Sweet wedding kiss, Mr. Huo’s most cherished treasure

"There were serious internal and external injuries, and the eardrum of one ear was ruptured. He had to be sent to the hospital."

The madam hesitated, "Can't you just go? There are many people outside looking for her. If she is exposed, I will be dead."

The doctor said expressionlessly, "Then just watch her die."

When the madam heard this, she frowned and muttered, "Who knew those dead girls could be so harsh."

The doctor ignored her and left with the medicine box.

"Don't leave." The madam stopped him quickly, "Please check him first. If it doesn't work anymore, we will send him to the hospital."

The doctor suppressed his anger and turned around, "What do you think! The external injuries are so serious, and the internal injuries are so serious! It is impossible not to go to the hospital for surgery for such a serious injury."

The madam frowned, but still refused, "Forget it, it's better for her to die here than to expose us."

The doctor shook his head, treated Cheng Wanzhong's injuries and left.

After the doctor left, the madam stared at Cheng Wanzhong and sighed. It looked like she was not going to survive. She was thinking about finding a man with necrophilia to come over.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside, and as soon as the madam went out, a gun was pressed against her head.

The corridor had long been controlled by military police, and all the women in the room were gathered in the corridor.

The madam was shocked, it was over!

"I've never seen such a difficult place to find. I've been looking for it all day and it's in the city center!" a policeman muttered.

This is a very hidden club. Everyone who comes in has to be blindfolded and walked around several times before they can get inside. Therefore, even though there are many dignitaries here, no one knows the specific address.

Even Mu Qing was no exception.

The next second, Wen Ruo, who was wearing a black suit, went upstairs. He quickly came to the old madam, suppressed the mania in his heart, gritted his teeth and asked, "Where is Cheng Wanzhong?"

The madam blocked the door with her body, still covering up the fact, "What did you say? I don't have Cheng Wanzhong here, only Rourou."

How could Wen Ru not notice her little move? He immediately kicked the madam away and rushed into the room behind her.

Seeing the scene in the room, Wen Hu staggered and stumbled to the bed.

The girl was lying on the bed, blood still flowing out from under her.

The room was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Wen Rui's throat was choked, and he opened his mouth, unable to say a word.

Evening Bell, why did his Evening Bell become like this?

Mu Qing obviously said everything was fine in the morning.

At this time, Jiang Muye rushed in from outside and saw the scene in the room, his forehead jumped.

He quickly walked over and stretched out his hand to feel Cheng Wanzhong's breath.

"You're still alive. Send him to the hospital quickly! Wen Zhu, hurry up!"

Like waking up from a big dream, Wen Ruo took off his suit, covered Cheng Wanzhong, bent down, and carefully picked up the girl.

"Don't be afraid of the evening bell, I'm coming, I'm coming." Wen Su lowered his head and kissed the girl's bloody forehead, then immediately turned around and walked out.

The policemen in the corridor sighed when they saw Cheng Wanzhong's almost miserable body, and at the same time they hated this heartless madam even more.

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The club ended with Cheng Wanzhong being seriously injured.

The madam was sentenced to death, and the women who beat Cheng Wanzhong were sentenced to life imprisonment.

The flower-armed man also went to jail and cried so much in court on the day of the trial.

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The willow trees are drawing branches and the flowers are blooming in spring.

The sunshine was warm today, and Cheng Wanzhong had nothing to do, applying scar cream to himself in front of the mirror.

The room was bright and bright. The girl in the mirror had short shoulder-length hair, which was black and fluffy and soft. The air bangs on her forehead were a little curled up from sleeping.

Cheng Wanzhong raised his hand and pressed it, but his bangs were still curled up.

Cheng Wanzhong sighed and gave up pressing his bangs.

She turned sideways and looked in the mirror. There was a scar of nearly ten centimeters on her fair and slender waist.

Probably because I kept wiping off the scar cream for a long time, the scar is no longer as scary as it was at the beginning, leaving only a pink mark.

After applying the scar removal cream, Cheng Wanzhong went to the bathroom to wash his hands, then rolled on the bed and continued to sleep.

After a while, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Aunt Rong walked in and put the tray in her hand on the bedside table.

Inside is breakfast, a glass of milk, and a few egg pancakes.

Immediately, Aunt Rong patted the quilt. Cheng Wanzhong was still asleep. She immediately lifted the quilt and looked at Aunt Rong. She hugged the quilt with her hands and her round pupils were wet and shining.

As good as a kitten.

Aunt Rong rubbed her hair and motioned for her to have breakfast.

"Thank you Aunt Rong." Cheng Wanzhong's voice was sweet and she said it loudly.

Aunt Rong smiled and left the room.

Cheng Wanzhong went to sleep after dinner. At noon, Wen Ru returned to the villa.

"Are you up at night?" Wen Ruo asked.

As he asked, he took off his suit jacket and handed it to Aunt Rong.

"Not yet. I went to bed after breakfast this morning. I went up to check just now and I still haven't woken up."

Wen Ru responded and immediately went upstairs.

The master bedroom has been decorated in a different style, which is the forest style that Cheng Wanzhong likes.

Wen Ru walked to the bedside. The light green quilt had a small bulge. As expected, Cheng Wanzhong must have been sweating from boredom.

This is a sequelae. After being kidnapped that time, Cheng Wanzhong always liked to wrap himself up when sleeping.

Wen Ru walked to the bed, raised his hand and patted the quilt. After waiting for a while, there was no movement under the quilt.

Wen Ru waited for a while, then carefully opened the quilt and peeled out the sweaty little girl.

Wen Ru wiped the sweat from her head with a tissue and moved the broken hair on her forehead to both sides with her fingertips.

"Evening bell." Wen Ruo murmured in a low voice, "Evening bell..."

The girl turned over and continued to sleep.

Wen Li pursed his lips, lowered his head and kissed her hair.

Immediately, Wen Ru got up and went to the study.

As soon as he entered the study, Wen Ru took out his cell phone and made a call.

After the call was connected, Huo Tingsen's voice came over there.

"How is it?" Wen Ru asked.

Huo Tingsen: "We have been contacted. You can probably meet the old gentleman when you bring Cheng Wanzhong to City B next Monday."

"I see, thanks."

"It's okay." Huo Tingsen said, "How is Cheng Wanzhong doing lately?"

Wen Su raised her hand and pressed her eyebrows, "It's still the same. The doctor said it was selective amnesia. She doesn't know how she was injured, and she doesn't recognize Mu Qing anymore. She has forgotten everything about the time when she was kidnapped. "

There was silence for a while, and Huo Tingsen said: "Wen Zhu, have you watched that video?"

Wen Ruo was shocked and his lips turned white. He held the window frame and shook his head, "No."

Huo Tingsen: "She kept calling your name during those nine hours."

"I understand." Wen Lihou's hair was choked and his body was unsteady. "Huo San'er, do you think if I hadn't let her go back to S City that day, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened?"

Huo Tingsen: "Wen Ru, you should find a psychiatrist."

"I'm fine." Wen Ru twitched the corners of his lips, "As long as Cheng Wanzhong is here, I'll be fine."