Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“No!” Song Jianxiao shook his head and looked at the scary wound on his chest, his heart hurting tightly.

He was all wounded and still cared about her being unharmed. If he hadn't pushed her away in time, she'd be the one who got hurt now.

Gu Zheng hooked his lips and his thin lips outlined a fascinating curve, "Just don't get hurt. ”

Song looked painlessly at his wound.

And when he looked at the little girl he was holding, he said, “Go to the hospital!” The little girl has passed out in his arms.

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Song is anxiously waiting outside the operating room with the little girl and the families of the other injured.

The parents of the little girl were crying low, listening to their crying, Song's worry-free heart, a tight scratch of pain.

She was sitting in a lounge chair, calm and calm on the surface, but inside, she was already in a hurry like an ant in a pot.

Looking back at the image of Gu Zheng blocking the gun for her, her heart was like being pinched by a palm.

He was shot in the right chest and wouldn't hurt his heart.

But she's still worried about him, and if he injures his lungs, or his deadly arteries, he...

Song Li raised his eyes with no worries, and his eyes looked at Gu Xiao's operating room somewhat orbitally.

Will he die?

Will you leave her?

Song has no worries about her lips and suppresses the sourness of her heart.

If he dies, how does she live in this world?

She hasn't signed the divorce papers, but... she doesn't want to leave like this.

She had just arrived in this world with no trusted family, no reliable friends ——

If he dies, she's the only one in this world without grudges or trustees--

Her clothes stained his blood.

On the way to the hospital, his wounds kept bleeding...

Did you hurt the artery?

The more worried Song is, the more scared he wants to be.

She suddenly thought of a past life.

On one occasion, Oriental Xuan was lurking in enemy territory with several of his men, trying to understand each other's terrain and how to attack.

She waited nervously in the barracks for them to return safely.

The next night in the middle of the night, she finally waited for them to come back.

Instead, he waited until Oriental Xuan, the arrow in his chest, was sent back by his men.

Oriental Xuan was already dying, and the blood from the arrows kept flowing.

That position, just like the position where Gu was shot, right in the chest--

Actually, it didn't hurt the lethal position, just that the arrow was poisonous.

She and the military camp doctor tried to save him, and in order to extract the toxin from him, she had a knife in his palm and a few mouths cut at the foot plate, allowing the soldiers to keep pushing the blood out of him.

After the doctor pulled out the arrow on him, she panicked and covered his wound with her mouth, constantly helping him suck out the dark blood in the wound.

He was dying and he refused to let her do so, so that she was dangerous and accidentally swallowed the poison blood and she would die faster than he did.

But she couldn't care less. Her only thought was, he can't die. He's dead. She couldn't imagine, couldn't accept, what she would be like without him all of a sudden.

At home is an inseparable pair of green plum bamboo horses. She joined him dressed as a man and fought alongside him in battle until the soldiers found out she was their daughter and she still fought alongside him in the barracks, never separated...

Finally, the doctor, who was skilled in medicine, found herbal frying for him to drink, and the poison on his body dissolved, but bled too much, and he lay weakly in the army with nutritional injuries.

When he heard that his life was not in danger, nervously worried about her, he could not help but cry in front of him. His men saw the writ and the doctors withdrew.

The man on the couch raised his hand weakly, touched her head gently, and held her perfectly pale, cracked lips weakly, “Silly girl, I live well, why are you crying? ”

Song's eyes filled with tears looked sadly at him: “Do you know how nervous I am? ”

The man looked at her spoiledly: "Yes. ”

“Why not be careful? If something happens to you, how do you want me to live? ”