Chapter 372: He is gently squatting

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Chapter 372 He is gently squatting
I heard that she was not injured, and this was a sigh of relief.
I heard that someone was shot, and it was a woman. He was so scared that he was about to jump out of his chest.
When the line of sight fell on the side of the cold, he saw his arm dyed with blood.
"Is the cold master injured?"
"No problem."
"What about the operating room?"
"It is Cheng Min."
Some people do not know how to face the cold.
Before they all regarded him as a murderer, now the truth is white, Wen Yun has shot him.
"Cold younger millet, I apologize to you on her behalf. Since Xiaoxin left, her spirit is somewhat abnormal. It is my fault. She is not optimistic about her. But she..." Bai Hao had some difficult openings: "But she just Losing my daughter, being so old, and being jailed again..."
"Can the cold master leave her this time, I promise to see her, and will not let her mess up again."
Leng Yuhuang bowed his head and held Lin Xiaomi’s soft hand in his hand. He heard the words and said:
The spirit is not normal, it is not cured at home.

The white face was a little white, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn’t open his mouth if he could.
Nodded and said: "I understand."
Mental hospitals are also much stronger than jail.
He knew that he was not welcome here, and the first thing he left was gone.
After more than four hours of surgery, Lin Xiaomi was sitting in a chair and didn't know what to think.
Leng Yuhuang raised her hand and touched her face: "Hungry? I let Axing send you back first."
"I don't!" Lin Xiaomi refused, and grabbed his hand: "I stay with you here."
She didn't want to go, there was a very strange feeling in her heart, just like he was going to be taken away, she had to keep guarding.
The big hand was held tightly by her, and a cold smile flashed through her eyes, and she reached out and took her into her arms.
The operation continued until midnight, and the indicator light in the operation was extinguished. Cheng Jie walked out with a tired face, took off the mask, and said: "The operation is very smooth, but the position where the bullet has been rubbed is really evil. Is there any? The wound nerve will not affect the action until she wakes up."
"When will she wake up?"
"Anesthetic past, before noon tomorrow."
Because Cheng Min is still in a coma, there are Cheng Jie guards here, they will go back first.
Because the cold car was full of blood, they changed a car.
The street at midnight is very quiet.
The biting cool breeze whispers into the neckline through a thin cloth.
On the car, Leng Yuhuang subconsciously reached out and took her into her arms.
Lin Xiaomi is actually a little sleepy. When she is reliable in his arms, she can't sleep.
The shirt on his body has not changed, and the suffocation in the blood is also mixed with the perfume that does not belong to her.
That is the taste of Cheng Min.
She pushed him away and sat up in his arms.
"what happened?"
"No, I am not sleepy."
She turned her head to look out the window, the street neon flashing, and her heart's boredom was in stark contrast to the street's tranquility.
The voice that has been heard over and over again is the conversation between Cheng Min and him.
She didn't like this kind of self-care, but she couldn't control it.
Leng Yuhuang looked at the woman who leaned her head against the window. The car stopped at the villa. She took the lead and waited until he entered the room. She had already taken her pajamas into the bathroom.
He had to go to the bathroom in the room.
When he came back from the shower, Lin Xiaomi was already lying on the bed, curled up on her side, facing away from the door.
The cold breeze was tight and tight. He went to bed and wanted to take her into her arms. She seemed to be asleep, and did not give him any reaction.
But he knew that she was not asleep.
"Are you tempering with me?" The voice of Leng Yuhuang was a bit bleak.
Lin Xiaomi frowned, heard the words, closed his eyes, pretending not to hear.
The sight that could not be ignored always fell on her. She didn't know what happened to her. She was really angry with him.
At the thought, Cheng Min leaned in his arms and said from his mouth that she was allowed to stay by his side. Her heart was like a swallow of a fly.
The sight that fell on her, which could not be ignored, was taken back. Lin Xiaomi’s heart was even more unpleasant.
I don't know how long it took, she slowly turned back, and the cold Xiaohuang behind her also turned her back to her. Should she have fallen asleep?
The next day, when Lin Xiaomi woke up, he subconsciously squatted to the side, but the place where it should have been warm was tentacles.
She opened her eyes and it was not with her.
She got up and washed, and went downstairs to see the maid asking, "What about cold and beautiful?"
"The young master went out early in the morning." The maid asked with respect: "Is the young lady going to have breakfast now?"
Lin Xiaomi shook his head: "No, give me a car, I want to go out."
She turned and walked out, stepping forward, and said: "Give breakfast to me, I go to the hospital, put some porridge, the side dishes are lighter."
............
When Cheng Min woke up, the role of the anesthetic was dying, and the pain hit the whole body.
She opened her eyes and saw two people standing in the ward, blinking and screaming: "Young Master..."
Leng Yuhuang and Cheng Jie heard the sounds gone: "Wake up? How do you feel?"
"Young Master, I am not dreaming? I saw you again, I thought I would die."
Cold and frowning brows: "Don't talk nonsense. How do you feel now?"
"It's just a little painful." Cheng Min said weakly, she looked at her under her side: "I don't feel any sense of my legs. Is it that the anesthetic has not expired yet?"
Wen Yan, the face of Leng Yuhuang has changed.
Cheng Jie gave her a series of checks, her face was a bit ugly, and she looked at it with cold eyes and didn't know what to say.
Cheng Min saw the reaction of two people, and his eyes flashed a sigh of relief: "Cheng Jie, what happened to my leg?"
"Nothing, you just finished the operation, you have to recover for a while to have a feeling, don't worry."
Cheng Min brows tightly, rubbing his body with his hands and hitting his leg, pulling the wound, and taking a breath of cold air, his face suddenly white.
"You can't move now, be careful that the wound is cracked." Cheng Jie wants to hold her down.
Cheng Min waved him away: "You don't touch me! Why it doesn't feel, it can't move at all, what's wrong! Tell me! Tell me!"
She wants to move her legs, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, as long as it can move, but a pair of slender legs are still lying on the bed.

Lin Xiaomi just arrived at the door of the ward and heard a sharp cry from inside.
She subconsciously pushed open the door of the ward. Cheng Min was like crazy. Her hands clenched her legs hard. Cheng Jie couldn’t hold her back. She took her into her arms and hugged her crazy. With both hands, the voice whispered softly: "Hey, hey! Quiet, nothing, nothing..."