Bo Shao don't talk about love: I am an acting school

As Sang Jiuqing said this, her eyes suddenly darkened. This accident happened in Shen's house. If it was not human-made, she really wouldn't believe it.

An Hong sighed, knowing that this person didn't want to owe favors. It was already late at night, and the corridors of the hospital were full of people. Sang Jiuqing looked at An Hong with some doubts. What's going on? Why are there so many people outside? people.

"Bai Shao's condition has just deteriorated, and the doctor is still trying to save him."

As soon as An Hong said this, Sang Jiuqing's body froze, and she asked her to push herself out. In the corridor, Mr. Bai was already waiting. When he saw her, he just nodded and his eyes were anxious. Staring at the operating room.

Sang Jiuqing's heart felt like being rubbed repeatedly with a file, and his anxious hands were covered with sweat. After waiting for two hours, the doctor pushed Boluo City out, but his body was covered with a white cloth. Mr. Bai almost fainted.

Sang Jiuqing was paralyzed all over, her mind went blank, tears fell uncontrollably like a broken faucet.

An Hong next to him covered her mouth in disbelief. Young Master Bai died just like that...just like that...

"Young Master Bai, you can't cover yourself with a white cloth, it's unlucky."

A doctor opened his mouth to speak, only to hear the muffled voice of Boluo City coming from Baibuli.

"But the light outside is a bit harsh, and I want to sleep."

Bai Chengde's heart rose from hell to heaven in an instant, and he picked up his crutches in a rage. If it wasn't for the fact that this kid was still injured, he would have to break the opponent's legs. Can this white cloth be covered casually? ?

After being startled for a moment, Sang Jiuqing began to calmly wipe away the tears on her face, and asked An Hong to push her back, still feeling a little depressed.

Bai Luocheng waved the white cloth away, and saw Bai Chengde standing in front of him, with the corner of his mouth twitched, trying to lift his upper body, his eyes swept around, but still couldn't see Sang Jiuqing, his brows frowned suddenly.

It shouldn't be, that woman's heart is the most soft-hearted, this time I have suffered so much for her, why should she stay by her side with snot and tears, why didn't she even see anyone.

How could Bai Chengde not know what his grandson was thinking, deliberately not revealing, helped the doctor push him into the ward, then turned around and closed the door, the expression on his face immediately became serious.

"You're really messing around this time, Luo Cheng, if something happens to you, how can I explain to your grandma."

Boluo City looked at the ceiling and said nothing. In fact, when the chandelier fell, he had enough time to react. After all, he had been in the army for so long. If he worked harder, nothing would happen. With a flash of light and flint, he thought in a twitch, didn't Sang Jiuqing not forgive him yet, so he might as well have played a tricky game, and with that woman's temperament, she couldn't be moved to death.

Although he didn't know what would happen to him after being smashed, but at that moment, he really didn't want to worry about anything.

"Grandpa, where's Sang Jiuqing?"

"In the ward next to you, he should be asleep at this time. The child sprained his ankle and is still injured."

Bo Luocheng nodded, his whole body was very weak, he fell asleep while talking, Bai Chengde finally felt relieved, and asked the driver to send him back.

Boluo City woke up and saw Sang Jiuqing, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he calmed down, pursing his lips indifferently.

"What are you doing here?"

Sang Jiuqing raised her eyebrows, and opened the porridge cooked by An Hong, thinking that she was in the wrong now, he was the uncle, and he had to serve him well and repay his life-saving grace.

"Boss, do you want porridge?"

"no appetite."

Bo Luocheng's hands were placed under the quilt. In fact, he was already sweating a lot from his tense hands, but his face remained motionless as if wearing a mask.

He frowned in embarrassment, the veins on his forehead were about to pop out, and he looked a little anxious.

Sang Jiuqing sat by his bed in an orderly manner, waiting for the master's order. Seeing his anxious face, she wondered if she was too close to him, and was about to move her butt away a little Son, I heard some gnashing of teeth in Boluo City.

"Sang Jiuqing, I want to go to the toilet, I can't hold it anymore."

Boluo City is going all out, if you lose face, you can lose face, and simply don't care about it anymore, if you keep holding it back, he will suffocate to death.

The corners of Sang Jiuqing's mouth twitched. The emotional person was fidgeting on the bed for a long time. So he wanted to go to the bathroom?

"You wait, I'll call the nurse."

Just when she wanted to get up, Bo Luocheng grabbed her wrist, and when she raised her eyes, she met those dark pupils.

"Call the nurse? Why are you calling the nurse? Did you ask the nurse to take off my pants?"

Bo Luocheng gritted his teeth, if he couldn't hold back anymore, how could he let this woman see a joke, he urgently needs to release himself now.

Sang Jiuqing raised her eyebrows, seeing the bandages on his head and other parts of his body, her heart softened, and she immediately stood up and helped him up.

The ward where Boluo City is located is not ordinary, it is the top VIP room in the hospital, and this hospital is under his banner, so he has even more privileges. As far as this ward is concerned, there is no preparation for the kitchen .

So there is a bathroom in the ward, and there is no need to go to the corridor at all. Sang Jiuqing carefully supported her. When she got to the front and back of the toilet, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to go out, Bo Luocheng grabbed her hand and put it in his The waist, a very ambiguous position.

"Why are you standing there, take off your pants."

Thanks to him having such a gorgeous face, he didn't blush at all when he said this, and there was a hint of teasing in it, people are so shameless, why should Sang Jiu be coy and pull He took off Bo Luocheng's pants, saw his boxers, raised his eyes, and asked.

"Young Master Bai, do you want my help with this?"

"of course."

Boluo City deliberately stood up, if he could, he would like to blow his hands and whistle, but if he really did that, he would definitely become a joke in the imperial capital. A person who peed his pants in his twenties is still a dignified Bai Luocheng. At least, if he wears it out, where will his face be put?

Without hesitation, Sang Jiuqing stripped the other party clean, and then helped up his little brother without him asking, with a serious expression on his face, which made Bo Luocheng piss out, and his mind was instantly distorted.

Sang Jiuqing saw that the thing in her hand had changed, she threw it away in disgust, and took a tissue beside her to wipe her hands.

"You don't need to support me now, Young Master Bo, please call me when you are well."

After saying that, he turned and went out of the bathroom, and closed the door with a "bang". Bo Luocheng sighed, and after he settled his personal affairs, he limped back to the bed.

Lying down with nothing to love, and not wanting to look at Sang Jiuqing who disliked him, thinking that this woman has really changed her mind, or that she has never been tempted before, thinking of this, her whole heart is blocked.

Seeing that the other party was about to go to bed, Sang Jiuqing exited the room. At this time, she received a call from a stranger. It turned out to be Chi Shuo's call. But after thinking about it, she didn't seem to be familiar with the other party to this extent. Why did he The phone call came.

"Sang Jiuqing, are your injuries okay?"

"fine."

"What about Boluo City?"

"It's okay."

"That's fine, that's fine."

There was a headless conversation, and then the other party hung up. Sang Jiuqing pouted, always feeling that this Chi Shuo was not simple, he should have a background.

After Chi Shuo hung up the phone, he took a bite of the apple on the side, hooked the corner of his mouth, it's good that Boluo City is not dead, if he died, wouldn't his position in Sang Jiuqing's heart be unshakable, after all, a living person No matter how much you fight, you can't compete with a dead man.

Chi Heng next to him was grading the documents gracefully. Thinking of Sang Jiuqing who he met last time, he suddenly felt that his brother's obsession with her was not unreasonable. After all, he was still young, and he liked such a powerful queen, and fantasized about being a knight.

"Brother, I want to sign a contract with Dynasty. How is it going? Don't fool me."

Chi Shuo's face was a little dissatisfied, and red gradually spread in his eyes. This appearance was a sign of his transformation. Chi Heng was startled, and immediately comforted him.

"You can get the contract tomorrow, and then you will be Sang Jiuqing's junior."

As soon as this younger brother got angry, another evil personality immediately took the upper hand, that personality is not easy to fool, if it is really urgent, one bullet is over, and he is afraid that he will never see the sun tomorrow again.

Chi nodded in satisfaction, the redness in his eyes gradually receded, and he turned into an innocent and innocent look again, Chi Heng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Sang Jiuqing didn't know Chi Shuo's secret. At night, she asked An Hong to stay in the hospital while she went home to change clothes.

She still lives in the villa that Boluo City gave her, but the moment she opened the door and the lights came on, she saw a man sitting on the sofa.

He is tall, and there is a sense of mystery all over his body. Some pale fingertips are on the coffee table, and they are lit. There is a mask on his face, only a pair of eyes are exposed. At this time, those eyes are joking. looking at her.

"who are you?"

Sang Jiuqing's eyes were full of vigilance, and she moved a little towards the door. As long as she found something abnormal, she could run out immediately. The man in the mask was her psychological shadow.

The masked man took out a gun, pointed at Sang Jiuqing lightly with the black muzzle, and propped his chin with his palm, looking very comfortable.

"Close the door, or the bullet will go right through your head."

His voice was so cool that it made one's scalp tingle. Sang Jiuqing paused for a moment. She would never be able to run away from bullets, so she could only enter the room obediently, closed the door, and sat in front of the other party hesitantly.

"What do you want to do?"

The other party has a gun, and she seems to be a master of guns. Her little cleverness is like a master in front of a real master.

At this time, I can only obey obediently.

The masked man got up straight away and dug into his arms. Sang Jiuqing froze. Did he still have a weapon?