Chapter 397

However, there is still one thing to do now. After doing this, I will decide whether I want to go back or not. After all, there is only one chance. If I refuse this time, I have no doubt that I will not have any intersection with the road of international models.

In a dark room, the sun is covered by thick curtains, and the air is full of wine smell. A woman leaning against the corner, shivering and murmuring, "get out, get out, I'm not sick, I'm not sick..."

Suddenly, her eyes brightened. It turned out that her assistant pushed the door in, lowered her head, and looked submissive. "Sister ran ran, it's time to take the medicine. Mr. Zhou told me to bring it to you."

Qiao Ran Ran bounced up, his eyes were fierce, his face was ferocious, his voice was gnashing his teeth, "I said I'm not sick! Didn't you hear that? Are you deaf? Ah? Speak! I asked, "do you hear me?"

The assistant stood frozen, afraid to speak.

Qiao Ran Ran snatched her hand, exuding a strange smell of medicine juice, and then spilled it on the assistant's face. He slammed Wan hard, and a crisp voice sounded. The blue and white porcelain bowl fell apart on the marble floor.

Assistant with a head of wet hair, potion with her hair tip drop by drop, drop on the ground, out of a small brown flowers.

The assistant secretly clenched his fist and summoned up courage. "Sister ran ran, Mr. Zhou asked me to bring you the medicine. He said he would watch you drink it. Now that sister Ran Ran has dropped the medicine, I'll have to cook another bowl for you. You may have to wait for a while. This medicine will take a long time to boil. "

The assistant turned around without expression, ignoring Qiao Ran's appearance that he wanted to eat her.

Seeing her back, Qiao Ran Ran's face became more ferocious. She took her words as the wind in her ear, right! I paid her a salary for what I ate inside and outside, but I also oppressed myself with others. I thought it was Zhou Zhigang, so I didn't dare to speak, did I?

Qiao Ran Ran's eyes twinkled with unidentified meaning. His eyes fell on the pen on the desk. He rushed to pick it up, lifted the cap, and was about to tie it up to the assistant's back.

The assistant felt the messy footsteps behind him and the wind coming towards him. He told him that he should leave the room immediately, so he quickly went out of the room and pulled the door, but failed to close it tightly.

There was a scream inside the door, as if in agony. The assistant's hand holding the bolt felt the resistance. Looking at the crack of the door, he saw a hand that had been pressed fast by the solid wood door, bloody.

The hand held the sharp pen tightly, and the tip of the pen was shining strangely.

The assistant immediately knew what Qiao Ran Ran wanted to do. She wanted to do it by herself?

Qiao Ranran's scream continues, reverberating in the corridor, which is particularly impressive, like the scene in a thriller.

The female assistant knows that she can't let go. If she lets go, the next one who gets hurt will be herself. Maybe she won't get hurt... But lose her life.

The assistant shook his hand, looked at the wrists which were still wriggling and the pen which was swinging, and began to calculate in his mind.

This is the place Zhou Zhigang found for Qiao Ranran. No one will come back to see Qiao Ranran, a crazy woman who has been out of favor.

Zhou Zhigang, too, just called and asked about Qiao Ranran. Naturally, he won't come back. So

A trace of hatred flashed in the assistant's eyes, and the shaking hand also returned to its usual appearance. He stood straight outside the door, looking at Qiao Ranran's hand without emotion. The motor nerve pulled her hand and tried to pull it. A sad cry came from the door again, "ah... My hand, ah!"

Qiao Ran Ran's wrist began to twist, and his pen was no longer bound. He fell to the ground and rolled several times to the assistant's feet.

There was a twinkle of revenge in the assistant's eyes. He pushed the door in and opened a little. Just as Qiao Ran Ran was ready to take back her hand, the evil hand outside held her finger again and closed the door mercilessly. Qiao Ran Ran was too painful to cry out, and his eyes were full of physiological tears.

Then there was a very long time for Qiao Ranran. The sound of closing the door was constantly ringing, mixed with a faint cry. In the empty building, it was particularly frightening.

In the end, when the assistant came back and let go of the door handle, Qiao ran ran immediately fell to the ground, holding his bloody right hand in his left hand, curled up in a ball, sweating, white lips and blue face.

Ah, it's painful. It's really painful. It's even more painful than the last time I changed the skin pad. Who can help me? Who can help me.

There was a flash of panic in the assistant's eyes. Was he too much? How to hide now? If others knew, especially Zhou Zhigang, then his family who was still in his hands would be over!

The assistant walked back and forth, thinking of a way, suddenly had an excellent idea, is not afraid of Zhou Zhigang know? I wish I didn't tell him the truth. Besides, Zhou Zhigang won't come here these days.

The assistant thought so, the uneasiness in the heart also dissipated, let Qiao ran shrink to groan on the ground, lift own footstep, walk away.

After a long time, she came back here with a medical box in one hand and a bowl of hot and full medicine in the other.

The assistant knelt down on the ground, put things aside, raised Qiao Ran Ran Ran's body, let her lean against the wall, suppress her weak struggle. One hand touched her bloody right hand, her eyes twinkled with the devil's light, and the corner of her mouth pulled up a sneer, "I told you to drink medicine, and if you have a disease, you have to treat it. It's very difficult for me to do that. Now, are you comfortable?"

The assistant picked up the bowl of medicine and tried to force Qiao ran to drink it, but Qiao ran clenched his teeth. The assistant's hand on Qiao Ran Ran Ran's wrist, Qiao Ran Ran sent out a silent groan, mouth also will open, the female assistant's hand at this time close to Qiao Ran Ran Ran's cheek, forced her to open her mouth, a hand hot medicine poured down, a drop left.

Qiao Ran Ran felt a burst of hot temperature in her mouth and tried to struggle, but the assistant tried again at her injured place, and her strength suddenly disappeared.

The assistant put down the bowl, ignored Qiao Ran Ran's white face, opened the first aid box, skillfully opened the alcohol, took out the cotton, dipped it in a little, and wiped it on Qiao Ran Ran's hand.

Bursts of pain continued to stimulate Joe Ran Ran's nerves, over and over again.

After wiping the bloodstain on Qiao Ranran's hand, the assistant finally saw the scar on her hand clearly. It only looked like a circle of bloodstain on the outside, and he didn't know what kind of situation it was inside.

Look at her powerless appearance, dislocation is absolute, and there should be some cracks in the bone, but as long as you let people know that she just dislocated, the rest... Ha ha, nothing happened, right?