Chapter 970: Injured! (four)

Mu Xiaochen has stood up from the chair. The clenched fist is mixed with tea shredded porcelain and overflows with a large piece of bright red. His expression is cold and incomparable. The calm and calm veil has been torn down, revealing a stern and cold. Sharp.
"Young master, what happened? What happened? You are hurt!"
It was hard for Lees to come back and ask quickly and anxiously.
Mu Xiaochen held the table with one hand, and the mobile phone in the other hand had slipped down on the table. He had a few sullen breaths, and some sullen feelings in his chest. The gloomy eyes had a moment of stagnation.
"Qifeng... Qifeng!"
Mu Yanchen gnawed his teeth and read these words. He grabbed the jacket on one side and rushed outside.
"Ready! Immediate!"
When the tall figure was hidden outside, he left such words.
"Yes! Right now! Young master!"
Li Si naturally did not dare to delay, and quickly followed up and chased up, too much to ask a question, what is going on, Zhang Wei, deputy general is still a confused face, some look at the door that has been empty, vaguely feel that something is wrong - -
Mu Dong rarely gets angry like this!
In the operating room of T-Taiwan Hospital, Xixia Night was placed on the operating table. The head was covered with gauze. The doctor helped her to carefully handle the broken pieces in the palm of her hand. In the tray on the side, there was a sound from time to time. The sound of '叮' is the sound of the picked pieces of broken pieces thrown into the tray.
On the forehead of Xia Xia, there were shoulders and hands, and they were all bloodstained. The traces of the broken ceramics looked abnormal, and even the white face was cut into a bit. The wound was not very Deep, well handled, I hope there is no trace.
The blood was red, and the wounds, even the doctors, felt a little shocking.
Qi Lei and Yang Sheng waited outside the operating room. Yang Sheng was anxiously restless, walking around, staring at the door of the operating room, while Qi Lei on the side was leaning against the cold wall behind him. Keeping an eye on the operating room in front, I don’t speak a word, my face is very ugly, and the anxiety and fear filled in my eyes are obvious.
"Qi Shao, don't worry, there will be nothing, you must trust the doctor!"
Seeing Qi Lei like this, Yang Sheng is also an abnormal worry. He knows that when Qi Lei was holding Wang Qin and rushing out, the inner heart was worried and collapsed. The director was also bloody, and Qi Lei sent her. When I was given to a doctor, my eyes were already red, and he was really worried about what would happen!
Qi Lei did not respond, but the hands dyed with blood were suddenly clenched, and the black scorpion shot a cold light--
"If she had something wrong, I would kill them!"
The voice of Qi Lei’s haze passed over, listening to some cold teeth that gnashed his teeth.
"Qi Shao, you can rest assured, there will be nothing, the director will not have something, don't worry! Don't be impulsive, impulsive is the devil! See how to wait for the doctor to come out, Mu Dong should be able to come over soon It!"
Yang Sheng comforted, but his brow was wrinkled again--
"This Risen doesn't know how to measure. I really don't know how the young master will..."
Yang Sheng was just told by that Lisen. If he didn't hit the summer night, it wouldn't be like this. When he thought of it, Yang Sheng couldn't help but feel a deep embarrassment. Some self-blame is open. Less, this matter depends on me, if it is not because of me, the director will not become like this."
Thinking of the hands-on Lissen, Yang Sheng’s heart also gave birth to some resentment.
Qi Lei looked cold and frosty, and lowered his eyes and silenced for a long time before he looked up and looked at Yang Sheng. "You check to find out where Lisen is!"
"Yes, Qi Shao! I will ask someone to check it right away!"
Yang Sheng responded with a bang, and quickly took out the mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a number to go out.
For a moment, Yang Sheng took the line, and at this time, there was a rush of footsteps in the aisle ahead. Qi Lei and Yang Sheng turned their heads and looked around, only to find that they were rushing over. Mu Xiaochen, followed by Li Si and others.
Mu Yan's face condensed a gloomy color, and several big steps came to Qi Lei's side, looked up at the operating room, and then asked quietly --
"What about people? How?"
"Mu Dong! You can come!"
Yang Sheng greeted some guilty. "The director is still in the operating room, and I don't know the situation yet."
Mu Xiaochen was suddenly overcast like a smog in front of a blizzard. The black scorpion was full of gloom. A pair of spectators sweeping the side and glanced at the income of blood. The heart was a pain, and the whole person was pinched. fist.
"It's all my fault. If you are dissatisfied, you can take a few punches."
Qi Lei does not want to explain too much. He is worried about the people inside. Some people are powerless to say such a sentence. The whole person seems very uneasy. The streamer in the eyes is full of uneasiness, fear, worry. The whole person is like a Tight strings, with a little force, are very likely to break.
Qi Lei’s heart was filled with bitterness at this time. He did not think that Xi Xia and Yang Sheng would pass in the past. He hinted that they were leaving. Qi Feng’s means were very similar. They were used to the coldness of the Tao. At that time, he was I think, even if he is really unwilling to go, there are a few bodyguards, and he is estimated to escape.
I don't want to, I still dragged Xi Xia night into it. It hurts like this. Anyway, it is his fault. Seeing her appearance, he has to admit that he is somewhat guilty, sad, and even distressed.
"No, no, Mu Dong, it’s not a matter of nothing! It’s my fault! When we used to, the young master had already taken people in the villa and wanted to take it away directly. The director also wanted to try to ease them. The contradiction between them, no one thought that things would become like this, it was my fault, I ran into the director, so she fell, so a large vase, broken directly into the ground The director is..."
Mu Yanchen listened, the feeling of depression in the chest increased, the pain in the bottom of his heart made him almost breathless, and there was a sense of suffocation throughout the body.
One hand held the cold wall on one side, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened it again, he could hold a calm, and looked at Qi Lei, who looked very ugly, and looked indifferent. "Pray that she is okay, don't blame."
The sound of Mu Chenchen fell, and Qi Lei’s face was slightly relieved. Turning his head to meet the eyes of Mu Chen, he did not see any trace of blame from inside...