After rebirth, the real daughter became a popular figure by relying on internal competition

Li Xinghao couldn't wait to get out of the hovercraft before the door was fully opened.

Shen Shiyi and Li Xiao supported each other. One was still a little dizzy, and the other had a broken rib. She staggered behind: "Hurry over and check on your brother first!"

He didn't answer, but rushed to the emergency room, his eyes scanning around and fixed on one spot.

Li Zhiyin stood at the door of the emergency room. There were large dark blood stains on his body. His skin was pale. The strands of hair on his temples stuck to his cheeks like small hooks made of ink.

She didn't notice him, only focused on her own condition, raising her hand to tuck her hair behind her ears.

The small hook disappeared on her face, but Li Xinghao felt the hook swinging in the air and hitting his sternum, hooking him towards her.

When he came to his senses, he was already standing in front of Li Zhiyin.

Li Zhiyin tugged at her sticky clothes and looked up at him unhappily: "Your brother is fine. The nurse just told me that they used a strong tissue adhesive. He is now receiving a blood transfusion. He is completely safe."

Li Xinghao opened his eyes wide, and a "bang" sound came from his chest.

The hook rushed into his chest, knocking his hanging heart back to its original position with such a strong impact.

His cold body finally felt a little heat and began to warm up.

Shen Shiyi and Li Xiao arrived late and asked for help: "Daughter, how is your brother? Is he okay?"

Li Zhiyin shrugged: "It's okay. He was treated in time. Now he just needs a blood transfusion. He's not bleeding anymore."

Li Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his voice in gratitude: "Thank you for saving Yan Lang. This time, it's all thanks to you. I'll have someone allocate funds to you later so that you don't make this trip in vain."

Li Zhiyin was waiting for this sentence, and said with his arms folded: "Mr. Li, do you have my card number? If not, I will send it to you now."

"……Have."

"Okay then, I'll wait for you to allocate the funds. I hope you can give me a surprising amount."

"……Will do."

Li Xinghao listened to the conversation in a daze, his eyes fixed on the emergency room, looking at the only drawn curtain.

There is his brother who was harmed by him.

He was filled with regret, but he continued to feel a stuffy heat on his body, which relieved the coldness caused by fear.

He felt something was wrong and looked towards the source of the heat.

Li Zhiyin tilted her head back and wiped her hair from her chin to her neck with a handkerchief, waves of heat rising from her body.

Her body was covered with water droplets, and it was hard to tell whether the transparent liquid on her body was rain or sweat. She just felt that she was so hot that she was about to steam.

And she seemed to be getting hotter and hotter, her pale cheeks gradually turning red, and beads of sweat slid down her neck and into her collar.

He opened his mouth and bit his lower lip hard again.

Shen Shiyi noticed that Li Zhiyin was not feeling well, so she picked up a handkerchief and wiped her face: "Why do you look so hot, Mom? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Li Zhiyin shook his head: "I drove the accelerator all the way here, and also used the jumping Achilles tendon. The prosthesis is overloaded, and now my body is cooling down."

She sniffed again.

It all smells like acid rain.

She said disdainfully: "Li Yanlang is safe now. I'm going home to take a shower. I won't have dinner with you this time."

Shen Shiyi's face changed, and she grabbed her anxiously: "No, come back to our house, I have clothes and shoes prepared for you at home!"

She winked at Li Xinghao, fearing that Li Zhiyin would run away: "Why are you in a daze? Go back with your sister! We will settle the matter with you later about your brother! And the meal is ready, come back after you have dinner with your sister!"

Li Xinghao came back to his senses and subconsciously looked at Li Xiao.

Li Xiao warned him with a gloomy face: "Go home first, your mother and I are here, don't make any more mistakes! Don't yell at your sister! Don't forget who saved your brother's life!"

Li Xinghao pursed his lips in self-blame, then looked at Li Zhiyin awkwardly: "Let's go, I'll take you home."

One of his feet was light while the other was heavy, as if he was walking on clouds. Everything happened so quickly and ended so quickly that he had not yet reacted.

He just looked at his hand, which had just been used to punch Li Yanlang hard.

The muffled groan that Li Yanlang let out when he was hit...

Li Yanlang covered his ears, wishing to block out all the sounds, until a cold female voice floated over from the other side.

"Li Xinghao?"

"Li Xinghao!"

He took a deep breath, looked up suddenly, and met Li Zhiyin's gaze.

She leaned back in the seat and smiled at him playfully.

"Why are you two fighting?"