Yan Shiqi opened her eyes and ran into the man's eyes. She sucked her nose and said, "if I want Wen Zhiyuan and the banker to pay back ten times?"

"Ten times?" The man chuckled, kissed her lips, and whispered to her in a warm voice, "too little."

Knowing that he was comforting himself, inkstone Shiqi couldn't help but raise his lips.

Yes, ten times, too little!

……

An hour later, the lights in the operating room went down.

Wen Cheng was pushed out, and Lei Ruixiu, who had been standing outside, was the first to step forward.

The chief surgeon took off the mask. He looked at other people and then said to Lei Ruixiu, "I'm fine. The laceration on the back has been sutured again. The penetrating wound on the waist and abdomen is a bit troublesome, but it doesn't hurt the organs. It's lucky. As for the lung water has been done suction, proper treatment will not have a big problem

Lei Rui's hands clenched into fists behind him relaxed a little, and his tone was light, "trouble."

The chief surgeon rubbed the mask with one hand and laughed for two seconds, "it's not trouble. It's more cost-effective to sell me personal feelings!"

Obviously, they are acquaintances.

The chief surgeon and Lei Ruixiu had a brief chat, and Wen Cheng was pushed out.

Later, Yan Shiqi knew that this private hospital belonged to the Lei family in Nanhai.

……

In the advanced intensive care unit, Wen Cheng is not awake yet. Her eyes are closed tightly and her lips are pale. She lies on the bed with weak breathing, which makes her heart ache at a glance.

Yan Shiqi sits in front of the hospital bed and gently touches the back of her hand with her fingertips. Instead of looking at Wen Cheng's wound, she is afraid that she can't help but rush to Wen's house and scrape Wen Zhiyuan.

At the same age, she couldn't understand how vicious she had to be in order to do so to her sister.

Even if he was not born, he had lived under the same roof for nearly 20 years.

People's hearts can really be so dark.

In the ward, Qin bainuan stands behind Yan Shiqi. She keeps looking at Wen Cheng on the bed. Yu Guang looks at Yan Shiqi from time to time.

After she was with Leng Yichi, Wen Cheng had already passed away. She was a girl living in everyone's memory.

Now she is still alive, even so similar to Xiao Qi. She can't understand the twists and turns, but she also knows that the Wen family will not be as peaceful as before.

Outside the ward, Leng Yichi and Leng Yiyan stand by the glass window of the door.

He looked at Leng Yiyan's haggard cheek and saw that he was holding the door handle, but he didn't open the door. He sighed and said: "it's no use standing here. She may not wake up tonight, or she can go in and have a look, or..."

"Brother, what's the relationship between her and that man?"

Leng Yiyan's voice is hoarse, like a rusty string, and he can't help but put his obsession in unhappiness.

This question has caught Leng Yichi.

Because up to now, he is not very clear about the relationship between Xiuzi and Wencheng.

Leng Yi Chi didn't answer. Instead, he turned around and walked to the window, looking out at the corner of the park.

There, under the bright yellow night light, there are two figures standing in the mottled shadow of the trees.

It's Lei Ruixiu and Qin Baiyu.

Leng Yichi was silent for a few seconds. "When Xiuzi comes back, I'll ask him."

This is a bit of self deception.

Leng Yiyan is not stupid. Everyone present is not stupid.

When the tall man appeared with Wencheng in his arms, they could see that he had an unquestionable desire for Wencheng