My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

Rose closed her eyes and ignored all this. Although she was facing her closest man, she was still relatively conservative in this respect. Even the enchanting side was just to make the man more happy.

At this moment, above and below the rose's abdomen, wrapped in white cloth strips, you can smell the smell of Chinese medicine from that place, confusing the charming body fragrance of the rose, especially the nose.

Yang Chen narrowed his eyes, picked up a pair of exquisite small scissors from the drawer of the bedside cabinet, faced the bandage and cut it.The cloth was not too tight, and after being cut, it gradually fell onto the bed, revealing the skin of the rose.

"Husband, what are you doing?" Rose felt strange and asked strangely after seeing this scene.

Yang Chen didn't say anything. After cutting all the cloth strips wrapped up by himself, he carefully removed it, exposing the rose's gunshot wound inside.

Although there was some pain, Rose didn't care much. She just saw Yang Chen's ugly and bloody wounds. She looked at Yang Chen very sadly and worried that Yang Chen would not like it. There is a hole.

In fact, the injury is not very serious for Rose, but if this gunshot wound leaves a scar on his abdomen, this is the most difficult for a young woman who has a beautiful body and loves beauty. of.

Yang Chen looked at the bright red in front of him, looked at Rose with pity, and comforted: "Don't worry, I'm not a bloodless little white face, the gunshot wound in my eyes is like the medal of a soldier, I will only like it, no Will hate. "

"But I don't like it." Rose whispered, don't overdo it.

Yang Chen smiled, and suddenly lifted the scissors in his hand and cut them towards the index finger of his other hand!

After not cutting the cortex of the index finger without hesitation, Yin Hong's blood flowed out from Yang Chen's fingertip and dripped to the wound of Rose

Rose felt cold liquid in her wound and turned her head suspiciously. A pair of beautiful eyes were suddenly shocked!

"Her husband, you."

"Don't talk! Don't move! No matter what you see or feel, don't move!" Yang Chen drank Rose seriously.

When Rose saw Yang Chen's serious expression on her face, she didn't dare to say much. She watched the blood between Yang Chen keep pouring out and dripping to her wounds.

Soon, Rose felt the numbness of oxygen in her wounds, which was a special feeling of indecision and unclearness, as if some kind of force was pulling her body, but she was not under her control at all. The original pain around the wound gradually disappeared, and all of them turned into weird warmth.

But the following picture makes Rose unimaginable

Yang Chen had just cut the wound on his fingertips for less than tens of seconds, and he was crusting at a speed visible to the naked eye to repair the bleeding wound by himself!

Yang Chen frowned, picked up the scissors again, and cut the scar that had just been knotted with a knife, allowing the blood to drip down again.The finger didn't belong to him at all, and showed no mercy.

In this way, Yang Chen's fingers continued to scab and repair, and he was constantly cut open by himself, so that the blood could continue to drip.

How painful is it to continue to be injured in a person's wound?

Rose finally understood what "feeling" Yang Chen said. This was indeed unbearable, but not because his body felt itchy and unbearable, but when he saw Yang Chen constantly cutting his fingers with cold scissors Pointed, let the blood flow, ten fingers together!Rose felt that the scissors were clearly stabbing her heart!

But seeing Yang Chen's concentration on dripping his blood on his wounds, Rose did not dare to move, and only felt that the tears that had just stopped stopped flowing into his eyes again.

The tears that haven't flowed in the past twenty years of life seem to make up for this early morning.

He is constantly injuring himself, "healing himself" with his own blood?

After about seven or eight minutes, Yang Chen ’s fingers did not know how many times he recovered himself. Yang Chen saw that the blood in the wound of the rose was almost the same, before putting down the scissors, after wiping the lower finger with a tissue, the finger seemed to have no wound.

Rose lay blankly on the bed and looked at Yang Chen. The beautiful goose egg face didn't know when to start. It had recovered a bit of blood, and the jade-like face appeared extremely soft.

"Okay, rest for another ten minutes, it should be almost okay." Yang Chen said with a smile.

It seemed that Rose finally recovered, and hesitated for a while before asking: "Why did this happen to be seriously injured just now, but now I feel the wound is healed."

"Don't think about it, it's just my blood, it's the most advanced healing medicine."

"but."

"Don't be." Yang Chen looked very calm, his eyes slightly distracted, "I don't want to be seen as a monster, so don't ask me more, okay?"

Seeing the trace of grief that instantly appeared on Yang Chen's face, Rose immediately stopped questioning. She had never seen Yang Chen showing such deep sorrow. What secrets did this man's body hide?What kind of past was he tormenting?

Behind his seemingly powerful scenery, what a dark world?

"You are not a monster." Rose said firmly.

"If you are injured, you will be able to recover yourself immediately. Even if you fall from the tenth floor, it will be unscathed. This is not a monster. I don't believe it myself."

"I said you are not, you are not!" Rose stretched out a warm hand on the back of Yang Chen's hand, a little spoiled and stubborn.

Yang Chen smiled bitterly, "But some people don't think so."

"Then I will accompany you as a monster."

"fool."

Warm and sweet quiet time always seems to be fast, kiss me with Rose in the bedroom for a while, and knocks come from outside.

No one dared to knock on this door except for the few confidants that Rose valued most.

"Come in." Rose said lazily.

It was Xiao Zhao who pushed the door carefully. This round-faced young man entered the door with a deep look and locked his eyebrows, but when he came in, he saw that Rose was already sitting on the bed, wearing clean white pajamas without any pathology. , Smiling at himself, he wondered if he was scornful!

"Sister, how are you." Xiao Zhao stuttered.

"Why, my body recovers fast, are you upset?"

"No, no, no." Xiao Zhao waved his hands hurriedly. He couldn't figure out why he had just dealt with the gunshot wound, and when he fell asleep, Rose suddenly had nothing to do. He looked at Yang Chen, yawning, Xiao Zhao. Can't help guessing whether it is a miracle brought by this magical man, but Yang Chen is not a doctor, not even Doraemon, how can Rose get better immediately?

But no matter what, the miraculous recovery of Rose made Xiao Zhaomei smile, and suddenly he had the backbone.

"Sister, fortunately you woke up, otherwise we really don't know what to do next, someone will come into our bar to see you." Xiao Zhao said.

"Who?"

"It's your father, Situ Chairman of the Western Union, he also brought a lot of Western Union leaders, saying he was going to visit the elder sister's injury." Xiao Zhao said carefully.

A glimmer of imperceptible light flashed in Rose's eyes. Yang Chen glanced aside. Yang Chen gave an indifferent look. Rose nodded, knowingly and said: "Xiao Zhao, let's go out first, entertain well, let the brothers not Do n’t get into disputes first. You will go out when I take a bath. "

"Good elder sister." Xiao Zhao hesitated, but asked with concern: "But elder sister, are you really okay?"

"You will know later."

After Xiao Zhao went out, Rose looked at Yang Chen coyly, "Her husband, go out first, I want to take a shower."

"I'll help you out." Yang Chen was serious.

Rose rolled her eyes, apparently immune to Yang Chen's rogue appearance.

Seeing that there was no sweetness to taste, Yang Chen had no choice but to walk out of the bedroom and walk towards the bar hall.

As soon as I entered the lobby, I felt that the atmosphere in the whole bar was overwhelmingly breathless. At this time, there were already a lot of people sitting in the bar, and there were a lot of people. Yin laughed again and again.

On the side of the bar are the main figures of the young Red Jing Society, such as Xiao Zhao. After all, the Red Jing Society was only established shortly. Although the momentum is developing rapidly, most of them are composed of young people. In the confrontation of the society, he appeared to be more brave and lacked experience in Ayutthaya.

The person from the other side of the Western Union was precisely a person brought by Rose's father, Situ Mingze.

Situ Mingze's facial features and rose are not like father and daughter, but they are equally handsome, wearing a Givenchy white plaid shirt and a Rolex silver collection watch, which looks like an ordinary urban middle-aged gold collar , Temperament is not like a gangster.

At this moment, Situ Mingze was sitting on a black leather sofa with Erlang legs, holding a purple sand teapot in his hand, and was sucking the tea without a bite.

And beside Situ Mingze, there were also several big-bodied figures in different costumes, which surprised Yang Chen. The familiar Zhang Hu even sat beside Situ Mingze and saw Yang Chen coming out. There was no reaction, as if I didn't know him at all.

The younger brothers on both sides were struggling, but several big brothers of the Western Union were casually talking and stolen something. They did not take all this seriously, enough to see that the leaders of the Western Union who had seen the storms and Jinghui these "children." There is still a huge gap.

Yang Chen has only seen Situ Mingze in photos before. This is the first time I have seen a real person. To be clear, this well-maintained man is still his own "father-in-law." Unfortunately, everyone's rose turned against him By the way, my "son-in-law."

"Xiao Zhao, why do you sit there and stare blindly? Come over and transfer me a glass of bloody Mary." Yang Chen hooked at the little leopard-like Xiao Zhao, he didn't want to follow this group of people with more ridiculous momentum, Still drink some wine and wait for the rose to come out well.

Although Xiao Zhao felt a little embarrassed in this situation, Yang Chen summoned him not to go. He immediately got off the seat and smiled for Yang Chen to bartender.

This picture made people in the whole bar hall with a tense atmosphere look at Yang Chen with strange eyes.

Among the sitting Western League members, a young man with a thin face who was holding a pipe, looked up, raised his eyebrows, took the pipe and pointed to Yang Chen, and asked with a smile: "Your kid, that's that Raised little white face? "