blood pot

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I don't know how much time has passed, it seems that every second is like a sharp thorn, piercing hard into his heart full of holes!The only thing he could do was to maintain his leaning against the wall and stare at the long-lasting lamp.Zhang's father helped Zhang's mother to the hospital and saw his son sitting in the corner as if the sky had collapsed. If it wasn't for his blinking eyes, they would have thought it was a dead body.

Bao Jie and Xiao Cao rushed to greet Zhang's mother. Zhang's mother looked at her son sitting on the cold ground, her eyes were red.Since her son's accident seven years ago, Zhang's mother knew that her son had a wound in her heart, and she couldn't even look at her as a real mother.Just holding it in and holding it in like this, Zhang's mother was afraid that her son would burst out one day and hurt others and herself.She just touched her son's head with trembling hands, hoping to give him strength with the help of her palm.

The door opened suddenly, Zhang Xiaoyu rushed over, grabbed the doctor and asked repeatedly: "He...is he dead? Ah? Doctor doctor, is he dead? He... "After speaking, the tears could not stop streaming down.The doctor shook his head and said: "The patient...the patient's condition is not good, the family members should go in as soon as possible..." Zhang Xiaoyu pushed the doctor away and rushed inside.

Nurses and other doctors withdrew one after another, and the last nurse closed the door behind her.Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly felt a little weak in his legs, he sat on the side of the bed with difficulty, stroking the man whose face was only half exposed by the bandages with trembling hands.The man seemed to be asleep, and the sound of his shallow breathing seemed extremely light in the dead still room.She tightly covered her mouth with her left hand, fearing that a whimper would disturb the sleeping man on the bed, Zhang Xiaoyu stretched out her right hand and gently traced on the man's thick eyebrows.

It was as if a piece of hot coal had been blocked in the throat, which made the throat sore and uncomfortable, and all the pain was blocked in the throat and could not be leaked at all.Zhang Xiaoyu bowed up, and lightly kissed the man's lips. He choked up softly: "Are you stupid? Why didn't you think about yourself when you had time to push me away? You are the majestic young master of the Jin family. What will happen to your Jin family? Do you know that if something happens to you, more than one person will feel uncomfortable and feel distressed... Do you know that when I say I think about it, I have already stepped forward Out of that hurdle...Why have I never had a sex scene in the past seven years? Why do I resist other people's touch and even those who want to moles me are beaten up by me? Why don't I resist your approach? Resisting your kiss? Do you know that you are not the only one who has not changed in the past seven years...Jin Qian...Jin Qian..."

Buried in the bandages full of disinfectant, Zhang Xiaoyu choked up slightly, and the bed under his face was already soaked with water. "I've already thought about it. As long as you stalk me for another week, I will pretend to agree to you impatiently. I didn't expect...I didn't expect you to suddenly...Jin Qian, as long as You wake up, as long as you wake up...Jin Qian..."

In the softly whimpering ward, there was a nice magnetic male voice quietly: "If I wake up, will you agree to get rid of the knot and be with me again?"

Zhang Xiaoyu opened her eyes wide, raised her head very slowly, and finally bumped into those deep obsidian-like pupils...

"Well!"

Jin Qian clutched his injured abdomen in pain, "Honey, if you move down a little bit, it will hurt our future sex." Zhang Xiaoyu wiped away the undried tears indiscriminately, and quickly removed Jin Qian. The bandage on the left arm, and found that the honey-colored skin was still intact after peeling off the shackles, and couldn't help clenching his white teeth: "Wang! Ba! Egg!!!"

The slap was stopped by Jin Qian's right hand, Jin Qian gasped, Zhang Xiaoyu said coldly: "Put on! Keep on pretending! You bastard!!!" But Jin Qian's head was covered with cold sweat, and The bandage on his right hand couldn't help the red blood, and Zhang Xiaoyu panicked, "Really?! Are you okay? Jin Qian, Jin Qian, are you okay?!!!" Jin Qian managed to force a smile Yi said, "I was hiding quickly, so I got a little sulfuric acid on my right hand, and it turned out..." Looking up, Zhang Xiaoyu's eye circles were red again, and he couldn't help but persuade him, "It's all right, it's been cleaned a long time ago. That's it, it's good to be full of self-cultivation now."

Zhang Xiaoyu closed her eyes and took a deep breath, said "I'm home" and walked out of the ward.Seeing the redness on the tips of his ears, Jin Qian couldn't help laughing in a low voice: "Xiao Yu, come back early."

He was answered by a loud slam of the door.

After a few breaths, the door suddenly opened again.Jin Qian narrowed his eyes and stared at the man at the door, there was something meaningful in his deep eyes.The person who came was wearing a silver slim tailored suit, leaning against the door with broad shoulders and long legs, his narrow and narrow fox eyes shone faintly.Jin Qian stretched out his intact left hand, picked up the red grape in the fruit basket by the bed, and put it into his mouth as if no one was there.Yan Qing just laughed lightly, intending to say that Young Master Jin was very elegant and relaxed after entering the hospital, when he heard the man on the bed say in a slightly magnetic voice: "You'd better pray that the Oak thing has nothing to do with you, otherwise......"

Yan Qing said with deep meaning in the fox's eyes, "Otherwise, why... why don't you tell your little darling about the spring night you spent with me?"

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Finally, he was no longer fighting alone. . . . . .