"This bitch is too vicious! Uncle promised you that he would take her back to the police station and take care of her! But you should go to the hospital first to heal the wound on your hand!" After Mu Beichen finished speaking, he ordered his subordinates. People, like eagles carrying chickens, carried away the group of crippled gangsters in the corner one by one.

By the way, he went to see Lan Zitong, who was lying in a pool of blood, walked over, kicked her body, and found that she was still angry, so he sent her to prison.

Su Yuyan supported her husband's severely injured right hand, opened the car door, and got into the car with him.

"Go to the hospital!" Su Yuyan took a deep breath, stabilized her mood, and ordered coldly.

"Yes, young lady." Mo Cheng was also very concerned about his young master's injury. He immediately stepped on the accelerator, slammed the car out of the alley, turned the car around and shuttled into the main road, and drove to the hospital at the fastest speed.

The black Rolls-Royce scrambled left and right in the driveway, changing lanes rapidly, and rushing straight ahead of the road.

In less than ten minutes, he had already rushed to the entrance of the first hospital in Yuncheng, and got out of the car. Su Yuyan looked at the blood that kept flowing down her husband's hands, her eyes tightened, and she quickly helped him into the hospital.

Nan Jin saw that her daughter-in-law was so nervous about his appearance, and a warm smile quickly flowed through her deep black eyes.

His cold voice had a hint of coldness, "Wife, don't worry, this little injury is fine! I'll go home and recuperate for a while, and I don't need to go to any hospital!"

"No, Nan Jinshen, stop lying to me, the wound is so deep and there is so much blood, how can it be okay?" Su Yuyan pulled the guy into the surgical operating room with all her strength.

The surgical operating room was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant. When the doctors saw that the famous President Nan was coming, they immediately ran over to greet him respectfully.

A large group of experts and professors surrounded Nan Jinshen, and they performed a routine inspection first. Then the professor-level doctor personally went out and performed a full range of disinfection and suturing operations on him. He was stunned to sew the bloody opening more than 3cm long and sewed it up perfectly, without any flaws.

"Mr. Nan, your wound has been wrapped, the problem is not serious, but remember not to let your hands get wet for a week, in addition, you need to be observed in the hospital for a few days, if there is no problem, you can remove the stitches and leave the hospital. ."

"I don't need to be hospitalized."

Nan Jin glanced at the doctors indifferently, and her tall and slender body stood up from the chair. He had wide shoulders and narrow hips, a black suit cut and fit on his body, wearing a pair of shiny black leather shoes, exuding a cold aura, he said domineeringly.

"No, you need it!" Just when the doctors were frightened by the fierce aura of the president of NTU, and looked at each other, not knowing what to do, a cold voice came over.

It turned out that it was Su Yuyan who had just gone to the pharmacy to pick up the medicine, took the clean gauze the nurse gave her, took the pills and applied the wound ointment, and swaggered into the operating room.

Her voice was not loud, but she was very strong. She said earnestly, "Nan Jinshen, listening to the doctor's words will not hurt you. Your wound is very deep, and you must be hospitalized for observation for a period of time."

"Alright, but I promise to be hospitalized, not to listen to these doctors, but to my wife." Nan Jinshen raised his right hand, which was wrapped in layers of white bandages. His wife was in his arms.

He lowered his head and sniffed. She pursed her lips, the fragrance of deep valleys and orchids that she was used to, and said, "Wife, stay with me tonight."