The first favorite of sweet marriage: President, honey kiss

Chapter 483 On her wrist, I saw... purple, like a watch strap

Jiang Yunshen will be threatened by others, will he be inexhaustible...

Is it because Di Yashao's matter made him unable to bear it, so he was risking his troops, or...he had long expected that this group of people would be unreliable, and planned to kill the grass and root out after the matter was completed.

Or is there any other possibility...

She hadn't eaten or touched a drop of water for nearly thirty hours, and she experienced severe emotional ups and downs after tense nerves, coupled with the continuous severe pain from the gunshot wound that was still bleeding on her calf.

Hua Rong's physical and mental strength could no longer support her, her head tilted, and she fainted in a daze.

The woman stepped forward to check and said, "She's passed out."

Another asked, "Do you want her leg wound to be wrapped?"

"This..." The person who spoke seemed to hesitate, "Can I ask for instructions?"

Immediately someone was out.

Hua Rong still has a trace of consciousness, but her eyes cannot be opened.

In less than a minute, someone came in. Listening to the footsteps, it seemed that there were several people.

A strange female voice spoke first, speaking slowly, with a kind of cold arrogance and ability, "How did this happen? You also shot and wounded her?"

"A little injury, it shouldn't be a big deal."

The voice seemed to be familiar to her, but she couldn't even hear the content clearly. The world was in a trance, far and near, and she could only capture a few intermittent words.

The female voice said lightly, "It's better to ask someone to treat it, take out the bullet and bandage it."

"Hey, when did you become so kind?"

"Beautiful beauty, wouldn't it be a pity if her legs were crippled and limped?"

"It's too troublesome, and it's easy to reveal her whereabouts... Anyway, I think she will be sent to the hospital tomorrow. As for her legs not recovering, it's up to her own life." Now, she probably hates it even more, isn't that better?"

The woman looked down at Hua Rong who was in distress on the ground, her eyes were a little dark, but her brows and eyes were calm, she didn't speak, she seemed expressionless, and she couldn't tell what she was thinking.

The man asked as if thinking of something again, "Why did you come here suddenly?"

"Come to the capital to deal with something. It just happens that the news is talking about it recently, so I'll come over and take a look." The woman turned around and stepped on her black high-heeled shoes and walked outside the door. "Rest early, I'll be with you tomorrow ?”

The man also turned around and asked in a funny tone, "You want to come with us?"

The high heels stopped, the woman turned her head halfway, and sneered slightly with a half-smile, "Why, are you afraid that I will take your credit?"

The man snorted again, "You are really like a hedgehog, you are so disgusting."

Hua Rong was very strenuous, pulling her eyes slightly apart.

In the dim vision, she saw a foot wearing black high-heeled shoes, with the same black ladies' trousers on top. Looking up, she seemed to see... purple on her wrist, like a watch strap .

Without any strength to maintain even a trace of consciousness, she finally fell into the darkness completely.

…………

The next day, when Hua Rong woke up, his eyes were covered again.

In a high-speed moving car again.

The weather seemed to have cooled down, and the wind was blowing. Her body was so weak that she woke up from the cold.

She appeared to be at the car door.

A line of sight fell on her.

Opposite Hua Rong sat a woman, she was young, wearing a black and white professional suit, her eyes were cold, and there was a hint of sharpness.

The rearview mirror reflected the large truck driving behind them.

A thought that had never been thought of before popped up suddenly and at the right time——

If this woman dies...

Three shifts

(End of this chapter)