Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

Lu Qiao's tone was very light, not the kind of angry accusation, nor resentment.

However, it is such a simple interrogative sentence, which is even more poignant.

The thorn in Huo Yan's heart suddenly spun deeper.

Huo Yan didn't answer, maybe Lu Qiao didn't need his answer at this time.

"Xing Chen is a good boy. Since he went abroad to study, he has been working hard, working part-time and studying, seizing better opportunities that can change his life and help him transform...He is an ordinary and hardworking child."

Lu Qiao murmured in a low voice, the bloodstains in her eyes brought her back to the previous nightmare.

From Qi Qing's villa on the hillside to the nearby hospital, there was chaos, but her consciousness was still in the sound of gunshots.

Now, looking at the blood splattered on her body, the things that happened before are clearly in front of her eyes.

Jiang Xingchen's light-colored windbreaker slowly seeped out from a hole and smeared everywhere.

"If it wasn't for you, how could he get involved in this kind of thing?"

Lu Qiao didn't know what Qi Qing did to make Jiang Xingshen cooperate with him. She did have a grudge against his actions, but she blamed the culprit more.

"And Mr. Qi."

Lu Qiao closed her eyes in pain, her vision was blocked and she couldn't see anything, but Qi Yu's pale face was still dangling in front of her eyes.

One shot, two shots, even she couldn't count how many shots Qi Yu blocked for her.

The sound of the bullet piercing the flesh, the painful but unbearable muffled sound, just thinking about it, her hands would tremble uncontrollably.

"This matter, it can be said that it has nothing to do with him at all, but now the city is on fire, which affects the fish in Chi."

"Huo Yan, can you tell me what I owed you in my last life?" Lu Qiao laughed at herself: "That's why I made myself so miserable in this life because of you, and even hurt others?"

Under the light, Lu Qiao's eyes were blood red.

Huo Yan moved his lips, and in her dark eyes, it was like a stick in his throat.

His face was reflected in the dark pupils, a bit haggard, but much better than hers.

Lu Qiao moved suddenly, stretched out his hand to pinch Huo Yan's neck, and without knowing where the strength came from, a thin woman pushed Huo Yan against the wall forcefully.

She contracted her fingers inch by inch, she used all her strength, as if she was really going to strangle him to death.

"Huo Yan, I'm not as easy to bully as you imagined. It's fine if Xingchen and Mr. Qi are okay today. If one of them makes a mistake, I will kill you."

Due to the difference in height, Lu Qiao's current posture actually doesn't have much momentum, even if he threatens someone, he has to look up at the other party.

Maybe in the eyes of outsiders, it is still a bit ambiguous.

But only Huo Yan knew that Lu Qiao really had murderous intent in his eyes.

When he met her eyes, he was stunned, as if a cold and sharp blade had brushed against his heart, although he didn't stab it directly, but when he brushed it, he still felt pain, which was fatal.

The atmosphere condensed into ice, and in the late autumn, there was already a feeling of winter.

After a while, Huo Yan finally said the first two words since arriving at the hospital, "Sorry."

Lu Qiao's pupils shrank slightly.

When he spoke, the vibration of Adam's apple was clearly transmitted to her palm.

The two words President Huo opened his mouth hit her ears like thunder.

Feel sorry?

Feel sorry!

Ah.

This understatement can be said to be the most annoying sentence in her life, and there is no one.

Just this one sentence, it doesn’t hurt or itch, and I can’t tell whether I’m really sorry. It can’t comfort the person who is apologizing. At most, it just makes the apologizing person feel relaxed.

There will probably be a kind of, "I apologize, since I have repented of what I did in the past, then it's okay," this kind of thinking.

But in fact, it may not be that simple for the apologetic.

Just like now.

Those in the operating room were two lives!

To borrow a classic line, if an apology works, what are the police for?
Lu Qiao looked at Huo Yan, looked deeply into his eyebrows and eyes, and said word by word: "Huo Yan, your hypocrisy makes me sick."

"I know you don't want to hear me say this now. But I have to give some explanations."

As if he didn't hear Lu Qiao's mocking sneer, Huo Yan said in a calm voice: "This matter is because of me, and I will be responsible to the end, and I promise you that this kind of thing will not happen again in the future. ..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Qiao interrupted him with a raised hand, "Responsible?"

She seemed to have heard a particularly funny joke, so she couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Mr. Huo said it so easily. As soon as the upper lip touched the lower lip, he said this sentence."

She called him Mr. Huo, not Huo Yan anymore.

Huo Yan frowned, and the dark blue under his eyes became more obvious because he didn't have a good rest.

Lu Qiao looked at Huo Yan with a look that he had never used before, extremely indifferent, three points mocking, seven points cold.

Looking deeply into Huo Yan's heart, Huo Yan's breath was suffocated, and his face showed a rare embarrassment.

There is no other reason, it is because he understands that look.

Lu Qiao's eyes were different from any time before.

If you don't look at the person with whom she has had an unforgettable relationship, you can't even see the shadow of the past, and there is only hatred left.

Under his eyes were the ashes left after the fire.

It was disconcerting to watch.

"Two lives, Huo Yan, do you have any supernatural abilities? Otherwise, tell me, how should you be responsible? How should you compensate?"

She was aggressive, and every sentence wanted to knead into a thorn and plunge into Huo Yan's throat.

It would be best to apply poison and kill with one blow.

Only in this way can she relieve the slightest bit of hatred from her.

Huo Yan felt uncomfortable. Lu Qiao's eyes and Lu Qiao's words made her feel uncomfortable.

There was inevitably some emotion in his tone, "Lu Qiao, do you insist on talking to me like this for two men who are not related to you?"

Lu Qiao's eyes became sharper, and the undercurrent surged, rolled and boiled, engulfing Huo Yan's shadow.

"One of them is a good teacher and helpful friend who is so kind to me, and the other is my younger brother who I watched growing up and treats me like my own brother. What is the difference between my relatives?"

"Now, the life and death of these two people is uncertain because of you, shouldn't I have the slightest bit of dissatisfaction with you?"

She showed her white teeth, "Huo Yan, what do you think you are?"

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Jiang Xingshen's injuries were less serious than Qi Yu's, and the surgery was naturally completed earlier than Qi Yu's.

In addition, Qi Qing did not intend to hit Lu Qiao's vitals with that shot.

So, there is no danger to life.

Lu Qiao went to check on Jiang Xingchen, he was still awake, just now Lu Qiao didn't know what kind of mood he should face Jiang Xingchen, so he sat in her ward for a while , got up silently and left.

Qi Yu's situation was much more dangerous than his. He was shot many times, even injured his vital parts, and lost a lot of blood. During the operation, he issued a critical illness notice twice.

Lu Qiao stared at the operating room without daring to blink, the torment in his heart can be imagined.

Huo Yan stood by and watched silently. From her body language, he was keenly aware of her emotions.

She is afraid.

Lu Qiao's sentence, "What do you think you are?", has been lingering in his ears, and he can't shake it off.

He was leaning against the wall, looking at the lights above his head, rubbing his lighter with his index finger heavily.

One click, one click, the flame in the lighter jumped out, burning the silent thoughts of the two of them.

Huo Yan wanted to smoke irritably, but he held back his gaze as he looked at the "No Smoking" sign pasted next to him.

He maintained this posture, looking at Lu Qiao, and Lu Qiao looked at the operating room, the atmosphere between the two of them might be more serious than that in the operating room.

After an unknown amount of time, the operating light went out, and the doctor came out with a tired face.

Lu Qiao's gloomy eyes brightened, and he quickly went up to meet him, "Doctor, how is the patient's condition?"

The doctor's expression was not very good, "The operation was successful, and all the bullets were taken out, but the injury was too serious, and a 24-hour observation period is needed. Only after this period of time can the patient be considered safe. Prepare yourself for the worst."

Lu Qiao couldn't believe that such a result came after several hours of waiting.

One second ago, she was immersed in the joy of the successful operation, but the next second, the doctor threw a bomb at her.

Suffering a huge blow, she staggered back two steps and sat paralyzed on the ground in an instant.

She opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.

In the hospital, the doctor had seen many such scenes before Lu Qiao, and he was very powerless. However, they were just doctors with limited medical skills, not gods.

There is more than enough heart but not enough strength, and sometimes, it is very helpless.

The doctor could only comfort her a few words, and Lu Qiao reluctantly showed him a smile that wasn't a smile before leaving.

After taking a few steps, he was surrounded by a group of people who would not dare to provoke him at first glance, who also anxiously asked about Qi Yu's situation.

Lu Qiao took a look, those people were all faces from other lands, she had never seen them by Qi Yu's side.

Huo Yan once said that Qi Yu's identity is not simple, and this person who has obvious characteristics of country C is probably the most powerful evidence.

But now Lu Qiao's heart is in a mess, and she doesn't want to think about other things at all.

It was already late autumn, and Lu Qiao just sat on the ground like this. After a long time, she would definitely catch a cold and get sick. Huo Yan couldn't see it, so he walked over and bent over, trying to pull her up.

Lu Qiao slapped his hand away, and only said, "Huo Yan, if there is anything wrong with Mr. Qi, I will definitely kill you."