Chapter 210: : Mr. Zuo, you can’t do this (6)

"In what way do you want to be rude to her?"
The voice of cold as a glacier seemed to be swept in with a cold storm.
The moment he saw Zuo Hancheng standing in front of the ward door with a pale and wounded face, Rong Xue was almost speechless, and when he heard his sudden words, his face was pale under the delicate makeup, as if falling. Ice cave.
On the bed, Anhao looked at Zuo Hancheng, who was pale and seriously injured, and looked at the door panel that he had just knocked over. She rolled over from the bed and sat down. He got up, stared at the door panel on the ground and said, "Zuo Hancheng, how did you do it..."
The door to the ward of this hospital should be very strong.
The Zuo Hancheng she remembered was a businessman, even if it wasn't the kind of gentleman, but at least he was a gentle and handsome man.
She had never thought that he would have such a good skill, and could kick such a strong door open with such a serious injury. Isn't Zuo Hancheng as gentle and calm as he looks? Did he practice?
Think about it every time I fight him close, I have never been able to push him away, and even his punches and kicks can be easily resolved by him.
and so……
He must have practiced!
I go!
Her husband is so hidden! Little by little, discovering the different aspects of a man will completely plunge her into it, OK?
Anhao sat on the bed holding the quilt, stared at the pale but icy man standing in front of the door, and then turned to look at Rong Xue who was also shocked by the bed.
Seeing that Rong Xue hadn't spoken for a long time, and didn't know what he was thinking, the atmosphere was a little stalemate.
Anhao raised her hand and bit her nails and said, "Well...I don't want to participate in the matter of yours a few years ago, but I have to wait until we are discharged from the hospital."
Rong Xue immediately looked back at Gu Anhao, her eyes angry.
Anhao shrugged her shoulders with an innocent look, and at the same time spread her hands out: "I mean, Miss Rong, you see that both me and Zuo Hancheng are injured, so we hurriedly pulled out our hands in the hospital. The needle on the upper hand comes to see you, isn’t that good?"
Saying An Hao, he glanced at Zuo Hancheng's hand with his eyes: "Then, you see, it is obviously a needle drawn by myself like me. Miss Rong, can't this remind you? This is a hospital!"
Rong Xue didn't speak, and at this time, he didn't have the domineering aura when facing Anhao alone, but he didn't pretend to be helpless or anything. He just stood calmly beside the hospital bed and stretched out his hand to be safe. I took the divorce agreement that I had abandoned on the bed, and quietly put it back in the bag.
Zuo Hancheng had already seen the top few words when she picked up the agreement, and her black eyes swept towards Rong Xue’s face coldly:
Don’t force me to tolerate the last bit of tolerance between us. All your politeness and politeness are exhausted. Take your things and leave immediately!"
Rong Xue shook the hand of the agreement, suddenly red eyes and looked in the direction of Zuo Hancheng: "I didn't explain to you what happened back then because I didn't untie the knot in my heart. Actually, it was. I was forced to do things, and I didn’t go and fight for the sake of being superior..."
"Enough." Zuo Hancheng's eyes were already impatient: "I hope you can deeply understand the true meaning of these four words, please leave."
Please leave.
What a cold word.
Rong Xue squeezed the agreement in her hand that she had specially asked to print. Although her eye circles were a little red, she didn't fall down. In the end she just smiled with tears in her eyes, staring at the pale but still in front of the door. Upright man.
"If you knew the truth of the year, you wouldn’t be so unsympathetic to me, Cold City, it took me five years to wash away the black spots on my body, wash away the sadness and desolation in my heart, I finally picked up the courage Come to you..."
"Miss Rong." Mo Bai saw that the blood on Zuo Hancheng's shoulders had already flowed to his arms, and finally couldn't stand it anymore. Before Rong Xue had finished her words, Mo Bai interrupted her softly: "Zuo Zuo came just now. At that time, the injury on the shoulder was already split. If you don't leave, Mr. Zuo's wound may have to be stitched up again, so you should go, Miss Rong."
At this time, An Hao noticed that blood was already dripping down Zuo Hancheng's arm, falling drop by drop along his finger to the ground.
Rong Xue was also hurried to take a look when he saw the blood on his arm, but just two steps closer to him, Zuo Hancheng's eyebrows gradually rose.
Rong Chu's footsteps stopped, after all, he didn't walk over, but slowly lifted his bag and smiled calmly.
"Cold City, people's hearts can't deceive people. I don't believe that you have forgotten our unforgettable memories so easily, and I don't believe that such a naive girl will get your heart. I finally regained the courage to leave the United States to find You will not give up easily."
After all, Rong Xue walked out of the ward and passed by his side, tears in her eyes, but she kept her pride and smiled and turned and left.
Until Rong Xue’s footsteps drifted away, Anhao seemed to have just recovered from the dog-blood drama in front of him. He hurried out of bed and ran to the door, stood in front of Zuo Hancheng, and looked down at him. There was a pool of blood dripping from his arm, and he looked at his pale paper face again.
Seeing that his face was not very good-looking, Anhao simply raised his finger and pointed to the direction of the elevator: "It seems that it is really the kind of dog-blood drama I guessed that loves and kills each other and has many misunderstandings. Don't chase it? People have already entered the elevator. If you don't chase it, it will be too late..."
"Shut up!" Zuo Hancheng suddenly gritted his teeth and rebuked.
An suddenly closed her mouth tightly, blinked twice and looked at him innocently: "I see Miss Rong being so affectionate, and so sure that you are so affectionate for her to death. I am fulfilling you... "
"I told you to shut up!" Zuo Hancheng's voice was as cold as his eyes.
This was the first time he had spoken to her in such a ruthless manner.
An Hao was taken aback at once, and was about to speak, but Zuo Hancheng suddenly leaned towards her, frightened her quickly raised her hand to support him.
Feeling that the weight of his entire body was about to knock her down, she hurriedly shouted: "Hey, hey, Zuo Hancheng, didn't you have the strength to kick a door just now? You still ran away with such a serious injury. After coming out of the ward and walking so far, you can continue to do it. Why are you angry with me? If you have the ability to get angry, continue to stand, what are you doing on me... hey... you..."
However, Zuo Hancheng really has reached the limit of physical strength. The blood on his hand stained her all over, and Anhao was shocked that he couldn't swear when he lowered his head and saw the blood.