Madame, she specializes in all kinds of dissatisfaction

Han Jingting's answer can be regarded as giving Wen Ruosheng a chance to buffer, so that he won't be so tightly oppressed all at once.

Now that he has already made up his mind, Wen Ruosheng couldn't say anything more, and nodded, "That's fine."

As long as Han Jingting is safe, she can rest assured. As for the rest, she will bear all the consequences.

Facing Gong Peng's scolding and punishment, Wen Ruosheng had to suffer with his eyes closed.

At the end of the alley late at night, the people arranged by Gong Peng had been waiting here early.

Seeing Wen Ruosheng approaching, she put away her phone and walked towards her slowly.

"Miss Wen."

"I am." Wen Ruosheng was extremely flustered in his heart, and he didn't know what kind of skill this person in front of him was, and whether he had a chance of luck.

"Don't be nervous, I just arranged for Mr. Gong to come here to deliver a message to you, because it is not convenient for him to go back to China, and you just made him so angry, so I arranged for me to come here." The man wore sunglasses, even in this surrounding In the dark night, there is no meaning to take it off.

But listening to the voice, this person should also be very handsome. During the three years by Gong Peng's side, Wen Ruosheng has never met him. It seems that their influence is greater than imagined.

After the man finished speaking, he took out an envelope from his pocket: "Mr. Gong sent me to you, and asked me to tell you a word, be sure to clarify your identity, and he can forgive you for a mistake, but he won't let you down." It doesn’t mean you can make mistakes every time in the future.”

As soon as the words finished, Wen Ruosheng felt a stabbing pain in his lower body, and when he lowered his head again, the knife in the man's hand had been drawn out, and blood flowed down his waist.

"You." Wen Ruosheng and Ben were unprepared, and their eyes were all on the envelope in front of them.

"This is a warning. If you don't accept it, you may not be able to get out of this alley alive." After the man finished speaking, he wiped the blood on the blade with Wen Ruosheng's clothes, turned and left.

Wen Ruosheng staggered, and hurriedly found a support point, so he didn't let himself fall.

The knife was inserted very deep, and she obviously couldn't hold it anymore.

Coupled with the high fever that persisted before, Wen Ruosheng's physique was obviously much worse.

She didn't have the time to worry about whether her body could hold on at the moment, so she hurriedly opened the envelope.

Intuition told her that there was an ominous premonition, and only by opening the envelope could she know what was going on.

Sure enough, the moment the envelope was opened, it was like a bolt from the blue.

I don't know how Gong Peng knew his father's whereabouts. These photos of his father being treated in the hospital feel heavy in his hands.

It can be seen from such a close distance in the photo that Gong Peng should have arranged something by his father's side.

Full of despair, accompanied by physical pain, finally Wen Ruosheng couldn't hold on anymore, and fell to the end of the alley.

When she woke up again, Wen Ruosheng was already lying on a snow-white hospital bed, and the pungent smell of disinfectant around her made her feel alive. This should not be a dream, she is not dead yet.

"Miss, how do you feel?"

There was a sweet voice in the ear, and then a man squeezed forward.

"Miss, you are injured, do you remember how you were injured?" A man in a police uniform came up and looked at Wen Ruosheng.

"Why am I here?" Wen Ruosheng asked softly.

"You are injured. I found you at the end of the alley when I was patrolling. Seeing that you were injured, I sent you to the hospital immediately. If you feel that there is nothing wrong, can you make a record for me? The body on your body is Knife wound," said the police officer.

Of course Wen Ruosheng knew that she was injured, but she couldn't do the writing. She stretched out her hand and touched her waist. The anesthetic hadn't worn off yet, and she didn't feel any sensation in her waist.

She rationally told herself that she had to leave here, as if nothing had happened, otherwise she would be in trouble.

If Han Jingting knew about it, it would be even more difficult to explain it.

"I still want to rest for a while, I feel dizzy." Wen Ruosheng explained.

The nurse hurriedly stopped the policeman outside: "Sorry, the patient is not yet suitable for rationing. She just finished her blood transfusion, so wait a little longer."

After hearing what the nurse said, the police had no choice but to stand outside and wait.

After the surroundings became quiet, Wen Ruosheng pulled out the needle on the back of his hand forcefully, sat up with all his strength, and looked at the surrounding environment.

Fortunately, this is the emergency room on the first floor. If the floor is higher, she doesn't know how to jump down.

He tiptoedly opened the window, stepped on a chair and climbed up.

After leaving the hospital, Wen Ruosheng hurriedly stopped a car on the road and went straight to the antique auction house.

There was a dull pain in the wound, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

When standing in front of Qiuwen, Wen Ruosheng's waist had already seeped blood, and the thin gauze had already been soaked with blood.

"You, what's wrong with you?" Qiu Wen looked at Wen Ruosheng in surprise.

"Quick, I want to lie down." Wen Ruosheng stretched out his hand, and fell directly into Qiu Wen's arms in the next second.

Qiuwen didn't dodge, and carried Wen Ruosheng into her room.

Carefully putting Wen Ruosheng on the bed, Qiuwen looked at her wound.

Judging by the size, it should be seriously injured.

But if you are injured, you should go to the hospital. What is the use of coming here?

"The injury is so serious, what's wrong?" Qiuwen asked, frowning.

"Gong, the person arranged by Gong Peng gave me a warning that the overseas financing matter fell through." Wen Ruosheng explained with difficulty.

In terms of Gong Peng's personality, this is indeed something he can do.

"You can't do it like this, you should go to the hospital." Qiu Wen was a little worried.

Wen Ruosheng shook his head: "No, I will expose my identity."

"Then what are you going to do next?"

"I'll take a rest here, and I'll go back when I feel better. They can't let them find out. Han Jingting is very cautious." Wen Ruosheng has only one thought in her mind now, she can't be caught by anyone, she must To live a good life, for my father, for the Wen family, and even more for myself.

After handing the envelope to Qiuwen, Wen Ruosheng endured the pain and fell asleep.

Qiuwen didn't call the doctor, so she had to change Wen Ruosheng's gauze and reapply the medicine herself.

By the time all this is done, it is too late.

It's been a long time since I saw Gong Peng strike so hard. This position must have been planned long ago. They don't know how the waist injury will hurt Wen Ruosheng.

If it was a little more biased, Wen Ruosheng might have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

"Sister Wen, someone from Han's Group is here." The assistant walked over quickly and whispered in Qiuwen's ear.

"What are they here for?" Qiu Wen frowned.

Judging by Wen Ruosheng's appearance, it has been a night since the injury, it seems that Han Jingting heard something.