The Mysterious Mad Wife Burns the Heavens

Su Jin saw his doubts, and didn't intend to make any more excuses, and asked, "Now it's your turn to say, is he seriously injured?"

Fu Miaoran snorted coldly, "I really want to know what happened before the car accident. You were alone there, why did you sneak away afterwards?"

"It's up to you to answer my questions, instead of asking me to answer your doubts one after another." Su Jin's voice was a little low, and it was conceivable that she was a little angry.

Fu Miaoran couldn't tell whether there was anger in her dark tone, and continued: "How do I know if it's an enemy or a friend if you don't tell me, don't forget, after the accident, you ran away alone."

Su Jin stood up, her gaze sharpened, "Let me ask you one last time, how is he injured?"

Fu Miaoran raised her head arrogantly, "I'll ask you one last time, why did you leave him in the car and run away?"

Su Jin walked around the table and approached each other step by step.

Fu Miaoran was originally stubborn and neither humble nor overbearing, but gradually, he found that he was overwhelmed by a little yellow-haired girl.

No, no, this girl has a brain problem. If she suddenly goes crazy, even though she is a seven-foot man, she can't stand a crazy girl who is sick.

Su Jin's expression was somber, and she approached the other party with cloudy eyes. The atmosphere in the whole office seemed to drop several degrees in an instant.

Fu Miaoran swallowed a mouthful of saliva, pretending to be calm and said: "Don't think that you can make jokes in front of me just because you are a woman. Let me tell you, even a dog will bite if you are in a hurry."

Su Jin's hand was attached to the opponent's neck at lightning speed. She was holding a scalpel that came from nowhere. Under the refraction of the light, there was a faint cold light on the surface of the knife. .

Fu Miaoran's heart skipped a beat, probably because she didn't expect that this little girl still had a weapon with her.

Su Jin said: "You're a doctor, you should know where I'm sticking." As she spoke, she pressed her hand down.

Fu Miaoran stiffened her body, and said: "What are you making trouble with? We all know each other so well, why are you making it so embarrassing? If you have anything to say, let's talk slowly, and I am very reasonable."

Su Jin laughed wildly and arrogantly, "Don't reason with women, do you think they have reason?"

Fu Miaoran was flabbergasted and nodded, "What you say is what you say."

"Is he seriously injured?" Su Jin still said the same thing.

"Didn't you see it all?" Fu Miaoran tried to push away the knife in her hand.

Su Jin was unmoved, and continued to ask: "It happened so suddenly that day, I didn't check his wound carefully, but I am sure, there is no heart injury, there should be a deviation of about one centimeter."

"..."

"According to the amount of bleeding, it may be that the coronary vein was injured, causing the flow against the liver. The amount of bleeding is a bit large. As for vomiting blood, it may be that the accumulated blood in the past two days is slowly being discharged. It seems dangerous, but it is not a serious problem. "She said, but it was more like self-comfort.

Fu Miaoran was at a loss for words, and in a few words, she said that the critical illness was a mild illness.

As expected of the guy who just left people behind and turned around and ran away, he looked so heartless, he really wanted to hit her.

Su Jin said, "Speak up."

Fu Miaoran snorted, "You've finished talking, what else do you want me to say?"

"So my guess is right?"

"Almost, except for the blood loss of 24 milliliters just now, and the fact that he is still in a critical condition. He may die at any time in the next [-] hours. You are right."

"..." Su Jin felt that she could do something now, and she didn't hear the harmless results she wanted to hear from him, so she didn't need to keep this person anymore.

Fu Miaoran felt that the other party was gathering strength little by little, and was really taken aback, and hurriedly said: "I'm serious, nothing happened, it's fine, he's fine, you're fine, I'm better."

Su Jin withdrew her hand, "It's fine."

Fu Miaoran let out a long breath of false alarm, and said again without fear of death, "You still haven't said what happened in the car that day?"

"Since you also said that no one knows the whole process, do you think you will be safe after I tell you?" Su Jin asked back.

Fu Miaoran laughed, "Naughty, you people are so naughty."

"That day--"

"I still have a consultation, so I'm leaving first. If you're okay, go back, so as not to cause any troubles. At that time, he doesn't have a second life to go back to Sheng's house to rescue you." Fu Miaoran said Said while leaving.

"Stop." Su Jin shouted.

Fu Miaoran's hand that was about to open the door stopped abruptly, and said inexplicably, "What else do you want to do?"

"What do you think he went back to Sheng's house for?" Su Jin exerted force, and accidentally slipped her fingertips over the scalpel. The slight pain reminded her that she heard correctly just now.

Fu Miaoran said: "It's so simple, do you need to repeat it again?"

"I don't understand." Su Jin shook her head, "He, why did he do something?"

"So a child is a child, naive." Fu Miaoran opened the door and said with a light smile, "It's good to be heartless."

Su Jin stood alone in the office, his hand loosened, and the knife fell to the ground.

With a "ding", her consciousness was pulled back a little.

She looked down at the blood dripping on the ground, and began to repeat some scenes in her mind that she didn't want to recall anymore.

That little fourth master of the Sheng family that everyone feared, that Sheng Liting who was clearly obsessed with cleanliness to a perverted level, would wipe her face and hands with a handkerchief.

He'd say, "It's so dirty, little tabby cat."

He would laugh, "I hate it so much, come here, wash it and it will be clean."

Su Jin covered her ears, not wanting to hear those words anymore.

He is lying to the children, he is teasing himself.

"Little girl, little girl, little girl..."

Su Jin suddenly turned her head and looked at the empty office. His figure kept reverberating in her mind. He clearly had an inhumane paralyzed face, but there was a little bit of tenderness in his words that couldn't be concealed.

He would really smile and say to her: What do you want to eat?What do you want to play?
Don't hold my hand, forget it, hold it, if you lose it, you have to find it!

Children, what a hassle.

Su Jin blinked, but actually cried.

"Uncle Sheng, let's talk here if we have anything to say. You don't need to go back to the office. I can answer any questions you want immediately." Fu Miaoran stood at the door, smiling wryly.

"With your evasive appearance, is it possible that there is something shady hidden in the office?" Sheng Feng raised his cane and pushed the person away a little.

Fu Miaoran said: "You misunderstood. It's just that the office is too messy and hasn't been tidied up. I'm afraid you will laugh at me if I see you."

"A doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded, how can I, an ordinary person doing nothing, make fun of you?" Sheng Feng brushed him away directly, and the next moment, he pushed the door open.