Young Master Zhan's Xueba Little Crazy Wife

Su Qiao believes in Zhan Shen's ability to handle affairs, and understands his small thoughts, so she nodded:

"Okay, I'll wait for you outside!"

Zhan Shen didn't rush in, but glanced at the stool in the corridor next to him.

The stool is made of hard rubber, which is a bit cold at night.

He took off his suit jacket and put it on the stool, and said to Su Qiao:

"Sit here and wait."

The corners of Su Qiao's lips twitched involuntarily: "Don't worry, I'm not a three-year-old child."

His careful exhortations didn't look like a boyfriend, but like an old lady.

Zhan Shen looked at her helplessly and dotingly.

If she were a three-year-old child, it would be great, but it would make him feel more at ease. At least the child would not cause trouble everywhere, and would not blow up other people's factories when they went out to buy a piece of fruit.

After rubbing Su Qiao's head, he arranged for Jueyingsha's people to protect him in the dark, and then he walked into the ward.

Through the transparent glass on the door, the Zhan Jue clearly saw the relationship between the two of them, and there was a gloomy look in his eyes.

Heh, deliberately ran to him at night to show off his affection?

So much so that when Zhan Shen came in, he didn't lift his eyelids, and he didn't pay attention at all.

Zhan Shen walked to the hospital bed, glanced at the injury on his back and the badly wrapped leg.

Now he should obviously rest in bed, but he insisted on sitting...

Zhan Shen directly lifted the small table from the hospital bed and placed it in the farthest corner.

Zhan Jue frowned: "Zhan Shen, what are you doing!"

"As your eldest brother, I have the obligation to discipline you."

Zhan Shen stared at him sternly, then rolled down the bed directly, turning it into a flat bed.

Zhan Jue struggled to remember, but Zhan Shen turned over the arm that was holding him.

Zhan Jue, who was still facing the front, turned into lying on the bed.

He picked up the scissors by the bed and cut the blood-stained clothes of the Warlord directly from the back.

The Warlord realized what he was going to do, his eyes were frozen:

"I don't need you, please leave immediately!"

Zhan Shen didn't speak, and cut the white gauze with scissors.

The white gauze had turned into blood-red gauze, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air.

And with the spreading of the gauze, the hideously burned skin was exposed.

Originally, a high-tech wound ointment should have been used to stop the bleeding, but due to Zhan Jue's restlessness, blood was still oozing from many places in the wound.

Zhan Shen's eyes darkened, he picked up the bedside debridement ointment, and applied it on his wound.

Zhan Jue said coldly: "Why are you pretending to be a good person? Do you want Su Qiao to see how tolerant you are? Or do you sympathize with me as a beggar?

Battle deep!Even if my Warlord dies, it's not your turn to be pitiful! "

After Yang spoke, he stabbed Zhan Shen's abdomen with a powerful crutch, insisting on sitting up.

But Zhan Shen held his shoulders and pressed him on the bed as if he was capturing someone.

He opened his thin lips lightly, and said a word lightly:

"Su Qiao is a face control person, she will never like a man with a hideous body."

Zhan Jue, who was still struggling, suddenly froze.

After a while, he gave up struggling and just lay down on the bed.

There was a deep look in Zhan Shen's eyes, but he suppressed it, and applied medicine to him professionally.

After applying the medicine, he lifted the Zhanjue up and sat down in front of him.

He sat in the back and wrapped the gauze around the Warlord from back to front.

Wearing only a white shirt, his muscles would bulge when he moved his arms, and his whole body was abstinent, cold and rigorous.

Zhan Jue was sitting stiffly, his shirt had been taken off, he was a very controlling person, and his figure was also very well controlled.

The muscles that happen to be well-placed are wrapped in white gauze, giving them a unique sense of beauty.

After Zhan Shen bandaged him, he found a new hospital gown in the locker and threw it to him.

Zhan Jue didn't wear it, instead he turned around and looked at Zhan Shen:

"What? Are you afraid that Su Qiao will see something she shouldn't? The big brother who has always been generous has become so stingy?"

Zhan Shen stared at him deeply: "Haven't you changed too?"

It has become unrecognizable, not like before.

I remember when he was five years old, the Zhan Jue would follow behind him, calling for brother, brother over and over again.But now...

Zhan Jue's eyes moved slightly, but after only a moment, they returned to their usual coldness:

"Come to me especially at night just to say something insignificant?"

Zhan Shen looked at the document in the corner of his eyes, and said solemnly:

"All the companies you have been blown up this time will need at least 300 billion to recover, and it will take a lot of effort.

I can help you solve it, and remove all shareholders' shares, you hold 80% of the rest, and I only need 20%.

Including any inheritance rights of the Zhan family, it still belongs to you. "

Zhanjue frowned, and looked up at him: "Tell me your conditions."

Zhan Shen looked at him condescendingly, and cut straight to the point:

"One, cut off all cooperation with Mu Country.

Second, I have the right to supervise the company's development in the future.

three……"

When it came to the third article, Zhan Shen's face became extraordinarily dignified and serious.

He stared at Zhan Jue for a moment: "Get rid of all thoughts about Su Qiao!"

The Zhanjue snorted, and slowly planned to lean back.

But as if thinking of something, he just sat there again, looking at Zhan Shen sarcastically:

"You think I'll say yes?"

Zhan Shen: "You should agree."

The conditions he gave were his biggest concessions, and they were completely unprofitable.

As far as the Zhan Jue is concerned, as long as he agrees, he can lie here with peace of mind without having to deal with anything, and he can still own everything in the Zhan family, as well as a high stake.

Of course—

Zhanjue met Zhan Shen's gaze with a sneering coldness:

"You should be clear that since the age of six, it is impossible for me and you to have any cooperative relationship!"

Thinking of that matter, Zhan Shen's eyes darkened: "Are you still thinking about it?"

Zhan Jue stared at Zhan Shen, his thin lips curled with a bit of coldness and ridicule:

"The way is different, we don't conspire with each other. You and I are no longer from the same world!"

Zhan Shen's reserved and cold face turned stern:

"You shouldn't continue to make mistakes."

"It's wrong for you, but it's the only life for me!"

The Zhanjue stared at him coldly and said: "Not everyone can be like you, born to live aboveboard!

Don't say you put forward three conditions, even if you don't have any requirements, I will not agree! "

After Yang spoke, he had no intention of continuing the conversation, and fell down on the bed with difficulty, lying on his side and closing his eyes.

Zhan Shen looked at the back, his eyes darkened and deepened.

After a short consideration, he stepped out.

"and many more."

The Zhan Jue suddenly stopped him, and without getting up, he just lay on his side and said:

"The last condition you put forward, I forgot to tell you something.

After so long, you probably don't know that Su Qiao once took off my belt with her own hands! "

There is a bit of proud provocation and showing off in the words.

Zhan Shen, who was originally mature and stable, suddenly froze in place, and a cold air rose from his body.

Suddenly, he turned around and walked to the hospital bed step by step, his footsteps also revealing his coldness.

He grabbed the warlord by the collar of his shirt and pulled him from the bed.

Then--