Reborn Top Student and Sweet Little Wife

"It's okay, minor injury." Huo Yanqing calmed the girl with a trembling voice, then shouted coldly, "Song Li."

Song Li looked dignified and walked over to Huo Yan, "Five Lords."

"The project stopped first to find out which part of the problem happened, find the point of the problem, hold the responsibility to the person, and severely punish him." Huo Yan Qingjun looked cold and haunted with a murderous air.

"Yes."

A dry person waited for a cold sweat.

Jiang Tingrou was so frightened that his legs and feet were soft. If he didn't pull Shu Youkang's arm, he was afraid that people would not stand.

...

Qinyuan

Ji Chifeng looked at Huo Yan's bloody, sloppy shoulders and looked dignified. While cleaning his wounds, he said: "The injuries are a bit serious. Within a month, your right hand cannot lift heavy objects, and your shoulders cannot touch water."

"Huh." Huo Yan tilted his brow without letting Ji Chifeng treat him with a wound. After a few seconds, his thin lips lifted slightly. "Don't let my mother know about this."

Ji Chifeng raised his eyebrows slightly and asked with a smile: "Are you afraid your mother is worried, or afraid your mother will find your sweetheart?"

Huo Yanqin didn't answer for a long time. After a long while, he opened his mouth. "I want to operate."

Ji Chifeng was almost frightened by Huo Yanqing’s words and couldn’t hold the tweezers in his hand. The expression of laughter faded instantly. “Did you hear what I said to you last time?”

"Listen in."

"Did you want to have an operation after hearing it?" Ji Chifeng couldn't understand, "Is the eye important or the life important?"

Huo Yanqing was silent for another moment, and whispered: "I don't want to go through my life, I don't even know what my beloved looks like."

This time it was replaced by Ji Chifeng silent, and a sentence suddenly appeared in his mind: there is a kind of person who is not emotional, and the emotion is never dead.

Huo Yanqing is probably such a person.

After a while, Ji Chifeng packed up the medicine chest and said, "You can find someone else. I won't do this operation."

"……it is good."

"..." Ji Chifeng, "No one knows your condition better than me. Saying something you don't like to listen to, you find someone to die."

Huo Yan tilted his lips to evoke a helpless smile, "I know, but you don't want me to do anything?"

The tone of the speech is as plain as talking about other people's affairs.

Ji Chi Feng Qi is not good, "This is a matter of human life, not a joke."

Huo Yan tilted her thin lips slightly, and got up and put on her clothes. She opened the buttons one by one before opening her mouth. "Tell her I'm just a skin trauma, don't scare her."

"What skin trauma produces so much blood? You deceived her as a child."

Huo Yan frowned, "I don't have a pedophile."

Ji Chifeng, "..." Is this the point of his speech?

Ji Chifeng felt that he would be mad at this man when he stayed again. He walked toward the door with the medicine box, opened the door, and stood at the door with anxious face, and asked him, "Are Uncle Wu all right?"

"I can't die." Ji Chifeng was really not in a good mood, and went back downstairs.

What does it mean to not die?

Does it mean seriously?

After a moment of commotion, Shu Xinqin stepped into the room. In the room, Huo Yanqin had already got dressed. His expensive smoky gray shirt and straight trousers without any folds. The whole person was clean and tidy. There was no sign of injury. .

Shu Xin's eyes fell on Huo Yan's right shoulder. His white shirt, which had been stained with blood when he was on the site, had a sour tip in his nose.