Chapter 528

As soon as she dragged the Sanskrit into the stairwell of the safe passage, Li Lin asked fiercely before closing the fire door!

Once the woman came back, everything she had done would be exposed, and Li Lin was absolutely not allowed to expose what happened that year. She looked at the woman and her face became ferocious.

The Sanskrit felt that this woman was inexplicable. She had been raised by Beiye for so many years and almost didn't know that her heart was dangerous. During this time, taking care of Jiang Yuanyuan in the hospital was also because Jiang Yuanyuan was injured. This was the case when she came to pay for the first time.

Seriously, she's confused, too.

She looked at Li Lin's undisguised hatred, as if she had a deep hatred with herself, but she really didn't know the woman. She frowned her delicate eyebrows, with bright doubts in her eyes, and whispered in a low voice, "who are you? I can't understand what you say!"

"Still pretending! Sanskrit, do you think I'll let you go?" Li Lin looked at her coldly and tried to see something from her face.

Unfortunately, the woman's face was still at a loss. Thinking about whether the woman was the master of the entertainment industry, Li Lin's voice became more heavy, like a deadly sword. Hao mercilessly stabbed her: "Why are you haunted for so many years? Why do you want to come back?"

The Sanskrit felt that she and she seemed to live on two parallel lines. They frowned involuntarily, and Jiang Yuanyuan was still waiting for her to go back. She couldn't stay outside more: "I don't understand what you're going to say, I have something else to do, I'm going to go!" then the Sanskrit pushed her away and left.

Just when her hand just touched the door, she felt that a strong force grabbed her behind her, and then she felt that her neck was severely pinched

The Sanskrit only felt that a strong force grabbed her and made her unable to move. The woman behind her didn't know where the strength came from. She tried hard to struggle.

But the other party pinched more and more tightly, and almost broke her neck.

She felt a blackness in front of her eyes, and the strength of her struggle was getting smaller and smaller.

Even, her breathing became weaker and weaker, and she felt that she was dying.

Some pictures suddenly flashed in her mind. It was vague. She seemed to be unable to see clearly. The fog in front of her was getting heavier and heavier. At the moment before she was unconscious, what appeared in her mind was Jiang Shiwei's small face.

Suddenly, the door of the fire passage was pushed open. Someone couldn't help but open Li Lin, and then hit Li Lin with his fist

Although second uncle Jiang didn't like to see Jiang Yuanyuan. After breaking that relationship, they quarreled for three days and two times, but because the Sanskrit stood by Jiang Yuanyuan, second uncle Jiang didn't want to leave. He simply lived in the hospital with her. It was also sad to say that second uncle Jiang had wronged himself to this point for a woman and wanted to praise himself silently.

Today, the Sanskrit went out to pay for Jiang Yuanyuan. It is reasonable to say that he should have come back long ago, but he waited in the ward for a long time and even raised the bar with Jiang Yuanyuan. She hasn't come back yet.

Second uncle Jiang felt as if something was going to happen. He couldn't care to quarrel with Jiang Yuanyuan. Then he ran out to find someone and found him here according to the nurse's tips. Unexpectedly, he opened the door and saw the scene that broke his heart and liver. He never hit a woman in his life. For the first time, he couldn't help but want to fight a woman.

Although second master Jiang looked gentle, Li Lin still couldn't bear this fist. She felt that her throat was full of blood and her heart and lungs were about to be broken.

She stepped back awkwardly and almost didn't kneel on the ground.

This second master Jiang, if it weren't for him, she would have strangled this woman.

At the moment when the Sanskrit got her breath, she coughed desperately. Because Li Lin had just pinched her throat from the back and front, her throat hurt badly. It was like being cut with a knife and then sprinkled with a handful of salt. It hurt very much.

Looking at the pale face of the Sanskrit song, second master Jiang quickly stepped forward and held her: "song, are you okay? How are you?"

The Sanskrit opened its mouth and issued a dull voice that didn't belong to itself: "I'm fine, thank you."

Just a few words, she was struggling, and her throat was like a fire.

Looking at her face in pain, second master Jiang couldn't care to settle accounts with Li Lin. he gave Li Lin a fierce stare, which made Li Lin creepy. Then he calmed down. What's the matter with her just now? She wanted to kill the Sanskrit, but if she really killed the Sanskrit in the hospital, she couldn't run away.

I'm really retarded.

Second master Jiang looked at her pale face and was afraid. Knowing that it was urgent at the moment, he hurried to ask the Sanskrit to see a doctor, otherwise the vocal cord was damaged and it was estimated that it would be difficult to speak in the future. He glanced at Li Lin coldly and said fiercely, "sooner or later I will settle accounts with you!"

Then, holding the Sanskrit song, he hurried to see a doctor.

After the two left, Li Lin felt like she was alive. The second uncle Jiang was so terrible that she was defeated in his eyes. However, since he released himself this time, she would never let the Sanskrit song look good next time. She must let this woman die!

Uncle Jiang took Sanskrit to see a doctor. After the examination, he confirmed that there was no big problem. However, it may be difficult to speak recently. Let her rest in the hospital for two days to prevent any sequelae.

The ward was quiet. After sending the doctor, uncle Jiang looked at the Sanskrit and sat on the bed. He didn't know what he was thinking. He looked very solemn and couldn't help but step forward: "do you feel better?"

Looking at second uncle Jiang, the Sanskrit suddenly came to God: "much better."

Her voice was hard to speak, but Uncle Jiang could hear it. Because of her heart, even if she said anything, he could hear: "I'm sorry to have wronged you."

He stretched out his hand to embrace the Sanskrit. Unfortunately, he was avoided by the Sanskrit. A trace of loss crossed the bottom of Uncle Jiang's eyes. The Sanskrit felt a little uncomfortable when he saw it, but she knew better than anyone that she was the fourth aunt of Beiye. As long as Beiye didn't let go, she would always be his fourth aunt.

Second uncle Jiang looked at her clear eyes, like a God in the sky. For a moment, he dared not blaspheme: "I'm sorry, I ventured in."

The Sanskrit shook his head.

Uncle Jiang looked at her and smiled bitterly, "you have a good rest. I'll buy you some porridge."

"I remember." the Sanskrit suddenly said. The expression on Uncle Jiang's face was colorful at that moment, like fireworks: "do you think of me? Song."