Pseudo-quick wear: Emperor Zun, don't be arrogant

Chapter 239 The Tough Guy Killer's Little Wife (44)

Feng Yu is like an ancient dragon. As the saying goes, dragons have nilinal scales and they die when touched, and Xiao Jinjin is his nilind.

Without thinking about it, Xiao Jinjin is the only person who can make him so crazy. If something happened to her, Feng Yu would not be so irritable.

"Okay, you go back quickly, I can also solve the matter here." Liu Ziming can't be a bad guy to stop him at this time, "Call me if you have something to do."

Feng Yu said "hmm" and didn't talk to Liu Ziming any more. He took the car keys and walked away quickly.

Liu Ziming watched Feng Yu drive away, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"What happened?"

"Master, when the master and the little star went out that day, the little star probably fanned the flames. The master arranged for someone to kill the little star. At present, the little star is in a coma in the hospital. The news has already come out."

"Heh, he's improved. This time, he's looking for death by himself. If it's all right, bring back the people guarding him. Don't worry about him."

Liu Ziming hung up the phone. Although he was smiling, the smile didn't reach his eyes.

For a little star to do such a thing, Liu Qi, a bad old man, is going back as he lives.
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In City B at this time, the news that the heroine of the perfume advertisement is still in a coma due to an injury while filming is flying everywhere.

Xiao Jinjin was actually not well known to many people before the perfume ad was broadcast, but after the ad was broadcast, she gained a lot of fans with her pure and natural beauty. The shock of the crowd.

City B and City A are neighboring cities, and the distance between the two cities is only about two hours' drive. Feng Yu drove all the way, and when he arrived at the hospital Jenny mentioned, it was one o'clock in the afternoon.

Jenny had been waiting at the gate of the hospital for a few minutes. When she saw Feng Yu's car approaching, she immediately stepped forward to take the car keys and parked it. Feng Yu had already entered the hospital quickly and went straight to the intensive care unit.

As soon as the news came out, Sister Luo had already rushed to the hospital. Seeing the man who suddenly appeared at the door, she was stunned for a second before letting him in.

She is no stranger to this man, every time Xiao Jinjin mentions her guardian, that expression really makes her feel happy.

Considerately closing the door of the ward, Sister Luo thought about it, then turned around and left the ward.

Feng Yu had already arrived at the bedside.

On the hospital bed covered with snow-white sheets, the girl's eyes were closed tightly. The originally beautiful face was now red and white, and some serious wounds still had dried blood.

The dark red color looked particularly abrupt on that pale little face.

One of her feet was suspended, put in a cast, and appeared to be broken.

Feng Yu stretched out his hand, but suddenly withdrew it just as he was about to touch it.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed softly, Feng Yu almost gave her a full-body examination with his eyes.

Except for one foot that should be broken, her arms and legs exposed to the air are covered with red, swollen and purple abrasions. It seems that medicine has been applied, but the wound on her face has not been treated.

"Knock, knock -" the door of the ward was knocked, and Feng Yu looked at Fu Li, who didn't even frown under such a sound, and her sword eyebrows were also tightly frowned.

Probably already in a deep coma, she didn't react at all to such a noise.

"Come in."

It was Jenny who came in. She glanced at Feng Yu who was sitting beside the hospital bed, frowning, and walked over with some shame.

"This is the diagnosis, J, I'm sorry, this is my fault."

(End of this chapter)