Catherine did not speak, her long blond hair was scorched, her face was black, and her clothes were ragged. Even if the blood clotted, it was difficult to hide the smell of blood.

Christine's eyes were dark and no one saw it. The hand inserted in her trouser pocket was clenched into a fist. If he remembered correctly, she always paid most attention to her image, especially her long blond hair.

She would never let herself get a drop of blood on any previous mission, even if it was a bloody massacre.

This time, ah

She walked towards her. Catherine listened to the footsteps and walked towards herself step by step. Each sound was like stepping on the tip of her heart. It was so late and so painful

Her chin was strongly pinched, and a force forced her to raise her head and look at the evil man.

Christine narrowed her eyes and looked at her in a sarcastic tone: "Catherine, this is the end of your delusion to leave me."

After wiping her fingers with a handkerchief, he threw the handkerchief on the ground, put his hands back into his trouser bag again, and ordered in a deep voice: "send her to the emergency room and pick up one life. You can do the rest."

After receiving the order, the nurse immediately hurried, but methodically put her on the push bed and sent her to the emergency room.

This time, Catherine did not resist or refuse.

She knew that once he had made a decision, no one could change it.

Thirteen hours of first aid, when the door of the emergency room opened, it was noon the next day.

Catherine woke up after the anesthesia.

She refused to be hospitalized.

The doctor told her all kinds of pros and cons. If she wanted to persuade her, Christine frowned and couldn't bear to say, "since you don't want to be hospitalized, come back with me."

"I don't want to go back." Catherine refused coldly again.

"Don't want to go back?" Christine approached her, "where do you want to go? Katherine, you should know that my patience is limited. You'd better stop before I'm angry. Don't disobey me."

Finally, Catherine was brought back to the apartment by Christine.

I have to say that her pain tolerance and endurance are really different from ordinary people.

As soon as she woke up from the operation in the emergency room, she was able to endure the pain and walk with her sick leave. She is definitely the object of admiration.

As soon as they entered the porch, Fangke on the sofa hurriedly stood up and stirred her hands awkwardly, looking at Christine and... Catherine beside him.

"Young master, you are back." Because the clothes she changed after taking a bath last night were wet, she had to wrap herself in a bath towel.

The pinch mark Christine made on her last night is now appearing in front of Catherine

His heart tightened. It turned out that without her, he would never wronged his abstinence.

I have long understood why my heart still hurts when I see it with my own eyes.

Christine was also stunned when she saw Fangke. She hasn't left yet?

He almost forgot what happened last night. If he hadn't seen Fangke, he wouldn't have remembered that such a person had been brought back to his apartment by him.

Being watched by their eyes, Fangke stepped back uneasily, especially seeing Catherine covered with bandaged gauze and her bloody left eye

She was scared!

Thinking so, Catherine chuckled, "in order not to scare you, I'll go back to the bedroom first."

Then he dragged his heavy body slowly towards the stairs.

Christine's face was secretive. Looking at her back, she suddenly turned to Fangke and said, "can you cook?"

Fang Ke was stunned and immediately nodded: "yes!"

"Cook a meal, avoid hot and sour."

Leaving the words behind, Christine strode forward and held Catherine horizontally. Regardless of her frown caused by pain, the corners of her lips bent violently, hugged her arms and tightened them for a few minutes. She was satisfied to see her frown tighter before holding her back to the bedroom.