C89

Chapter 89 - Wicked

Feng Ye did not even raise his eyelids, and instructed: "Cut it with two hands."

Her voice was cruel but cold, as if she was discussing what to eat for lunch.

In the next second, the man was held tightly by the person Feng Ye brought over, his two hands were pressed tightly on the table.

"AHH!" Xia Xiaoshan foolishly watched as a large amount of blood gushed out. It was as if her entire body had fallen into ice, so cold that she couldn't help but shiver.

"Too noisy." Feng Ye said indifferently.

This subordinate immediately understood what Feng Ye meant, he extended his hand and grabbed the man's lower jaw, forcing him to open his mouth, and then stabbed the blade into his mouth. Very quickly, a piece of soft meat fell from the man's mouth onto the ground.

The man widened his eyes. He couldn't even call out when he thought back, so he could only lie limply on the ground. A salty, warm stream flowed out from under his crotch.

Feng Ye frowned, this subordinate saw that Feng Ye was unhappy, and quickly dragged him out from the house, leaving behind a large pool of blood.

Feng Ye lifted his eyes to look at Xia Xiaoshan. Those sinister black eyes still carried a murderous intent and malevolent aura that had not completely dissipated, causing Xia Xiaoshan's face to turn as pale as paper. He wished that he could faint in the next second.

At that moment, Xia Xiaoshan clearly realized that the man in front of him was not the savior — he was the Shura from hell.

Thinking back to that scene, Xia Xiaoshan couldn't help but shiver.

Lin Sitong frowned, as she held Xia Xiao An's hand worriedly.

Xia Xiao An raised his head and gave Lin Sitong a forced smile, "Later on, Mr Feng told my former boyfriend that he could return all the money he had. "He agreed."

Xia Xiao An's voice was very calm, but his eyes were no longer as agile as when he spoke to Lin Sitong, leaving behind only a deathly silence.

Seeing Xia Xiao An's expression, Lin Sitong felt an incomparable amount of regret in his heart.

She never thought that the relationship between Xia Xiao An and Feng Ye would be like this.

"Then... What do you think of him? " Lin Sitong glanced at the door and asked softly.

"I …" Xia Xiaoshan's eyes revealed a hint of hesitation, "I don't know …" I was afraid of him and resented him. "When I first went to the residence, I was always scared …"

The figure outside flashed and disappeared. Lin Sitong retracted her gaze and looked at Xia Xiao An, not knowing what to say.

"In Mr Feng's eyes... I'm probably just a piece of trash that can be thrown away at any time. " Xia Xiao An said softly.

Lin Sitong thought about Feng Ye who was standing at the entrance of the sickbed, sighed, and said softly, "Maybe … It's not what you think. "

Xia Xiao An lowered his eyes and smiled wryly. He shook his head slightly and said, "Actually … I envy you. "

Lin Sitong was startled, and looked at Xia Xiao An with wide eyes.

"You have your own job, and every day is full. I can only stay in the empty house and watch the same people and the same scenery every day … " Xia Xiao An raised his head and looked at Lin Sitong, "I'm also very envious of you and Director Pei. The two of you are very compatible."

"Cough, cough, cough …" Lin Sitong immediately began to cough.

"You … Are you okay? Did I say something wrong? " Xia Xiao An's black eyes worriedly fell on Lin Sitong's body.

Lin Sitong arduously waved her hand, and after calming her breathing, she said. "Pei Qingheng and I are not the relationship you think we are!"

"Huh?" Xia Xiaoshan blinked his eyes, a faint blush quickly spreading across his pale cheeks. "Yes …" I'm sorry, I misunderstood. "

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Lin Sitong did not know what to say.

"I... "I'm just looking at how the two of you feel about each other …" Xia Xiao An was flustered.

"It's fine, you don't have to worry about that." Lin Sitong was powerless.

"Mm …" Xia Xiaoshan nodded in embarrassment.

Lin Sitong did not know what to say, and the sickroom became quiet.

"Ding ling ling ~"

A telephone bell suddenly rang, breaking the silence.

Lin Sitong fumbled to take out his phone, and picked it up: Hello?

"Dr. Lin, there's an emergency room!"

Lin Sitong immediately frowned, she quickly stood up, hung up the phone and looked at Xia Xiao An: "Rest well first."

Without waiting for Xia Xiao An's response, Lin Sitong hurriedly ran towards the emergency department.

There was a flurry of activity in the emergency lobby.

Lin Sitong pulled a nurse over: "What's the situation?"

"High-speed serial car accidents, the injured are still coming!"

"Dr. Lin!" Wang Qing anxiously shouted for Lin Sitong.

Lin Sitong jogged to the front of the stretcher. On top of it, there was a young man lying there with a face that was already covered in blood.

"Did you hear me?" Lin Sitong patted the young man's shoulder and heard him groan in pain.

"Immediately send an X-ray to do the head CT scan." Lin Sitong quickly said to Wang Qing.

"Yes." Wang Qing immediately replied.

"Dr. Lin, the examination for the 3 beds patient has been released!"

Lin Sitong received the results of the examination: "Right femur fracture, seek an orthopedic doctor for consultation."

"Alright."

"Doctor …"

After finishing his work, Lin Sitong was almost paralyzed on the ground.

"How do you feel?" A cup of hot water was handed over to Lin Sitong.

Lin Sitong was already extremely thirsty, she unrestrainedly accepted the cup of water and gulped down the water, then took a deep breath: "Thank you, Director Pei."

Pei Qingheng leaned on the wall beside her, and upon hearing his words, he raised his eyebrows, his tone becoming ambiguous: "Is there a need to be so courteous between us?"

Lin Sitong squinted his eyes: "Don't you need it?"

"I've done everything …" An evil smile appeared on Pei Qingheng's lips.

"Shut up!" Lin Sitong angrily rushed forward to cover her mouth.

His palm touched a warm and soft object, causing Lin Sitong to raise his head and meet Pei Qingheng's smiling eyes.

"What's wrong? Stone, do you have a guilty conscience? " Her soft lips opened and closed, and were vaguely caressed in front of Lin Sitong's palm.

"Swish", Lin Sitong's face suddenly flushed red. The places where her lips brushed past seemed to be set ablaze.

Withdrawing his hand, Lin Sitong glared at Pei Qingheng and lowered his voice: "Don't speak nonsense in the hospital!"

Pei Qingheng looked at Lin Sitong innocently, as if she was wronged: "I'm not, isn't what I said the truth?"

Lin Sitong gritted her teeth: "What do you mean by 'did everything'!"

"That's right …" Pei Qingheng narrowed his amber eyes, his bright red tongue licking his lips. He seemed to have an unexpectedly sexy charm, "Something between a man and a woman should be done, for example … Kissing, and meeting the parents. "

"Don't say anymore!" Lin Sitong was on the verge of tears.

Why didn't she have eyes back then? She had to provoke this great god!