Fast Travel Counterattack: Rescue the Villain BOSS

"Uh……"

As soon as he walked out of the ward, Ye Chuyang, who had been trying to be brave, immediately covered his wound.

"pain?"

Hei Zefan frowned, "If you provoke some dubious people, you deserve the pain!"

"dubious?"

Putting most of his strength on Hei Zefan, Ye Chuyang glanced at him, "She is a good girl."

Kurosawa did not refute.

He helped Ye Chuyang walk for a while, but before he got to the elevator, his face was already as white as paper. Hei Zefan looked around and helped Ye Chuyang to the chair next to the hospital corridor, "This way No, wait for me here for a while, and I will find you a wheelchair."

"it is good."

Ye Chuyang obediently agreed, watching his back disappear at the end of the corridor, his brows locked in pain opened, and he pressed on the wound, but it didn't really hurt.

Sitting next to him was a girl who was playing with her mobile phone. She didn't seem in a hurry. It shouldn't be a big deal to come to the hospital.

Ye Chuyang raised his hand to touch her.

The girl was playing the game in full swing. After being interrupted, she turned her head impatiently and saw Ye Chuyang's face. The previous impatience disappeared instantly.

"Um, handsome, what's the matter with you?"

"Yeah." Ye Chuyang smiled helplessly, lifted the hospital gown slightly, and pointed to the bandages tied around his waist: "I want to go to the toilet, but it's not convenient."

Pale cheeks turned slightly red, as if shy: "Can I trouble you and take me to the toilet?"

The girl's eyes lit up: "Okay!"

After quickly agreeing, she felt a little urgent again, and she explained a little awkwardly: "I mean, I happen to have nothing to do, so helping a bunch of handsome guys is considered a good deed."

"Thank you."

"Unkind."

……

On the other side, Hei Zefan, who left, did not look for the wheelchair immediately. He returned the same way and returned to the previous ward.

There was no sound in the ward.

Even Wang Miaomiao's sobbing before they left could not be heard.

He stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the ward.

Unexpectedly, someone would come in. Sitting on Ye Chuyang's hospital bed, Wang Miaomiao was raising her hand to wipe away her tears. Apart from a little redness and swelling in her eyes, there was no trace of crying.

"What are you doing back again? Showing off to me?!"

Her voice was sad and angry.

Hei Zefan didn't speak, just stared at her closely.

Wang Miaomiao took a few deep breaths, stopped talking, tears fell again suddenly: "If you snatch him away, cherish him, he is not a tool for you to show off to me, if you want to see your rival in distress, I will Satisfy you!"

Tears flowed more and more, she roughly wiped away the light makeup on her face.

Until this time, she didn't look like she had cried bitterly.

"There is no one else here, no one is watching your performance except me."

Hei Zefan finally spoke.

"You said I was acting?"

Wang Miaomiao gritted her teeth angrily, staring at her red eyes from crying: "I should really call Chu Yang over and let him see how you look now, cold-blooded and ruthless, is this your true face?!"

She closed her eyes and let the tears fall: "It doesn't matter what I do, please treat him well."

As soon as the words fell, she felt something pressing on her head.

Opening her eyes, she found that it was Hei Zefan's hand. His five fingers were contracted. From the corner of Wang Miaomiao's eyes, she could see a faint blackness. There was a tingling pain from her brain, as if someone had stabbed her brain with a hand. Distorted and blurred in an instant until darkness.