After rebirth, hug my beloved wife’s thigh tightly

Song Yuchen rushed all the way to the hospital. When he saw the palm prints on An Yifei's face, he felt that the beating just now was too gentle and he should be beaten to death!

Teng Zixuan, who followed him to the hospital, immediately changed his clothes and came over to examine An Yifei.

Since he was hit on the back of the head, Teng Zixuan did not dare to jump to conclusions and immediately arranged for a brain CT scan.

When the results came out, there was nothing serious. The man was indeed aiming for the back of the head, but he missed the target and did not hit the back of the head.

Even so, it will still have an impact.

Teng Zixuan looked at the film and felt that something was not right. He turned to look at Song Yuchen and met Song Yuchen's anxious eyes: "Has she hit her head before?"

Having said this, Song Yuchen suddenly remembered that before returning to China, An Yifei had an accident in a racing competition and hit her head.

"Yes, but that was before returning to China. What's wrong? Is the situation bad?"

"No, on the contrary, I helped her this time. There was some congestion in her brain last time, but after this time, the congestion dissipated."

Teng Zixuan found it unbelievable that such a good thing could happen due to a strange combination of circumstances.

Song Yuchen breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. Fortunately, nothing happened.

After Teng Zixuan treated An Yifei's head injury, he sent her to the ward. When he arrived at the ward, he gave Song Yuchen some ointment and asked him to help apply it on his face.

Not long after applying medicine to the palm prints on An Yifei's face, An Yiyan and the others hurried over.

At this time, Song Yuchen looked at An Yifei and remembered the way she looked at him in the warehouse. The look was familiar yet strange, a bit like the way An Yifei looked at him in the previous life, but her cruelty was unlike anything he had seen in the previous life. .

After thinking about it for a while, he told An Yiyan this discovery, hoping to have his thoughts confirmed.

"Ayan, Feifei is very strange today. She has become particularly cruel and has a very strong force. She is different from what we usually see..."

An Yiyan's heart trembled when he heard the news, and his mind immediately went blank. He wanted to speak but couldn't.

After a long time, he found his voice, squatted in front of the hospital bed, held An Yifei's hand and said, "What you see may be her other personality, cruel and world-weary."

This time it was Song Yuchen's turn to be at a loss, and he spoke with a little trembling: "Didn't you say, didn't you say it was stable? Didn't the division be suppressed?"

An Yiyan said nothing and shook his head. To be honest, he didn't know what was going on. Looking at the palm prints on An Yifei's face, An Yiyan felt so painful that he could not speak.

Growing up, her parents were reluctant to spank her. They kept it in their mouths for fear of melting and put it in their hands for fear of falling.

Why did that person hit her?

"I saw there were pinch marks on his chin. Someone probably pinched his neck, which irritated An Yifei, so he activated his ruthless personality to protect himself when he was about to faint."

Teng Zixuan said thoughtfully for a moment. After finishing speaking, he looked at Nanfeng, as if to convey this.

Nanfeng felt Teng Zixuan's gaze and gave him a meaningful smile.

"How long will it take for her to wake up?" Song Yuchen turned to look at Teng Zixuan.

"It will take 3 hours if nothing unexpected happens. It's getting late now. Don't leave so many people here. It will also affect her rest."

Teng Zixuan stood up straight and said.

"Ayan, please take care of me here first. I'll go out and be back in three hours."

When Song Yuchen spoke, there was a dark light in his eyes, shining with a dangerous color.

An Yiyan knew what Song Yuchen was going to do, so he didn't say anything and just nodded.

Seeing that nothing happened without them, the others dispersed and went home.

Nanfeng followed Teng Zixuan to the office, frowning, thinking about something.

"An Yifei was suddenly stimulated to have another personality. She may change at some point in the future."

"We can't draw a conclusion yet. After all, I'm not a professional psychiatrist. We still have to find Christine. It seems that the only way is to get her back."

Teng Zixuan shook his head, saying that he was somewhat helpless.

After leaving the hospital, Song Yuchen called Xu Qing and took him to Bihai Bay, then drove there himself.

After arriving at Bihaiwan, Song Yuchen went to the place where Qian Tianlin was being held with a gloomy face.

The basement was already dark, but when the door opened, the light from outside shone in, making Qian Tianlin shiver.

However, when he saw that the person coming was Song Yuchen, he couldn't help but think of the scene when he was beaten by Song Yuchen in the old warehouse. He felt panic and kept shrinking back.

Song Yuchen walked in against the light, with a smile on his lips, his narrow red phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, his hands in his pockets, like a Shura descending.

He slowly squatted down, stretched out one hand to catch Qian Tianlin's chin, forced him to raise his head, and said unhurriedly: "Like kidnapping? Like playing? How about I invite you to have fun?"

"Why did your father give birth to such a stupid thing like you? Huh? Didn't he teach you not to move when you shouldn't?"

"Or do you think everything will be fine if Feng Cheng changes his name? I don't know what your proud father will do when he sees some news tomorrow morning."

"Do you still think I'm the same Song Yuchen who was at your mercy? I really didn't know someone as strategic as your father would have a son like you."

"Today, I'm here to tell you that you touched people you shouldn't have touched and had thoughts you shouldn't have, so please wish yourself well!"

After saying that, he stretched out his other hand, patted Qian Tianlin's face, and raised a meaningful smile.

Qian Tianlin felt a chill in his back when he heard these innocuous words. He had never known that Song Yuchen was so scary.

"You, what do you want to do? Don't forget, if something happens to me, my father can't spare you!"

Qian Tianlin trembled his lips and struggled to say this sentence.

To Song Yuchen, these words seemed like some big joke, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"Qian Tianlin, Qian Tianlin, just pray that you can see the sun tomorrow!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yuchen shook off Qian Tianlin's chin, stood up and took the whip next to him, and started whipping Qian Tianlin on the ground with a smile, venting the anger in his heart, along with the hatred from the previous life.

The secret guard watching from the side couldn't help but rub his arm. The fallen whip looked painful, and it was also a whip tempered with pepper water.

Qian Tianlin's screams echoed throughout the room, but it seemed that the more this happened, the more excited Song Yuchen became, and the harder he fought.

When Xu Qing arrived, he saw a scene like this, and couldn't help but feel a cold wind blowing by.

After a long time, Song Yuchen stopped, and Qian Tianlin on the ground was almost breathless. He was dying when he came back. After being rescued, he was beaten again and almost died.

If Qian Tianlin was given another chance, he would never cooperate with Qian Yaqing.

But there is no medicine for regret in the world.

Qian Yaqing...yes, all this is her!

"This...everything...is...money, Qian Yaqing..."

Qian Tianlin said weakly while holding on to his breath.

"Don't worry, she will only be worse off than you. I won't let any of you go!"

It’s really dog ​​eat dog!

Song Yuchen glanced at him with contempt, turned around, took the disinfectant wipes from the secret guard, and wiped his slender fingers.

"Cure him, and sew his mouth shut after he's cured! Keep his eyes...his eyes first, there are still good things for him to see!"

"Chop your hands into pieces and feed them to the wolfdog in the back garden! Pull out the nails before chopping them!"

“Let’s wait until we can appreciate the finished product!”

Qian Tianlin, who was lying on the ground, listened to this order, his eyes full of despair. He wanted to escape, but couldn't move.

The night is getting deeper...