Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

As she was walking, suddenly the strange feeling of being followed surged up again. Jian Ning's expression changed, she tightened Lisa's hand, and whispered in her ear: "Lisa, have you noticed that someone is following you?" follow us?"

Lisa hurriedly turned her head and looked around in alarm, then shook her head again: "No..."

Thinking of what happened just now, Lisa also joked: "Miss, are you also mistaken?"

Jian Ning also looked back secretly, but she did not see any suspicious figure, so she had no choice but to continue walking.

Maybe I was really wrong...

In the dark room, the man was lying on the bed with his waist hunched over, while twisting his body, he made a sound of "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo".

Suddenly, with a "bang", the door was opened from the outside. The man was shocked and turned his head suddenly, with a cold light in his scarlet eyes.

"It is you……"

Seeing the visitor clearly, the coldness on the man's face subsided a little. He lay down again, arched his waist, exposed his entire back in front of the visitor, and said with a gasp, "You... came late this time. !"

"Sorry for keeping you waiting, I found a new baby recently, who is more clingy!"

The person who came didn't say much, put down the medicine box, quickly put on the sterile gloves, prepared the medicine and walked to the man with the syringe.

The light projected from the small window above his head just shone on the man's back, and the dense scars on it showed an abnormal dark red color. Although he was a doctor who had experienced many battles, Smith's eyes still flickered when he saw this scene.

Because he knew exactly what kind of pain the man in front of him was enduring, the trauma on his back was second, and the most important thing was that his internal organs were all releasing pain.

"Ann, I really admire your courage, most people can't bear such pain!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" The man gritted his teeth, obviously his endurance had reached its limit, and urged, "... Hurry up!"

Smith nodded, his face became serious, he carefully observed the wound, and then injected medicine into the man's back.

"what……"

The extreme pain still made the man scream, but he quickly grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth with a single horn, preventing the sound from leaking out of his mouth.

"Ann, you don't have to be so cautious, no one comes here!"

Although Smith had been comforting him and trying to make him relax, the man still bit the sheet tightly, letting the sweat soak the sheet, but did not make any sound.

An hour passed, and the treatment was finally over. Smith bandaged the man's back and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"All right!"

Only then did the man let go, his lips turned white, "How long will it take to heal?"

Smith stopped packing the medicine box, turned his head and squinted at him, "The explosion damaged the root, from the inside to the outside, and there are different degrees of damage. If you want to heal completely, it will be impossible in this life! "

The picture of him seeing bloody flesh behind him in the mirror flashed through his mind, the man gasped, but he did not show any emotional change, his expression was still indifferent: "With your ability, at least Wounds can be healed, right?"

"I'm a brain doctor, not a surgeon!" Smith replied angrily, then shook his head towards the air, a little helpless: "If you don't cherish your body like this, even if you are the queen It’s not easy to heal the trauma on your back, I’ve advised you a long time ago that conservative treatment is the best way, but you just don’t listen, insist on being so aggressive and suffer this kind of crime!”

An Ting didn't answer any more, but quietly looked at the ceiling, deep in thought.

In that explosion, although he was lucky enough to be taken away by Jess in time, he was still impacted by the explosion. The fire burned his internal organs and the entire skin on his back. It is also the most painful treatment method. Every time he has treatment, he has to endure the pain comparable to Ling Chi.

After a pause, An Ting took a deep breath and slowly sat up.

"what are you doing?"

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Smith grabbed An Ting's wrist and stared at him with a frown.

"Put on clothes." The man said three words coldly, and continued to move his hands, completely ignoring Smith whose expression had gradually lost control.

"Ann, how many times do I have to tell you that you should have a good rest after the treatment, instead of getting dressed and leaving!"

Smith was furious. He thought that the man's disobedience to the doctor's orders had ruined his disappointment of leaving his little darling and running so far!

However, An Ting still ignored it, straightened his back and slowly put on his clothes, then stood up and walked out.

"Hey, you bastard..." Smith was so angry that he could only hammer the wall, pointed at the man's back and said, "It's your fault that your injury has been dragging on forever!"

But even though he yelled loudly, the other party didn't seem to hear the hope, and continued to open the door with steady steps and walked out.

"OK!"

Smith, who was bored, just laughed at himself, then shrugged his shoulders and shouted at An Ting's back as he walked away: "Hey, buddy, remember to tell me in advance next time you need me!"

With a gloomy face, An Ting walked forward quickly without looking back.

He knows his physical condition better than anyone else, but he still has more things to do, and it is impossible to set aside time to wait for recovery.

Bao Siheng has already found him. Although he is still afraid now, it will be a matter of time before he gets his hands on him. He can't sit still and wait for death.

Jiang Cong returned to Smith's hotel room, opened the door and saw Smith sleeping on the sofa in the living room.

He was stunned for a moment, seeing that the other party was sleeping soundly, his eyes rolled, he sneaked over, leaned close to him and sniffed.

Well, the smell of disinfectant, it seems that this guy was out of the doctor last night!

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the medicine box on the side. He thought about it, opened it quietly, and searched carefully inside the medicine box.

He picked up the empty medicine bottle, took a photo secretly, and put it back lightly.

"ginger!"

Suddenly there was a shout from behind, and Jiang Cong was so frightened that the hand holding the lid of the medicine box shook and fell directly on his finger.

A pungent tingling sensation rushed straight to Tianling Gai!
Jiang Cong took a deep breath to suppress the subconscious urge to scream, his eyes almost popped out, thinking that this is over, he was turning his head quickly to prepare a speech, only to find that the shout behind him After that, there was no movement for a long time.

what's the situation?
Jiang Cong blinked, holding his guilty conscience, and slowly turned his head to the side, only to find that the other party was still lying quietly, breathing evenly.

Good guy, it's just talking in your sleep!
After reacting, Jiang Cong suddenly felt the pain in his hand became more real. He hurriedly turned his head and lifted the lid of the medicine box to save his injured finger.