"No!" Shu Xin answered without thinking.

Xiao Ruize drew a glimmer of cold light in his eyes and pulled Shuxin out of the fruit shop without speaking. His eyes pointed to a black van next to him, "Get in the car."

"If you have anything, just say it here." Shu Xin shook Xiao Ruize's hand vigorously, "Let go!"

Xiao Ruize didn't let it go and dragged Shuxin directly to the side of the car.

"What are you doing? Let me go." Shu Xin always feels that something is wrong with Xiao Ruize today, thinking about it. The back door of the van suddenly opened, and two strange men came down from inside. When he came over, he grabbed her other arm. Drag in the car.

There was painful pain in the arm, and Shuxin felt that the injured arm was dislocated again.

But at this time she could not care so much, Xiao Ruize was clearly prepared, she endured the pain, opened her mouth and shouted: "Save..."

Then he shouted a word, and his mouth was covered by Xiao Ruize's big hand, only a small whine.

The three men got Shuxin into the car three or two times.

Close the door, the car immediately started, and drove in the opposite direction of Yang Ji.

Shu Xin struggled violently in the car. The man thought she was too noisy and stunned her directly.

Shuxin was awakened by a painful pain.

The man who was holding Shuxin's hands and was about to tie her up asked Xiao Ruize, "Mr. Xiao, this woman has one arm dislocated, do you still need to tie it?"

Shu Xin opened his eyes and looked around the surrounding environment, but he couldn't be more familiar with it. This is Xiao Ruize's home. With pain, he asked: "Xiao Ruize, what on earth do you want to do?"

Xiao Ruize walked over in a few steps, motioned the man to let go of Shuxin's hand, and then shook Shuxin's arm that hung down beside him.

Shu Xin felt like someone was crumpling her flesh, and it hurt terribly.

Xiao Ruize looked at Shu Xin's painful expression, and the arc of the corner of his mouth was slightly ridiculed. "It's really dislocated." During the speech, he took Shu Xin's injured hand and shook it again. "Is it painful?"

Shu Xin's face was pale with pain, her toes curled up, her tears twirled uncontrollably in her eyes, but she kept enduring not letting it fall, and said, "Xiao Ruize, your king, bastard!"

Xiao Ruize ignored the comfortable scolding and turned to the two men, saying, "It's hard work, and I will hit the rest of your money later on to your account."

"You're welcome, you can still find us with this kind of work in the future."

"Sure." Xiao Ruize sent the two men away, closed the door, dropped the lock, and came to the sofa, looking at Shuxin from the top, his face covered with haze, "So it hurts? You know the two men will last time What am I hurt?"

Shu Xin looked up slightly at Xiao Ruize, "That's all you deserve!"

Xiao Ruize suddenly leaned over, grabbing her comfortable chin with her left hand, and pressed her against the back of the sofa. Her face was grim, and her eyes were full of cold light. "They let me lie down on the hospital bed for a month, and my right wrist had a comminuted fracture. ..."

During Xiao Ruize's speech, he raised his right hand and tried to make a fist hard, but he couldn't hold it. The strength of his left hand increased, pinching the comfortable chin, and in his eyes he couldn't wait to kill her fiercely, yelling at her biting his teeth: " I will never get a scalpel again!"

There was a trace of surprise in Shu Xin's eyes, and then a grin was raised at the corner of his mouth, enduring the pain that his chin was almost crushed by him, saying: "This is all retribution, you are not worthy of being a doctor, the doctor's hand is used to save people, And you use these hands to dig my heart."