Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

Having said this, Dahu's expression dimmed, and his voice began to choke: "Boss, he went to the bar by himself last night. As a result... he was beaten by a group of bastards. The boss could have easily beaten those people to death. Yes, but don’t know why, he didn’t fight back..."

Dahu's shoulders began to buckle together as the voice of his speech became lower.

"Don't cry, what will happen later?" A big man shed tears for his boss, and directed at this, An Chuxia has a good impression of Dahu. In other words, she has no bad attitude towards anyone who speaks of loyalty.

"Later when I got there, the boss was already lying on the ground unconscious. Someone inserted a broken glass bottle into the boss. The boss shed a lot of blood, and he has not escaped the dangerous period. I think, now The person the boss wants to see the most is your sister-in-law. I beg you, sister-in-law, go and see the boss one last time!" Dahu said as he said, holding An Chuxia's hand while kneeling on the ground.

"Fatty man! Your boss is not dead, what is the matter with my boss, don't let go of your pigs!" Just as Meng Xiaonan was about to rush up to fight the big tiger to the death, he was immediately pulled by the big tiger's people and couldn't move: "Let me go! You bastards!"

An Chuxia tried to ignore the cursing words that popped out of Meng Xiaonan's mouth, and hesitated looking down at the painful tiger kneeling on the ground.

Nangong Zifei gave her a feeling of loneliness. From the bottom of her heart, she felt that he was lonely. Makes her very urge to take care of him. In other words, the two are also friends. The friend was seriously injured in the hospital. She should go and see it. But now...

When I turned my head to see Han Qilu's expression, I heard Han Qilu's low voice saying: "Okay, let's go see him."

Huh? An Chuxia was very surprised. Judging from yesterday's party, Han Qilu should hate Nangong Zifei, but now how could he agree? According to normal circumstances, shouldn't it be Han Qilu who died and refused to let her visit Nangong Zifei?

Without waiting for An Chuxia to think about what medicine Han Qilu sells in the gourd, Han Qilu's hand has been pulled back, bypassing the tiger, and getting out of the car.

After waiting for the bus, An Chuxia realized that there was a long line behind the school bus he was riding in, all of which were going to drive past. A traffic policeman was communicating with the vehicle behind. The strange thing is that no one in the car behind dared to honk the horn to urge the car. Just kept poking his head out of the car window.

But think about it, Han Qilu is here, who dares to urge? Unless you don't want to live anymore.

A few minutes later, Han Qilu and An Chuxia were sitting in Dahu's car while Dahu drove, constantly looking at the back through the rearview mirror in the car. It seemed that he was very upset that Han Qilu went with him, but for some reason, he actually held it back, just gritted his teeth and drove.

The car drove fast, if it weren't for Han Qilu's car, An Chuxia would definitely scream. Soon they came to the door of the emergency room of the hospital. Before I could catch a few breaths, suddenly the red light on the emergency room door dimmed and the door was opened.

"How about the doctor? Is my boss okay?!" Dahu dashed forward, pulling the doctor's collar tightly.

The doctor showed that he was taken aback by the big tiger, but it seemed that he was not malicious. He helped the glasses on the bridge of his nose and lowered his head and said, "Sorry, we have done our best."