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After thanking him, he walked towards the parking lot.

After getting on the car, he did a simple bandage on the wound and started the engine. The pain from the wound made Ning Jin frown.

Although she drank, she could feel that those two motorcycles were intentional. Who would actually do that?

She had no bottom line in front of He Jia.

He Jia sneered and did not answer.

After coaxing and tricking them into getting back on the carriage, Ning Jin used his Meat Mastering Manipulation.

"Xiao Jia Jia, look at my hand." After saying that, she blinked her eyes.

He Jia ignored him.

With a fierce move, Ning Jin tore apart the bandages that had been tied up, exposing the wound.

She was very afraid of pain, and even more so, afraid of getting hurt.

Other than blood and pus, a piece of skin was hanging by the side. Ning Jin took a look and his heart was pained to the point of suffocating.

"Oh my god, how did you use it?" He Jia instantly destroyed her technique and grabbed her injured arm with a face full of worry.

A warm feeling flashed in her heart. Other than her dead parents, He Jia was the most important person in her life.

"It's nothing. I just accidentally got hit by a motorcycle. That's why I'm late."

"Why don't you go to the hospital and bandage it?"

Ning Jin asked, "Then what will you do?"

He Jia sighed, a trace of remorse flashed past her eyes: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have let you pick up the plane."

"What bullsh * t are you talking about? Can't I be happy about it?"

"Alright, I'll take you to the hospital to bandage your wounds." After changing seats with Ning Jin, she drove.

When they arrived at the hospital and got the tetanus, Ning Jin thought that it was just a simple abrasion, but the doctor's words made her afraid. "Your wounds are already full of pus.

Ning Jin was shocked, how could the beautiful her let him leave such a big scar?

"Then what should I do?"

"When you go back, don't touch water or eat spicy food. It won't be a problem."

Ning Jin heaved a sigh of relief, and then asked with some uncertainty: "Doctor, do I need to undergo surgery?"

The doctor rolled his eyes.

Returning back to the car, Ning Jin asked: "Are you staying at home tonight?"

He Jia shook her head: "My home will definitely be covered with ashes. Let's find a hotel to stay at today, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

"Why don't you come and stay at my house?"

"Which one?"

Ning Jin was stunned.

And then he laughed at himself.

That was true. Neither the Fu nor the Ning family belonged to her.

After sending He Jia to the hotel, Ning Jin returned to the Fu Clan.

Opening the bedroom door, Ning Jin laid on the bed, and would not be able to get up this time.

In her daze, she heard someone calling for her. It took her a while to open her eyes: "What?"

"You're dirty, you know?"

There was no need to look, just from the voice alone, one could tell that the man in front of them was Fu Huayong.

"Does it have anything to do with you? Besides, I'm tired and I don't want to wash. " Ning Jin acted like a scoundrel and immediately buried his face in the pillow.

In an instant, the sound of grinding teeth could be heard. "I'm a germaphobe, understood?"

Heh heh, he has an obsession with cleanliness?

What kind of joke was this?

People with germaphobe will be in the women's group ghost, when she is three years old child?

"Get up."

No.

"Get up!" Ning Jin faked his death.

In that moment, Ning Jin felt that she had leapt into the air.

She suddenly opened her eyes and saw Fu Huayong carrying her towards the bathroom.

Wine smell? Fu Huayong drank?

As expected, Fu Huayong's face had two patches of red on it.

"Let me go, I want to sleep."

Ning Jin used both hands and feet to struggle, but he was still thrown into the bathtub.

"Pain."

A piercing pain suddenly came from his arm, and in that moment, Ning Jin remembered the doctor's reminder.

Don't touch the water, or it will leave scars.

"Fu Huayong, let me go!"

His struggles were futile.

Ning Jin lied in the bathtub, both of his hands were tightly held by Fu Huayong, the clothes on his hair had long since been soaked by the cold water, and even his wounds were not avoided.

His eyes opened wide in anger as he spoke out, "Fu Huayong, what the f * ck are you doing? I've offended you, and you want to treat me like this? "

The scar had been healed.

Fu Huayong acted as if he did not hear anything, he sat down on the side of the bathtub and looked at the water faucet silently.

Now he was different.

He was cynical, but he never felt sad.

"Let me go!"

With that said, Ning Jin struggled, using all his strength to both his legs to stand up, but before he could even stand for a moment, his body went down again, and because both of his hands were grabbed, he fell down and did not have enough time to retract, and directly struck the edge of the bathtub.

The pain came.

"Women, it's best to be obedient."

A vicious look appeared in Fu Huayong's eyes, as if the person who had ruthlessly pushed Ning Jin away wasn't him.

"It hurts, it hurts."

Ning Jin frowned, because of the extreme pain, both of her hands were trembling uncontrollably. She could not control himself as he tried to pull her hands away from Fu Huayong's hands, but his arms seemed to be broken.

As time passed, the water in the fish tank became more and more abundant, until it reached his chest, and the wound on his arm was directly submerged in the water.

"You, let me go, I beg you." Ning Jin compromised. As long as it didn't harm her, she could do anything.

But Fu Huayong only took a glance and did nothing.

No, she could not sit still and wait for death.

Hardening his heart, he spat out those words.

"Save me, save me …" "Mmm mmm."

Before he could finish the second ring, he covered his mouth.

"Do you want to die? Is it true that women like you are born cheap? "

The look in Fu Huayong's eyes was something that Ning Jin would never be able to forget for the rest of his life.

In the next second, his head was pressed into the fish tank.

"Ah, save me …" Ning Jin's head came out of the water and subconsciously shouted for help. What welcomed her was only water.

After being flooded who knows how many times, Ning Jin didn't have the slightest bit of strength.

From the time they were married until now, even though the two of them had clashed a little, there had not been any major problems.

Finally, Ning Jin collapsed against the water tank, his head facing up, his body floating up, the strap covering his wounds had unknowingly fallen apart, revealing his wounds.

Because of the gas immersion cannon, the wound became even more severe. The white unknown object was attached to the surface of the wound, connecting the edges of the wound with a white skin immersion.

"You bastard, I won't let you go. I won't let you go …" "Past you …"

Gradually, Ning Jin fainted from the pressure.

He opened his eyes again as the pungent disinfectant filled his nose. Joy flooded his heart.