he is intoxicated

After wiping his fingers, Huo Beiyao wrapped a clean towel around the back of his bleeding hand, and asked Xiao Wen while wrapping it, "Has anyone been saved?"

"Saved."

"Are you hurt?"

Xiao Wen glanced at Nanhua and said, "It's injured, exactly the same place where Ms. Shen was injured. Ms. Lin is in the next ward, and the nurse is helping her clean the wound, crying hard. Do you want to go and see?"

Huo Beiyao hummed.

Xiao Wen went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, heart-piercing cries came from outside, which belonged to Lin Yanyan.

Huo Beiyao's eyes turned cold, and he strode out.

Xiao Wen followed.

Nan Hua was afraid that Mu Yan would suffer, so she followed out regardless of the pain.

Came to the next ward.

Lin Yanyan was sitting on the hospital bed with unkempt hair and disheveled clothes. Her forehead was red and swollen, her cheekbones were scratched, her eyelids were swollen, and her palms and elbows were bloody.

As expected, Mu Yan did what she said, and copied Nanhua's injury for her.

The nurse was holding a large handful of cotton swabs to clean out the sand and ash in her flesh little by little.

Every time she cleaned it up, Lin Yanyan yelled loudly, bared her teeth and yelled in pain, and tears flowed out in strands like boiled water.

Mu Yan was tied up with a rope by two bodyguards, with her hands behind her back, her hair was messed up, and her clothes were torn.

Nan Hua felt pain in her heart, so she quickened her pace, walked in front of her, bent down to untie the rope for her, and asked quickly, "Ayan, are you injured?"

"No."

The bodyguard next to him stepped forward to stop Nanhua: "Who are you? No one can let her go without Mr. Huo's order!"

Nan Hua turned her head to look at Huo Beiyao, her eyes were cold and her tone was firm: "Let Mu Yan go."

Huo Beiyao stared at her with stern eyes for a second, then raised his hand and waved an impatient gesture towards the bodyguards, signaling them to let them go.

Just as the bodyguard was about to untie the rope, Lin Yanyan made a sound, looked at Huo Beiyao with teary eyes and said, "Brother Beiyao, I'm in pain, and the cotton swab is gouging out my flesh like a knife. Miss Mu is too bullying, I It's your fiancée, if she hits me, she's hitting you in the face."

Mu Yan sneered, "You just cry and cry out for such a flesh injury, thinking back when Ah Hua's ribs were broken..."

Realizing that she had slipped her mouth, she immediately changed her words: "When the nurse cleaned Ah Hua's wound, she bit her lip with her teeth, and she didn't even cry out in pain. How can you be so hypocritical like you!"

Huo Beiyao's eyes suddenly became cold and eager, and he shot at her like an ice edge, "What did you mean when you said 'Back then Ah Hua's ribs were broken'? Which Ah Hua, Nan Hua or Shen Nanhua? Nan Hua is still alive?"

Mu Yan panicked, and quickly said, "Which Ah Hua do you care about, does it have anything to do with you?"

Huo Beiyao frowned, his handsome face was frosty, "Speak well, and keep messing around, I'll make a phone call and bankrupt your father."

Mu Yan gritted her teeth, "How dare you!"

Nan Hua gently tugged on her sleeve, and said to Huo Beiyao, "It's me. My ribs were injured before. Nan Hua died, and Mu Yan had a very good relationship with her. Seeing that I look like Nan Hua, I love Wu Wu, so I told her I made friends."

Huo Beiyao's dark and beautiful cold eyes stared at her eyes for a full minute, and suddenly waved his hand to the two of them tiredly, with two clear words, "Get lost".

Nan Hua shot him a sharp look, bent down and quickly untied the rope from Mu Yan's hand, and the two walked out one after the other.

Back to the ward.

Mu Yan looked Nan Hua up and down, and asked worriedly: "Why do you look so bad? Did the Huo bully you again?"

"He removed my chin." Nanhua's tone was flat, but there was a thin layer of moisture in her eyes.

"Damn it, scumbag!" Mu Yan stood up abruptly, about to settle accounts with Huo Beiyao.

Nan Hua quickly pressed her shoulders with her hands, "Don't be impulsive, they have many people, and we have few people. We will suffer when we meet head-on. Besides, Huo Beiyao didn't ask for any advantage, and I bit the back of his hand."

Hearing this, Mu Yan sat down again and spread her hands, "Three losers will suffer, and the biggest winner is actually the hospital."

Nan Hua laughed at herself, "Who said it wasn't?"

Just as he was talking, the phone beeped.

Nan Hua looked down and saw that it was a text message from her husband, she reached out and opened it.

The husband asked: Does the face still hurt?

Nan Hua keenly noticed that what the husband asked was if the face still hurts, not if the wound still hurts?

Did he know that Huo Beiyao had just removed his chin?

She raised her head and looked carefully at the ceiling, corners, air-conditioning outlets and other corners one by one, but found no surveillance.

After thinking about it, I also had injuries on my face, so my husband was right to ask this question.

She replied: It hurts.

Sir: Let Mu Yan go home tonight, and I will accompany her.

Nan Hua hesitated a little.

Although I knew that my husband was not a bad person, the power went off as soon as he came, and the room was pitch-black. The lonely man and the widow were alone together, and things could easily develop in an uncontrollable direction.

She has experienced the pain of love, suffered the crime of love, was bitten by a snake once, and was afraid of well ropes for ten years, so she didn't want to step into another relationship in a daze.

Mu Yan's sharp eyes caught her husband's text message, and she clapped her hands together, "Okay, let him come, just to test him. Let's see if he is a real gentleman or a fake villain."

"What if he is a hypocrite and tries to mess with me?"

"Tsk tsk." Mu Yan squinted at her, curled the corner of her mouth, with a look of disgust, "With your current pig-headed and swollen face, the one who can let go of your mouth is true love."

Nan Hua gave her a blank look, "It really is a plastic sisterhood, and they will never be separated."

Mu Yan's face suddenly became serious, "I'm serious, Huo scumbag is going to marry Lin Xiaosan soon. If there is a suitable man, you can try dating. Not every man is as scumbag as Huo Beiyao , Shen Zechuan is very nice, and so is Mr., he is affectionate and righteous, and has a high-end atmosphere."

Nan Hua glanced at her: "Yes, Mu Ma, mother-in-law and mother-in-law. Mr. is a nice person, but he is too mysterious. I don't even know who he is."

Mu Yan fell into deep thought, "That's right, since we are acquaintances, why doesn't Mr. dare to face you openly? Tell me, is he injured on his face like you, and he wants to wait for the wound to heal before meeting you again?" to you?"

Nan Hua thought about it, "It's possible."

At eight o'clock in the evening, after Mu Yan accompanied Nan Hua to get the injection, she withdrew.

As soon as she left, the lights in the ward went out.

"Squeak" the door opened.

A tall and straight figure walked in.

Sitting on the hospital bed, Nan Hua asked that figure, "Sir, is that you?"

"it's me."

Like last time, he stalked with long legs and walked calmly. He walked towards her, sat down by the bed, and asked softly, "I heard that you were bullied today?"

"It is."

"who is it?"

Just as Nan Hua was about to say "Huo Beiyao", she swallowed the words, "He didn't take advantage of it either, he was bitten by me."

Suddenly felt a heat on the lips.

The husband's fingers came up naturally, with moist fingertips, they brushed lightly on her lips, and finally moved to her chin, stroking slowly and tenderly.

His fingers seemed to come from heaven, they were soft and soft, and they touched clusters of white clouds on her skin.

Nanhua's breath became uncontrollable and turned into panting, and she grabbed his hand.