Chapter 210: Do you insist on staying with him even if you are injured?

Biquge EbookFREE.me, the fastest update is on the wife: Mo Shao, kiss the latest chapter gently!
She lowered her head, covered her face with long hair, and covered her face with a pale face.
Fingertips shivered and cold.
Who would want to hurt her, or kill her ... it seems like something that is so obvious, that there is no need to think at all.
It's like why her father died in prison. No one said it, but everyone knew it.
She held the phone until the screen went out because she was slow to move.
Chi Huan put the phone back in the bag, looked up and looked at the lights in the emergency room.
That knife was stabbed in the back. If it wasn't Mrs. Larry's driver and part-time bodyguard, the gangster with the knife would even want to make up for it again ...
Hurrying and messy footsteps sounded, and then the anxious voice of the young girl sounded, "Uncle Bridge, how is my mother ... how could she be injured? What happened?"
Chi Huan looked in the direction of the sound.
A man in his fifties and a girl about her age appeared side by side.
Uncle Bridge was Mrs. Larry's driver. It was the hospital where he rescued them and sent Mrs. Larry to.
"A stab in the back, but it should not hurt him, is in first aid, wait."
"How could my mother be stabbed by a knife? Does Lancheng have her enemies?"
Uncle Qiao looked slightly embarrassed. He looked at Chi Huan sitting down, "Mrs .... to save this lady."
They looked at her.
Chi Huan stood up. The coat she wore was off-white, and the scarf she used to cover her face was off-white because she was contaminated with too much blood.
She didn't make up much, and usually her cheeky and sober face was extraordinarily pale with long seaweed-like hair, and even a little bit indifferent.
But she looked at them with a very dull look. "Sorry," the voice was hoarse, indescribable emotion, or, in fact, there was no emotion, "she was injured because she blocked me.
The father and daughter looked at her and glanced at each other.
The man was tall, but a little fat, and looked very kind. He looked good-tempered in a suit. He reached out and patted Chi Huan's shoulders, sighed, and said in a soothing tone, "You do n’t want to be too self-confident. Blame it ... "
The girl probably knew her, "Yes, don't be too sad," she said, and she opened her arms and hugged Chi Huan. "Mom, she won't be okay. Uncle Qiao said he didn't hit the point ..." Nothing will happen. "
Chi Huan became stiff as soon as she hugged her.
She doesn't like contacting people, especially those who are not familiar, let alone ...
After a few seconds, she still frowned and took two steps back.
This action was an obvious avoidance, and the girl looked a little awkward, "Sorry ..."
Chi Huan took a deep breath, and frowned slightly, "Sorry, I'm not used to it."
The girl breathed a sigh of relief. "You don't have to hate me," she said with a smile, and finally said, "but ... does anyone want to kill you? Why? Do you know who it is?"
Chi Huan frowned all the time, not too disguised as indifference, and did not answer.
The two in front of her ... she couldn't talk about disgust, or how annoying, even this should be the first time they met, she didn't want to show any hostility ... or she had no hostility.
But if you like it, or if you are in harmony, it is not necessary.
The girl didn't seem to mind Chi Huan's indifference, but she could see that Chi Huan didn't "like" her, so he asked carefully, "You have blood on your clothes ... would you like to call your boyfriend, Let him come to pick you up and give you a piece of clothing by the way. "
Chi Huan looked up at the girl standing in front of her.
The age is not much different from her, or to be one or two years younger, and she looks simple and not ignorant of world affairs.
Chi Huan looked back, took two steps back, and sat down on the bench in the back, saying lightly, "Wait for the doctor to come out."
After waiting another twenty minutes, the door of the emergency room opened.
Father and daughter Larry rushed forward. "How is my mother?"
"No big deal. Fortunately, the stabbing is not deep. It should be almost waiting for the wound to recover in the hospital."
Mrs Larry was transferred to a senior ward.
Chi Huan followed Larry's father and daughter into the ward, and for nothing else, saved her, she naturally had to thank her in person.
Mrs. Larry had woke up, because she had lost too much blood, and her face still looked a little pale. Without her usual expensive clothes, leaning on the pillows that were high, there was no high-mindedness.
Chi Huan was standing at the end of the bed. The blood on her clothes made her look a little embarrassed, but she stood upright and looked very quiet. "Thank you for saving me. I'm sorry, but you were hurt."
Mrs. Larry looked at her, and suddenly there were some vague emotions in her eyes, complicated and solitary.
She was polite and alienated. Even with a little gratitude, it was like a stranger's gratitude.
In her body, the soft and sweet little girl in her memory and the unreliable eyes of trust could no longer be found.
She has rarely seen her in these years. For many reasons, of course, she also dared not. At this moment, I suddenly discovered that Chi Huan's feelings for her ranged from reluctance, to hate, to indifference, and to her present-day politeness. Alienation.
Chi Huan didn't pay attention to her eyes, just raised her eyebrows and said lightly, "Your husband and daughter will accompany you, so I won't bother ... Thank you very much for saving me."
Having said that, she turned and walked toward the door.
As she opened the doorknob, Mrs. Larry called to her, "Huanhuan."
She turned back, "Is there anything else?"
"Do you insist on staying with him even if you are injured?"
Chi Huan didn't speak, and his mood didn't fluctuate.
Mrs. Larry sighed indifferently, and said lightly, "Then you asked him to pick you up. Don't go out alone these days ... or do you need me to send you back?"
"No thanks."
Chi Huan turned around, held the doorknob, opened the door, and went out.
She didn't have any other ideas. She planned to pay the hospitalization fee and took a taxi home ... although their family would definitely not be short of medical expenses.
Just a few meters away, her footsteps stopped.
Looking up, the tall man stood in front of her in a black coat. He frowned and looked at the blood on her body, his eyes were so deep, he asked in a deep voice, "Why not call me?"
Chi Huan staggered his vision, "forgot,"
She walked past him, faintly saying, "I'm going to pay hospital and hospital fees. Will you come with me?"
Less than half a meter away, she was clasped by a man, her voice somber, "Chi Huan."
The strength of his hand was too heavy, and Chi Huan frowned in pain. "What are you doing?"
Looking at his increasingly somber complexion, she also probably knew what he was angry with, pursing her lips, "Give me the money first, I want to eat, and I have nothing to eat at noon, I am hungry."