Bend yourself and the great God HE

Qiao Yun threw away the knife, numbly looking at the dangling necklace.

slowly,

on one knee—

All the arrogance and coldness no longer existed, he squeezed out a hoarse voice: "Don't throw it, give it back to me, I'll let you go."

"Heh, you let us go?" Xu Xiaofei sneered, "You're already like this, and who are you still showing off as a young master?"

A big teardrop fell from the socket of the eye, and Qiao Yun gritted his teeth tightly, "Please, give it back to me."

"Ha ha--"

"Did you see that Qiao's prince begged me on his knees, he begged me, haha——"

Xu Xiaofei laughed.

The other three gangsters also laughed.

"It's a shame to have money, but you have to kneel in front of us."

Just when the three of them were shaking their wooden sticks to relax their vigilance, Qiao Yun watched the timing, stood up suddenly, rushed towards Xu Xiaofei viciously, and snatched the knife and necklace from Xu Xiaofei's hand.

Holding the knife against Xu Xiaofei's neck with his left hand, he clenched the necklace tightly into a fist with his right hand.

One punch.

Two punches.

Three punches.

The punches were fierce, hitting Xu Xiaofei on the face.

All four were stunned.

When he came back to his senses, Xu Xiaofei had been beaten until his nose was bleeding, and he was unconscious.

Qiao Yun still punched Xu Xiaofei mechanically with one punch after another.

"Quickly, stop him, don't let him beat Xiaofei to death." Bully A said.

The three hurried to pull Qiaoyun.

Qiao Yun grabbed Xu Xiaofei tightly, and the knife in his hand cut the three of them apart like crazy.

And then beat, keep repeating beat.

Hooligan A saw that this situation might kill someone, so he swung a wooden stick and smashed it on the top of Qiao Yun's head.

There was another "bang", and Qiao Yun's eyes suddenly lost——

"Brother, they are here." Lu Xiaoman suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley.

Immediately afterwards, a strange figure suddenly appeared.

At the same time, he almost fainted when he saw the scene in the alley, "Qiao Yun—"

With a heart-piercing roar, Qiao Yun stopped moving, and slowly tilted his head in a daze.

Scarlet eyes blurred black figures.

After that, Qiao Yun, who was holding the necklace tightly, fell to the ground exhausted.

B city hospital.

"This matter, we must come to the end."

"Okay, got it, if the person wakes up, please notify us to make a record."

"Okay, both of you."

Mo Ran lowered his eyelids and watched the two police officers leave.

Lu Xiaoman looked at the pale Moran, she was extremely worried.

"Brother, please sleep for a while, Qiao Yun, let me watch for you."

Mo Ran shook his head, raised his bloodshot eyes to look at the cold hospital bed, and leaned towards the cold bed wearily, slowly, step by step.

"Brother." Lu Xiaoman burst into tears anxiously, "I beg you, just sleep for a while, when Qiao Yun wakes up, I'll call you right away, okay?"

Strange still shook his head.

Lu Xiaoman cried.

Her senior brother stayed in the intensive care unit for three days without sleep, and if it continued like this, before Qiao Yun woke up, her senior brother would fall ill.

"I beg you, really, just sleep for a while, for a while."

Mo Ran ignored it, and walked into the ward by himself, leaning on the wall.

From the moment Qiao Yun was carried on the stretcher, Mo Ran dared not close his eyes.

Even though tears rolled from his painful eyes, he still didn't blink.

I'm afraid that in the blink of an eye, God will take Qiao Yun away like his parents.

It was not until the doctor told him that "the patient has passed the critical period" that the eyelids that had been heavy for three days closed with tears.

Qiao Yun lay quietly on the hospital bed, still awake, with bandages wrapped around her hands, chest, and shoulders.

Mo Ran didn't dare to relax for a moment.

He walked to the side of the hospital bed and squatted down, gently took Qiao Yun's hand and pressed it to his face.

It had been three days, and this was the first time that Mo Ran held Qiao Yun's hand for real, and felt Qiao Yun's pulse still beating.

"Senior brother, can you please talk to me?" Lu Xiaoman looked at Moran almost beggingly.

Mo Ran finally turned his head to look at her, his deep voice was already hoarse: "By the way, Xiao Man, has Qiao Yun's phone been repaired?"

Lu Xiaoman burst into laughter immediately, and hurriedly took out Qiao Yun's cell phone from his bag and handed it to him, "It's fixed, the boss said there were a lot of missed calls on it, so it turned off the phone."

Mo Ran nodded slightly, took the phone, and the interface stayed on and unlocked.

He entered Qiao Yun's birthday, but the password was wrong, and then entered his own birthday again, and the unlock was successful.

Tears rolled unconsciously in Mo Ran's eyes.

You fool, wake up.

At this time, the mobile phone rang suddenly, showing that the caller was "Master Mushang".

Mo Ran hesitated.

Lu Xiaoman reminded him: "Brother, this is Qiao Yun's mother."

Slowly, Mo Ran gave an "um", stood up and pressed the answer button.

"Qiao Yun, you finally turned on the phone. Where are you?" As soon as the call was connected, an anxious voice came with reproach.

Mo Ran parted his lips, and finally managed to say, "I'm sorry, Auntie, Qiao Yun is in B City Hospital."

Suddenly there was a "pop", and several people shouted from the phone, "Ye Dong, Ye Dong—"

Mo Ran closed her eyes.

After a while, there was a noise of picking up the phone, "You said... Qiao Yun is in the hospital?"

The voice on the other side seemed cautious because of disbelief.

Mo Ran was silent for a few seconds, and then there was a beeping sound from the phone after hanging up.

Half an hour later, an elegant, richly dressed woman with a flustered expression opened the door of the ward.

When she saw Qiao Yun wearing oxygen and bandages on the hospital bed, her eyes almost went dark.

Mo Ran knew that this woman was Qiao Yun's mother.

He hurried forward to help.

The woman waved her hand, and reason made her try to calm down.

"What happened to Qiao Yun?"

Mo Ran lowered his head and didn't dare to look directly at the other party. He couldn't open his mouth because of his discomfort and self-blame.

Lu Xiaoman looked at Moran, stood up and said, "It was Xu Xiaofei, he led someone to hurt Qiao Yun."

It's okay not to say anything, but as soon as she finished speaking, the woman's legs gave way and fell to the side of the hospital bed, and Mo Ran immediately rushed over, "Xiaoman, call the doctor quickly."

"Okay", Lu Xiaoman ran out of the ward.

Mo Ran helped the woman to sit down on the chair beside the hospital bed, because she held Qiao Yun's hand and couldn't stay too far away.

The woman burst into tears, "It's all our fault. We shouldn't have let him meddle in Xu Zhiming's affairs. Since childhood, when did Qiao Yun suffer such a serious injury?"

Seeing how sad Qiao Yun's mother looked, Mo Ran began to regret taking that call.

He himself couldn't bear Qiao Yun's accident, let alone Qiao Yun's mother, the self-blame in his heart was even more regretful.

"Auntie, please take care of yourself." Except for comfort, Mo Ran was powerless.

"You saved Qiao Yun?" The woman noticed Mo Ran, and she said, "My name is Ye Zhimei, and I am Qiao Yun's mother."

Mo Ran nodded, "Yes", he knew.

Ye Zhimei raised her eyes, the boy in front of her looked very remorseful, her cold face looked haggard, stubble grew on her pale lips.

"Thank you for saving Qiao Yun," she said.

Mo Ran shook her head, still not daring to look directly into Ye Zhimei's eyes, and lowered her eyes.

Ye Zhimei asked: "You, Mo Ran?"

Mo Ran was a little surprised that the other party could say his name, and hurriedly exchanged glances with Ye Zhimei.

Hastily hung down again.

"Well, I'm Mo Ran." He said.