Chapter 616

This is the box ordered by mujiutian, but I don't know when the assassins are ambushed in the inner room. In such a close distance, it's hard to use guns again, and soon they fight each other after a burst of gunfire.

Mujiutian was protected at the back, listening to the extremely cold voice of yalman: "kill all..."

"Yes."

I don't know who responded.

The furniture is messy and overturned, the fighting style is fierce, and the collision between bones is full of killing intention in the quiet space.

The ambush was obviously not as good as the mercenaries. When they were knocked down one after another, mujiutian found a strange appearance.

Everyone seems to be in charge of assassinating yalman, but in fact, the knives are all aimed at Xiu. He not only got a bullet in his thigh, but also had countless scars on his body. Warm blood flowed down to the ground, and even his throat was almost cut off in a critical moment.

Mujiutian has seen blood before, but in the face of such a situation, he still has lax pupils, pale complexion, wearing a suit jacket of yalman, and standing at the door of the emergency room, he only feels that the air he feels has the coldest smell of disinfectant.

Try to take a deep breath: "is he going to be ok?"

"Don't worry, I'm here with a private doctor."

prvivate doctor?

Mujiutian seems to have caught some key word's eye, pale face, and reached out and grasped yalman's arm: "the last time you came to Xicheng District, you didn't bring a private doctor, which means that you didn't have the habit of bringing a private doctor around, but this time you brought... You knew you would get hurt, Or... "

The assassination took place at the connivance of yalman.

With thin lips and tight lips, yalman knew that some things couldn't be concealed from mujiutian's eyes. His eyes slightly twisted: "they are ready to move in the past two days. I just guessed that they should take action, but I didn't expect to pick the day when we met. Fortunately, you didn't get hurt."

"What do you know by following the grapevine?"

"I let someone go on purpose, and have already arranged for a good person to be responsible for tracking."

Red lips light open, mujiutian subconsciously said what she found out, although not very sure, but the feeling lingered: "I just provide a thinking direction, what is the purpose of the person behind the scenes, you need to combine with the actual analysis."

"Good." As soon as Armand was about to continue, the door to the emergency room opened.

The doctor came out wearing a green surgical suit, took off the mask, and yalman immediately welcomed him. Mujiutian followed him. His hands and feet were cold, and he staggered. Before he took a few steps, he bumped into the bench beside him, and the cold iron knocked on the leg bone.

The sudden pain forced her to bend down and scream.

Yalman twisted his eyebrows and immediately reached out to caress him. But before his hand touched mujiutian's arm, he was snatched by another big hand with clear bones. He was still very unhappy: "get out of the way."

Then the next second, Mu Jiutian was directly picked up and put on the bench. Gu Shaoqing bent down and knelt down in front of her. He put his slim leg on his 90 degree thigh and touched the wound.

After she calls her to eat the pain hiss, the man pupil a shock, the head also does not turn toward the smell Secretary command: "go to the doctor."

This is a hospital. Is it easy to find a doctor?

Isn't there one at the scene?

The doctor's operating suit was stained with blood. He ordered him to take it off because he was afraid of being scared by the secretary.

After getting the permission from yalman, the doctor touched it with his hand, and immediately the bruised wound appeared. After determining the impact site and the degree of pain, the eyebrow wrinkled slightly: "Miss mu, your injury can't be diagnosed only from the surface, I'm afraid you need to take a film to determine whether it hit the bone. Just now, it seems that there should be a slight bone injury. Don't let this leg struggle for half a month. If you don't mind, you can rent a wheelchair. "

Big grasp her weak boneless hands, smell speech, Gu Shaoqing want to hold her up again, low voice coax: "good, we go to check first?"

"Nothing." Mu Jiutian pressed down his big palm and raised his eyes to see the private doctor who had already got up: "what happened to the people inside?"

The doctor laughed: "although the blood loss is too much, but the operation is very timely, there is no life danger, the bullet has been taken out, will not affect any future activities."

Mujiutian was relieved. Even though she had experienced so many things, she still could not accept the passing of anyone's life in front of her.Gu Shaoqing also knew this, so she let her ask the doctor. When she picked her up, she only said, "I'll take you to have an examination." after that, she never gave her eyes to anyone.

Looking at the two figures drifting away, the private doctor slowly stood behind yalman and laughed: "are you not going to catch up? It seems that Miss Mu doesn't want to have an intersection with him. "

"It's a sweet wine thing." If it wasn't for the hospital, yaman would like to have a cigarette. Recently, things are so complicated that he is upset: "Gu Shaoqing is Solomon's biological father again. Some things can't be solved by hiding. She needs to have a good talk with him."

He was forced to have an examination. The final result of the examination was that he really hurt his bone. Although he didn't need to be cast, he also needed to rest.

Being placed on the hospital bed, Mu Jiutian looks up and says, "I've just bothered Mr. Gu. I'll ask yarman for help in the next thing. Mr. Gu can..."

"Did he stop me when I just took you away?" Before she had finished speaking, Gu Shaoqing touched her long hair and sneered, with a very obvious sense of ridicule: "the safety of his subordinates is more important than you. Such a man, I don't know, thought you picked it up in the garbage."

Mujiutian couldn't stand his close, so he withdrew subconsciously: "in any case, it's my choice, just like I chose to leave Mr. Gu at the beginning."

"So, Mr. Gu, please go to find yalman."

Half squinting eyes deep color, Gu Shaoqing lifted the lip: "if I say no?"

"Mr. Gu, what does that mean?"

"You can't walk on the ground with your legs, and your cell phone should be in your bag." He glanced at her dress with no pocket all over her. He leaned over and covered her with warm breath. His voice almost penetrated into her ears: "now tell me, how can you find your husband without me, eh?"

Arms on the mattress behind, Mu Jiutian constantly wants to escape from the circle that Gu Shaoqing's breath can cover, but the distance between them is too close.

Frowning: "what does Mr. Gu want?"

"I don't want anything." He patiently and she said: "your leg is injured, I will send you back to the villa area, and then Aunt Yu will send you to take care of your living during this period."

"I don't want it."

She retorted. Her gentle eyes were full of anger, and her facial features were full of displeasure: "I have servants and housekeepers in my villa. When you let an outsider in, who are you going to find to make room for her?"

But just a year later, aunt Yu became an outsider.

stranger.

Mu Jiutian's words are not only about Aunt Yu, but also about him.

The slender fingers on the side of the body twitched and curled down, and the man said with a low smile: "aunt Yu knows your preferences well, let her just take care of you in the past. I'll pay her salary, and no one needs to make room for her."

"I don't want that either."

"I need a reason."

Her eyebrows light pick, don't quite understand: "what reason do you want?"

"The reason why you don't want aunt Yu to take care of you."

Looking at Gu Shaoqing's unsharp but inexplicably aggressive face, Mu Jiutian was so displeased that he directly kicked him with another intact leg: "what reason do I need to prepare for you to prevent inexplicable people from entering my house? If you really need a reason, I don't want my husband to be so thoughtful, is that ok? "