Doting on sweet wife for hundreds of millions of years

In the elevator, Si Dingyi accidentally swept across the ground and found a drop of blood.

Squat down, the blood has dried, maybe the cleaners of the building haven't had time to clean it.

Out of professional instinct, Si Dingyi immediately became alert. When he got out of the elevator and walked towards the door, he found another drop of blood.

The hand holding the key stopped for a moment, and looked towards the closed door.

Anxiety, intense unease.

The key was slowly inserted into the lock, and Si Dingyi gently pushed the door open first, looked around the room, and then stepped in with one foot.

The moment he stepped through the door, a figure flashed behind the door, and the black muzzle of a gun was pressed against his forehead. Si Dingyi immediately raised his hand and looked sideways.

"It's you?" The raised hand dropped because of seeing the other party.

The gun was retracted, and Sean turned around and walked into the room, "Come and take a look."

Following Xiao En into the room, there were bloody tissues all over the floor, and bloodstains were dotted all over the white sheets, especially around the person lying on the bed.

Out of professional habits, Si Dingyi's home was specially equipped with a large medicine box, which was also found and placed beside the bed. Messy and bloody gauze was also thrown everywhere.

Big boss?Si Dingyi understood that they must be the ones who shot Mo Bao, and it seemed that they didn't take advantage of it.

"Mr. Mu, let me take a look for you." Si Dingyi bent over to inspect his injury.

This Mr. Mu is Mu Yuan, the head of the DL organization. He is gray on both sides, and there are two deep wrinkles on his forehead. Because of the injury, his face is extremely pale.

Although he was seriously injured, he was still awake, and he nodded slightly, allowing Si Dingyi to treat the wound for him.

Mu Yuan was shot twice, although it was not fatal, and the bleeding had been stopped under Xiao En's treatment, but the bullets had to be taken out immediately, but there was no anesthetic at home.

Turning to Sean, he said, "I need anesthetic to help Mr. Mu take out the bullet."

"I'll get it." Sean was still very confident about sneaking into the hospital to get two anesthetics.

"It's too late, we have to operate immediately." Si Dingyi opened the wound wrapped with gauze, and blood was still oozing out. If this continues, Mu Yuan won't last long.

"No need for anesthetics, let's do it." Mu Yuan ordered, holding back the pain.

To Si Dingyi, this kind of surgery was like a child's play, but since the other party was a big boss and was over 60 years old, could he survive without anesthesia?Sean acts as his assistant.

Mu Yuan's stamina made Xiao En and Si Dingyi feel inferior. There was no anesthetic, and when they took the bullet from the wound, they gritted their teeth and let out a few grunts, but they didn't cry out.

I took out the one on the shoulder first, and then started to take out the one on the thigh.

The two bullets were taken out, placed in the lid of the cotton yarn box, and shown to Mu Yuan who was sweating profusely.

A bean-sized bead of sweat dripped down his cheek and from his forehead, and the corner of Mu Yuan's lips twitched slightly, "I will pay him back double."

Si Dingyi, who bandaged his wound, reminded him not to move around.Only then did he turn to face Sean, "I'll deal with it for you too." He walked out of the room.

In the living room, Si Dingyi treated Sean's wound, and there was no communication from the beginning to the end. Sean's injury was much lighter than Mu Yuan's, most of which were bruises caused by scratches and collisions.

"I suspect that your bone is a bit cracked. Try raising it higher." Si Dingyi pointed his finger at his shoulder blade.

Sean raised his arm as he said, and sure enough, when he raised it to a certain level, he felt severe pain.

Although there was no medical equipment, Si Dingyi still determined that the bones were broken, so he mixed a black pill with wine, rubbed it on the wound, and then wrapped it with many layers of gauze to achieve a fixed effect.

Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted the silence in the room, and Si Dingyi looked at Xiao En.

Sean got up silently, first looked out of the cat's eye, and then opened the door.

"Mr. Xiao." Several people in black suits poured in outside the door.

"Is there a tail?"

"No."

Sean walked into the room with his injured right hand in his left hand, and reported the situation to Mu Yuan who was half asleep.

After listening to the suggestion, Mu Yuan nodded.

Under Sean's signal, several attendants wanted to transfer Mu Yuan.

"Mr. Mu, your current situation..." Si Dingyi hurriedly stopped.

"Mr. Mu and I were both injured, and we must find a safe place to recuperate." Xiao En explained to him, and he still didn't trust him, but this place was easy for Mo Yu to find.

Although he was worried about their injuries, Si Dingyi didn't stop him anymore, and he also had a selfish intention, he didn't want Chu Kexin to know that he was also a member of the DL organization.

After sending them away, Si Dingyi immediately cleaned up the scene. He is a very clean person and cannot tolerate any uncleanness in his home.

It was harder than the year-end cleaning. When everything was tidied up, Si Dingyi immediately took a shower and lay down on the bed.

The mobile phone at hand rang, and he quickly turned over to pick it up to see that it was Ye Mingyao calling, telling him to go to the company immediately.

In fact, he is not interested in being a model at all, he just wants to have more opportunities to get in touch with Chu Kexin.

Is there anything in the company that Ye Mingyao can't handle?Want him, an amateur model, to come over?After all, he solved the problem for Chu Kexin, so Si Dingyi immediately changed his clothes and went to the company.

When he arrived at the company, he didn't know what happened. He was immediately angry, but he still patiently agreed.

Yi Zhuoru said that the dress was not suitable and needed to be modified, and asked him to get it.

"Mr. Si, you were attracted to a popular female celebrity the first time you went to the catwalk, and you may be on your way to stardom soon." Ye Mingyao joked sourly.

"Why don't I give you this chance?" Si Dingyi didn't care for such an opportunity, "When is it now?"

"No need, I will be kicked out. This is the address. Don't lose it. It's overtime." Ye Mingyao stuffed a piece of paper with Yi Zhuoru's family address into his hand.

His slender fingers crumpled the paper into balls. Although Mo Yao was seriously injured, You Chu Kexin was by his side, and if the misunderstanding was resolved, the relationship between them would change, but he was going to a pretentious woman. .

Arriving outside the community where Yi Zhuoru lived, he was about to call her, but unexpectedly received a call from an unfamiliar number. It was Yi Zhuoru who called, telling him to go to a bar called a cash drawer.

bar?He's just here to pick up his clothes, so he doesn't need to go to a place like a bar, right?

Anyway, I'm here, let's go see it.

There are usually some paparazzi ambushing nightclubs like Cash Box, because many celebrities like to go clubbing here.

Si Dingyi walked into the bar, looking for Yi Zhuoru's figure under the flickering light.

"Hi." A gentle hand rested on his shoulder from behind, and then with a charming flash, Yi Zhuoru appeared in front of him, gently stroking the hand on his shoulder.

A nice smile appeared on the corner of Si Dingyi's lips, and Yi Zhuoru's hand was pushed down with a light swipe of his fingertip.

"Miss Yi, I remember that day at the company, you tried on the clothes, and there was nothing inappropriate." In order to win over this client, Si Dingyi clearly knew that she had ulterior motives, but he still dealt with it patiently.

"Come on." Yi Zhuoru raised his finger at him, luring him to follow him.

Si Dingyi was ushered into a private room, and was pushed down by Yi Zhuoru on the soft sofa, and Yi Zhuoru immediately sat down next to him.