After I was released from prison, I had a flash marriage with a boss who was in a vegetative state

Lu Shenxing said, "Do you want me to know?"

Song Mingyi said with a cold face: "I don't want you to know, so you don't know?"

Lu Shenxing said: "I can pretend I don't know anything."

Song Mingyi said expressionlessly: "Pretending is always pretending, why not let me really not know."

He took out the silver needle and said, "I just need to prick it a few times, and you can forget what you want to forget."

Following Song Mingyi's words, the silver needle in her hand stopped in front of Lu Shenxing's forehead.

The skin on his forehead seemed to be feeling a faint sting.

Yan Zheng couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this in the rearview mirror.

"Young lady, calm down! You have to trust Mr. Lu, he won't harm you!"

Song Mingyi's expression was as cold as ever: "It seems there are quite a few smart people."

Hearing Song Mingyi's words, the hairs on the back of Yan Zheng's neck stood up instantly.

At this moment, he could clearly feel that Song Mingyi really wanted his life.

Yan Zheng was startled, the steering wheel slipped a little, and the car started to snake on the road.

Yan Zheng quickly took control of the car.

He shrunk his neck and did not dare to speak again, trying his best to reduce his sense of presence.

Lu Shenxing, however, acted as if he didn't feel anything and held Song Mingyi's wrist: "If you can rest assured if you do this, then just do it..."

"As for Yan Zheng... if you don't trust him, you can poison him right away and hold his life in the palm of your hand. Then you don't have to worry that he won't be able to control his mouth."

Yan Zheng couldn't help but said weakly: "Mr. Lu, my mouth is stricter than a clam shell."

But no one paid attention to him.

Lu Shenxing added: "As for me... I am your pillow. It's up to you if you want to attack me now, or go back and attack me, or you may be in a good or bad mood in the future." meaning."

"Anyway, whether I remember it or not, you are still Mrs. Lu."

When Lu Shenxing said this, he sincerely thanked Mr. Lu.

If his grandfather hadn't forced him to get a marriage certificate with Song Mingyi before, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to keep her now.

Song Mingyi was a little irritated: "I remember, you don't have to remind me of these sad things all the time."

Sad things...

Not to mention Lu Shenxing, even Yan Zheng almost couldn't help but spray.

When had their Mr. Lu been so disliked?

Lu Shenxing's tone was inexplicably resentful.

"In your heart, can I only be sad?"

When Lu Shenxing spoke, he inserted his fingers into Song Mingyi's fingers and intertwined them with hers.

Song Mingyi twitched, but did not pull out her fingers.

Lu Shenxing looked at him as if he was afraid that she would run away, and said speechlessly: "I just want to help you deal with the wound. Do you want to bleed to death?"

Lu Shenxing said: "No, I still want to stay with you."

The corners of Song Mingyi's mouth twitched, and she wanted to ask Lu Shenxing if someone had taken away his body.

The silver needle in his hand finally stuck, but the place it hit was the acupuncture points around his arm.

Lu Shenxing's arm stopped bleeding quickly.

He whispered: "Thank you."

Lu Shenxing closed his eyes as soon as he finished speaking and fell on Song Mingyi's shoulder.

Yan Zheng saw this scene in the rearview mirror and was so frightened that he couldn't help shouting: "Young madam, what did you do to Mr. Lu!"

Song Mingyi looked away and said with some disgust: "He's fine, he just fainted."

Yan Zheng responded and then breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at him through the rearview mirror again, with inquiring eyes.

Song Mingyi's gaze happened to look over and met his gaze in the rearview mirror. She said with a half-smile: "Why do I feel that you are so curious about me? Why don't you find a place to stop and I will explain it to you carefully?" speak."

"No, no, no, no."

Yan Zheng almost shook his head like a rattle.

After hesitating for a moment, he said: "Young madam, you seem to be different from before."

"Really? What's the difference? Am I not who I am?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant, it just feels different."

Song Mingyi was sitting there, still the same person, and her appearance had not changed at all, but the temperament of her whole body, especially the feeling between her eyebrows, had completely changed.

Of course she knew what Yan Zheng was talking about.

Ever since she knew that her identity as a ghost doctor might be leaked, Song Mingyi couldn't control her emotions.

For example, Yin Si, despite these two identities in the past, was a ghost doctor...

To know this identity means endless trouble.

Especially since she has been out for so long and has been stealing the spotlight recently.

However, she has been so high-profile, and the master has not come to her yet.

What does this mean?

It showed that the trouble Master encountered was greater than they had imagined before.

But it was impossible for her to say these words.

After half an hour.

Lu Shenxing was sent to a secret villa.

Song Mingyi pulled out the silver needle, and he woke up slowly.

He looked at his watch and said, "Call Dr. Xie and tell him that he still has half an hour to come and perform surgery on Lu Shenxing."

Yan Zheng was about to nod when he was stopped by Lu Shenxing. He said, "It's so late, so don't bother Xie Yuan."

"You can just do this minor surgery."

Song Mingyi said angrily: "Asking Xie Yuan to perform surgery on you will trouble him, but it won't be troublesome if I perform surgery on you? Or do you mean that in your heart, I can be manipulated at will?"

Lu Shenxing and Song Mingyi said: "I don't feel that I can control you at will, but because in my heart, you are one of my own."

"No wonder the Lu Group is developing so well now. Mr. Lu is really becoming more and more eloquent."

Song Mingyi snorted coldly, but the look on her face looked better.

"But before I say anything ugly, it's not impossible if you want me to do the surgery for you."

"But... I don't have any anesthesia on hand. Are you sure you can endure the pain of direct surgery?"

"Can you try it and you'll know?"

Song Mingyi nodded, then put on sterile clothes, and then took Lu Shenxing to the operating room.

Lu Shenxing took off his shirt and lay on the operating bed. Song Mingyi put on a mask and medical gloves, picked up the scalpel and began to help him perform the operation.

The sharp scalpel gently cut through Lu Shenxing's muscles, and sharp pain instantly shot into his forehead.

Lu Shenxing didn't say a word. The veins on his mouth and forehead had popped out. His face instantly turned pale, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Song Mingyi said coldly: "If it hurts, just scream out, I won't laugh at you."

"If you want me to call you out, I'm afraid you have to move to another place."

Song Mingyi didn't know that Lu Shenxing was driving, so she couldn't help but snorted, and then stabbed her again.

Lu Shenxing cast his gaze on Song Mingyi's face.

At this time, Song Mingyi, who was wrapped tightly in sterile clothing with only a pair of eyes left, looked strong and calm.

It makes people feel a powerful force and makes them feel at ease.