Breaking husband is a technical job [quick travel]

The electric knife is the most perfect cutting machine, the air smells of burnt meat, emery cloth is stuffed in the wall of the cut tube, the blood keeps blocking people's sight, and the cutting position is very precise.

Qin Yue's endurance was beyond Lin Kuan's imagination. The man's brows were flattened, and his eyes were focused on the hand that had been separated. If it weren't for the bean-big cold sweat on his forehead, Lin Kuan would have thought that this man didn't feel pain.

The endurance of the underworld bosses is not comparable to that of ordinary people. Lin Kuan ordered his assistant to help Qin Yue wipe off the sweat on his forehead. He didn't know what was going on in the mind of this employer, and it was impossible for him to really care about his brother-in-law.

Next, it needs to be stitched. The assistant has already threaded the needle and thread in advance. This new type of thread does not need to be taken out. It will oxidize after a long time, and the relative price will be much higher. Qin Yue is rich and can afford these expensive materials.

The saline is still hanging.Lin Kuan asked his assistant to withdraw Qin Yue and put on hemostatic medicine, and also prescribed a white tube of painkiller to be injected intravenously.

The operation took eight hours. Su Mo's operation went very smoothly, and the next step was to wait for the anesthesia to wake up, and the fact that the operation was unsuccessful did not mean that the hand would be intact. The specific situation would depend on the development of the operation.

Su Mo lay in Lin Qiang's laboratory for three days to recuperate. What was amazing was that the hand could indeed move slightly, although he could only make some small movements. He lay on the bed and said pleasantly: "Look."

Lin Kuan said, "Congratulations."

This sentence of congratulations was not what Su Mo wanted. He remembered that Qin Yue brought him for surgery three days ago. No matter what the reason was, he most wanted to convey the joy to the man, "Where is Qin Yue?"

"Master Qin will come over tomorrow."

Su Mo lay on the bed looking at the ceiling, and stopped talking.

Lin Kuo thought of something, he asked: "Do you like him?"

It's self-evident who he likes, "Isn't it obvious?" He never concealed his liking for Qin Yue, "I thought it was obvious."

Lin Kui thought about it, he just asked to confirm, "Do you know that he has someone he likes?" Then the dead man was kept in the freezer at the bottom of the villa, soaked in a special solution, well preserved, the key is in Qin Yue There, men come here almost every day, except for this month.

Of course Su Mo knew that love and hatred expressed in written form, except that the details were not clear, he still knew the general framework. He had read the crime story of killing people because of love, which he had read many times.

"I like him, does it have anything to do with who he likes?"

Lin Kuan smiled, "Not really, I wish you good luck."

The roses outside the bungalows were broken by the trees and soaked in glass bottles. The sharp thorns and green leaves with gears are preserved together. Although the roses are beautiful, they will hurt people when they are in full bloom.

Lin Kuo thought that Su Mo was a rag doll that lost its soul and only had a beautiful appearance, but now he changed his original view, the other party was like a rose, but the tenderness and burning intensity were only displayed in front of one person.

Lin Kuan envied Qin Yue, such burning love is rare.There is nothing to be jealous of, just like the rose in his hand, although it is beautiful, it only dies in an instant, and the decay is not only the appearance, but also the inside, which has already begun to rot.

The other party's problem is not limited to this one hand, "Mr. Su take good care of it." Lin Kuo only admires Su Mo, and no further relationship can be developed. Qin Yue will never give anything he doesn't want to others, and let it go bad. I won’t feel distressed, no matter how I do it myself, “If one day I really regret it, I can show you the beautiful scenery outside the world.”

"No, thank you." There won't be such a day.

On the fourth day, Qin Yue took away Su Mo who was temporarily placed in Lin Kuan's place to cultivate.

After that day, the left hand couldn't use much strength, and it still looked the same. Qin Yue knew in his heart that it was different, and it would never be the same again. He lost some things he thought were unimportant, "Let's go home." Su teacher.

Su Mo complained: "Why are you here so late?" His mouth was full of complaints, but his eyes were full of smiles, "Qin Yue, look..." He moved his left finger slightly, and his movements were clumsy, "Really? can move."

Qin Yue gently clasped that hand, "Do you feel it? Does it hurt?"

"I can feel it, but it doesn't hurt. Your hands are very hot and warm." Although you have been sick all over, there are always some imperfections in human beings, otherwise what will happen to those who are still living in the dust.

Su Mo was suddenly grabbed by someone's hand, and Qin Yue pulled him when he was deep in the swamp, "What's wrong with your hand?" He noticed with sharp eyes that there was an eight centimeter long wound on the man's hand .

Qin Yue leaned his hand back, and then said indifferently: "It was cut, the wound is not serious, and it will recover in more than ten days."

"Why are you so careless?" Being hacked can produce such a neat wound, and such a neat line is more like being cut by some kind of precision instrument. For a while, Su Mo had a lot of guesses in his mind, "Mr. Qin Yue won't Do something illegal." Su Mo was really afraid that his hand was healed in some special way.

"No." This sentence came back very quickly.

Su Mo sniffed and said, "It's so cold."

For a moment he wanted to cry, he had some guesses in his mind, he could even be sure that it was time without hesitation, but he couldn't ask, these topics were too heavy.

He doesn't owe Qin Yue anything, and Qin Yue doesn't owe him anything. It's too pretentious to say whether you owe it or not as a whole.

He just held the man's hand a little harder, with a more sincere smile on his face, "Qin Yue, let's go home."

Qin Yue may know something, and he also knows something.

Hey, winter is coming. Although the weather is getting colder, the distance between them is getting closer. This year will be a good year.

Originally, he was worried that the days would pass day by day, and if he couldn't achieve the goal, he would have to take the dog with him. Who knew that Qin Yue chose to stay at home, and his aunt was not fired. She usually helped the house clean, and Qin Yue took the initiative to do the laundry and cooking.

Taste... indescribable.

There is too much salt in the half-baked.

Su Mo ate happily, "It's not bad, it's delicious."

Aunt Wu ate with them. She was looking forward to Mr. Qin's cooking income at the beginning, but in the end, it was really not good. Mr. Xiao Su ate deliciously. Aunt Wu was suspicious. It's so good that even Qin Yue himself believed it.

Aunt Wu: "Very, very good."

It just tastes like pig food.

Qin Yue was worse than Chen Si's dish. Back then, Chen Si's bowl of pig food, Su Mo, didn't even eat a single chopstick, and it ended up in the trash can. Qin Yue ate a few pieces to his heart's content, and praised a few words from the bottom of his heart. eat.

There is no comparison between people, there is selfishness and partiality, even if it is not delicious, it can become a fine wine.

Qin Yue put all the dishes he fried on that plate into his own bowl, and Aunt Wu gave Su Mo two pieces of fried pork ribs.

Su Mo saw that a plate of cabbage had been put into Qin Yue's bowl, but he was quite reluctant, "Didn't you say you fried it for me? Why are you so stingy?"

"Unappetizing."

"Why doesn't it taste good? Aunt Wu said it was delicious, and I think it's good too."

Aunt Wu: Isn’t it polite to say it’s good, but it’s actually like pig food.

Qin Yue said helplessly: "Eating cabbage doesn't grow meat, you should eat more ribs, vegetables are not nutritious." Qin Yue ate very fast, afraid that Su Mo would come and snatch the plate of cabbage mixed with vegetable soup after a few mouthfuls, and there would be nothing left It's burnt, it's not tasty, and some of it is not cooked.

This is how a novice cooks. Later, Qin Yue fried a lot of dishes in private several times.

Aunt Wu and Qin Yue haven't been together for a long time, and it's difficult to get along with each other when they look aggressive. The best talker in this family is Mr. Xiao Su, who has a good personality and is also humble.

Mr. Qin is handsome and looks difficult to get along with, Wu Xiu also puzzled how such two people can get together, it is not her selfishness, she really thinks it is not difficult to find a better one like Mr Xiao Su.

It was also an accidental day, when it rained heavily, Su Mo had no way to hide his old cold legs, and his face turned pale from the pain. Once this kind of disease is contracted, it will be lifelong. There is no other way except to pay attention to it. He himself does not feel much pain.

Mr. Qin fetched a bucket of hot water and knelt down to wipe Mr. Xiao Su's feet. The atmosphere couldn't get in easily. When Wu Xiu pushed the door, she was also embarrassed. She had swept all the other rooms in the master bedroom, "Mr. Qin, you Do you want to sweep this house?"

Qin Yue was tall and could not squat, so he finally knelt on the ground and held Su Mo's feet and soaked them in the bucket.