dismiss the idea.

At that time in Hong Kong, he could not take care of himself, all because of the clan harassment caused by Ah Ling's son.

Zi Lin looked careless, but she actually loved his elder brother very much.

Xiao Yun stayed for a while and checked the time.

It was only three hours before Zhang Ke had the operation, and preparations for the intensive care unit over there should be almost done.

She sighed deeply, and when she leaned down, the white hair on the sideburn fell on Jiang Zilin’s eyelids. She raised her hand to caress the child’s cheek, and clenched her unresponsive fingers with the other hand, “I can’t cry, Zilin girl, Don't make grandma sad any more, wake up, good boy, Zhang Ke will have surgery in a while, and there is another dangerous period... Did you know? He can survive until you wake up..."

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The old man guarded the brochure and entered the operating room.

In the evening, a precision operation on the leg, the 3D simulation process explained by the doctor, Jane Mutian couldn’t understand, only knew that it had to be cut off, and then connected one nerve one by one. All the necrotic muscles had to be cut off, and the gap was temporarily used. Filled with high peptide material, wait for its own tissue to grow back, and then take it out.

This thing is different from their treatment methods back then.

The 60-odd old man, who is usually shocked and heavy, his eyelids twitched when he heard the doctor talking about complications.

Fortunately, Xiao Yun stopped the old mother.

An operation lasted from 6 o'clock in the evening to 12 o'clock in the evening.

The son's brothers all waited with him in the operating room.

He shielded his crutches on the ground for a while, always looking through the autumn water, hoping that the guard/skiller would come out and report the situation inside.

Someone came across the corridor.

Wen Jinhuai whispered to him Uncle Jane beside him. Several times, his face paled back to his senses.

The central government inspects the special officials over there.

Jian Mutian frowned, and the three people walked up to him, shook hands with him headfirst, and whispered: "Old general, I woke up. I asked the doctor. I can arrange a transfer tomorrow. People must be closely guarded. Take this opportunity. Would you like to meet up now?"

The old man's eyes were closed, and his fingers touched the carved dragon head on the crutch.

There is not much expression on the face, at this point, all the situation is very clear.

Jian Mutian looked at the French windows in the corridor, and the rows of special police with real guns and ammunition under the building had already surrounded the hospital so flies could not get in.

When Jian Mutian left, Xiao Yichen whispered, "What's the matter! My fourth brother hasn't woken up yet, and his perverted injury was so light that he didn't die in the sea!" Reading for a long time www.kanshu99.com

Shen Mocheng glanced at it, and Xiao Yichen fell silent.

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This way, Jian Mutian was speechless.

On the contrary, the senior officials next to him watched his words and thoughts, and calmly comforted: "The old general should not be too self-blame. You are kind to you from childhood to adulthood. No matter how close you are, no one can stop the evil in your bones and go astray. Being in a high position is the most important. Fear of greed. This matter is black and white. Jian Muqing lost his identity in the world long before he joined the special organization of BU. Now he does not commit crimes in the name of your son. The Jian family is loyal. He is still a loyal and loyal fellow. After the sentence, Mu Qing has no monument to stand."

The dragon head on the crutches was gripped for a while.

Jane Mutian closed his eyes deeply, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Under the old man's eyes, there is a deep and sharp cold light. Is there no emotion?He also has feelings. He was once treated as his own son. It was his pride to raise him.

When he walked to the door of the ward, he seemed to take a breath and shook his head.

The official asked: "Are you not going in?"

He leaned on a cane, curled his eyebrows, and looked inside through the glass of the door.

Jian Muqing is awake.

The wounds on the body are in the abdomen and chest cavity, still draining, the consciousness is clear, and the eyes are open with clear eyes.

The white eyeballs around his pupils were bloodshot. He observed the environment and confirmed that it was a hospital, and saw two black-equipped special police officers with real guns beside the bed.

Calm down quickly.

Bored, I saw the people outside the door as soon as I turned my eyes.

He must, instead, slowly raise his lips darkly, silently turning into a big laugh, his eyes pierced with laughter, and he smiled and shouted at the door: "Father, why don't you come in?"

Jian Mutian was a little unstoppable, her face was tucked in her white eyebrows, and she suddenly became disappointed, calling the guard behind him: "Help me go."

"Your own son was rendered inhuman by me and he doesn't know whether it is dead or alive. Don't you dare to come in?!"

"I admired you." Seeing him turning around, Jian Muqing got up suddenly, his eyes were bloody, his aura and emotion seemed to be uncontrollable with a low smile: "Is the war with Jian Zhangke over? It's not over yet! As long as he is not dead, I think Is this trapping me? Jian Mutian, you probably don’t know what forces are behind me! What is the use of sending me back to BU? I will be detained for a few days or a month, and when my Z-treatment asylum application is established, you will help me No! As soon as I fly out of the sky, there is time to play Zhang Ke to death in this life..."

"Jian Muqing! Stop dreaming!" The official rushed in and pointed at his scarlet eyes, "There are many forces behind you, but will the ghost stand up to protect you? It may not be true, otherwise you apply to the American gang Why is there no news about the asylum? This is our internal cleanup of traitors. Who dares to intervene in other countries? What tentacles do you have you can stretch out? Your remnants can still struggle to death, but don’t forget, who can you contact now? ?"

Jian Muqing was in a trance: "There is no news... how come there is no news?"

Jian Mutian walked two steps into the door, the old man’s face was full of vicissitudes, and his eyes were very calm when he looked over: “Zhang Ke is very thorough. He interrupted all the branches you carefully planned in the United States, Las Vegas It is not an accident that the casino provokes the police, and it touches the whole body. You may have focused on driving him to death, trapped in a perverted revenge pleasure, unable to extricate yourself."

Jian Muqing sneered out of her chest with a sneer, and raised her head like a broken face, "Do you also know that I am taking revenge?"

He laughed madly, ripped off the drainage tube on his stomach and rushed up, "Jian Mutian, I walked up BU step by step with my own blood. Do you think I am a son for a minute and a half in your heart? Why is Zhang Ke? No need to do it. At the age of thirty-seven, the two largest intelligence organizations belong to him! And I, just because it’s not your blood, I can’t get anything. I have made wedding dresses for him for so many years? They say you are honest and loyal. In fact, you have the deepest scheming. In the eyes of outsiders, you regard me as pride, nurture me, and value me. That is just covering people's lips. You are planning for Jian Zhangke's career! It turns out that it is not the one who seems to love me more It's really heartfelt and love, but what you banished for so many years is really tied to your heart. What's wrong with me? It's not your own fault that I am wrong, because I don't have the blood of the Jian family, so I was used by you!"

The special police pressed Jian Muqing down. Jian Mutian walked two steps closer, looking at the big face since he was a child, and shook his head, "Son, I will erect a monument for you after your death sentence, in the genealogy of Jian's family. Have you ever It was once my pride. Like Zhang Ke, I treated him equally until you snatched Han Suling away from Zhang Ke eight years ago. A person’s nature cannot always be hidden. While I am still full of hope, I have to Take care of it slowly. You can’t understand this kind of mood. It’s not important. You don’t know where you went wrong so far, which proves that you have no intention of regretting it. You and your dad, the evil nature is probably inherited in your bones. Just like justice, It will be passed on from generation to generation. Zhang Ke is precious and will not change until death. This is what I am most proud of. And you are indeed not my pride."

Jian Mutian turned around and left.