There was a hand, holding a hammer, and nailed the steel bars into her chest little by little.

"Eori. ”

"Eori. ”

She whimpered, called him twice, and passed out.

Eori took off her coat, wrapped her around her, carefully held her in her arms, and walked to the car.

Ah Wan, who had been stunned for a long time, hurriedly followed.

Jiang Zhi looked back and glanced at him: "You stay." ”

The frightened Ah Wan: "Huh?"

Eori was concise and ordered: "Dispose of the blood on the ground, as well as the stone." ”

Ah Wan: "!"

Destroy the corpse, destroy the corpse, destroy the trace!

Ah Wan glanced at the 'corpse' in horror, as well as the 'murder weapon', and the 'evidence' of the murder scene, he trembled and stammered: "Old boss, I don't dare." ”

He's an eyewitness.

No, he can't be an accomplice.

"Boss, I'm afraid of going to jail......"

"People didn't die. Eori looked at him as if he was mentally retarded, "Idiot!"

Ah Wan: "......"

He was almost scared to death!

There was no hospital nearby, and Jiang Zhi didn't feel at ease to send Zhou Xufang to the hospital, so he took her to a traditional Chinese medicine clinic, and before nine o'clock, the clinic closed.

Jiang Zhi held Zhou Xufang with both hands, his head was covered with sweat, he directly kicked with his feet, kicked several times, and there was a squeak inside.

"Don't knock, no one. ”

Jiang Zhi continued to kick, kicking harder than the other.

The people inside got impatient and roared, "Tell you to stop knocking!"

"It's me, Eori. ”

In the clinic is an acquaintance, Xue Bingxue's teacher, an older single man who is middle-aged, and is about to enter old age.

The middle-aged single man was angry: "It's you who don't open the door!" The tone was extremely unhappy, "It's closed today, and I'll come back tomorrow." ”

Jiang Zhi continued to kick: "If you don't open the door again, Lao Tzu will set it on fire." ”

Damn boy!

Syllable!

The door was vigorously opened, and the middle-aged single man put on an elderly military coat, and his face was darker than carbon: "It's a big night, what are you doing!"

Ji Feifei, male, forty-nine years old, fifty-nine years old, sixty-nine years old, seventy-nine years old, seventy-nine years old, psychological age, he is a three-generation single 'old Chinese medicine'.

Xue Bingxue worshiped under his name and studied Chinese medicine.

Jiang Zhi hugged the person, bypassed him, and went in: "My girlfriend is injured, you can help her take a look." ”

Ji Feifei touched the few black and white hairs left on the top of his head, and glanced at the injured person: "Put her on the bed." ”

Jiang Zhi carefully put the person on the hospital bed where he was treated, pulled the bed quilt, and carefully covered it.

Ji Feifei yawned, dragging the pace of the 'old man', while looking: "What do you use to tie it?"

"Fountain pens. Jiang Zhi glared at him dissatisfiedly and urged, "You hurry up!"

Ji Feifei was also a big hit, and glanced at Jiang Zhi: "What's the hurry, the skin and flesh are slightly injured, and no one can die." After looking at the amount of bleeding, he rubbed his eyes, "You take off her clothes first." ”

After speaking, he wiped a handful of physiological tears that flowed out because he was too sleepy, and went to get the medicine with his slippers.

Jiang Zhi sat at the head of the bed, only tangled for a few seconds, reached out to untie Zhou Xufang's clothes, and just as her hand touched her neckline, she suddenly opened her eyes, and at the same time, grabbed his hand.

Awake?

She was still a little confused, and her eyes were glazed: "Are you going to take off my clothes?"

Jiang Zhi nodded, his face paler than Zhou Xufang: "You have to deal with the wound." ”

He pulled the zipper off her coat.

She immediately pressed his hand: "You can't take it off." The sloppy consciousness slowly returned, a little dehydrated, and her lips were dry, she licked it and said, "I'm fine." ”

Jiang Ori still has a feeling of falling in mid-air, unable to step on the real place, afraid, panicked, chaotic, and anxious and helpless.

Just now she was trembling, which made him still have palpitations, and at this moment, she was alive again, got up from the hospital bed where she was treated, stood on the ground, and jumped twice.

"Really, it's already good. Afraid that he wouldn't believe it, she continued to jump.

This guy is going to kill him.

Jiang Zhi's heart was still beating fast, he couldn't slow down, his face was even more ugly than hers, and his palms were still in a cold sweat, he dragged the person down: "Don't jump." Leaning over, picking her up, and putting her back on the bed, "I don't look at you, can you rub the medicine yourself?"

She didn't want him to see her wounds.

Then don't look at it.

Zhou Xufang was honest: "Okay." ”

Jiang Zhi was worried about her injury, his brows were furrowed, and he was very flustered, his temper was very bad, and he urged impatiently: "Is the medicine ready?"

Ji Feifei turned around and howled: "Urge, urge, what urge!" Picking up the medicine and bandages into the tray, he took a look at the injury, "Why haven't you taken off your clothes yet?"

Zhou Xufang could see that Jiang Zhi and the doctor knew each other, so he took the initiative to say hello: "Hello grandpa." ”

“……”

The death gaze from the middle-aged single man: "I'm forty-nine. ”

Zhou Xufang's expression management was very poor, and the expression of 'really, really, really, really, I can't believe it' was all written on his face, and he changed his mouth: "Hello, uncle." ”

Ji Feifei doesn't remember how many times he was called a grandfather by a young man in his thirties, and he was numb from ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, so he snorted and didn't care about the little girl: "Let's take medicine first." ”

She subconsciously zipped up her coat: "Can I take the medicine myself?"

This girl is very guarded,

It seems that the injury is not serious, and the eyes are panicked, more like being frightened.

Ji Feifei put down the tray and looked at the blood stains on the little girl's clothes: "The bleeding has stopped?"

"Well, stop. Zhou Xufang added, "The wound is small. ”

He put on his gloves, ignored the 'vicious' eyes of the guy next to the little girl, and pressed the acupuncture points around her wound: "Does it hurt?"

Zhou Xufang replied honestly: "It doesn't hurt." "Her wound should have healed almost, and she didn't feel anything when she pressed it.

"Raise your hands above your head. ”

She did so, raised her hand high, and moved in a circle twice.

Ji Feifei asked her again: "Is there any ink in the pen?"

"No, it's a very new fountain pen. ”

It didn't hurt the arteries, nor did it hurt the nerves, it was just a small injury to the flesh.

Look at someone in a hurry!

Ji Feifei rolled his eyes at Jiang Zhi: "First use this to clean the wound, then the powder, and finally the ointment." This is taken internally, three times a day. Pushing the medicine that way, he took off his gloves and threw them in the trash, yawning again, "Do it yourself, I'll go to bed, and help me close the door when I go." ”

Jiang Zhi didn't speak, still with a face that was owed 100 million.

Zhou Xufang replied: "Okay." And thanked, "Thank you, uncle." ”

Ji Feifei went upstairs with his slippers.

Jiang Zhi has been silent, looking at Zhou Xufang, there are a lot of things he wants to ask, but when the words come to his mouth, he can't ask again, afraid that she will cry, afraid that she will be like just now, like a near-death state, and she will not be able to get out of fear.

He closed the curtain: "I'm outside, something calls me." ”

The moment the curtains were all closed, she lowered her eyes and breathed heavily, and she could no longer hear those sounds in her ears, but her heart was still tight.

She sat still for a while, pulled down her clothes, the wound from the pen had begun to scab off, and it would be all right tomorrow, but she still used all the medicine.

Half an inch from the wound, there was a circular scar, and she covered it with her palm, rubbing it gently.

It turned out that it was nailed by steel bars.

She took a few deep breaths: "I'm fine." ”

Jiang Zhi pulled the curtain open, walked over, looked at her face, and her injured shoulder, her brows did not loosen at all, and her eyes were gloomy: "It's really good?"

She nodded, "Yes." Getting up from the bed, she moved her arm to show him, "It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't bleed anymore." ”

Eori pressed her shoulders and didn't let her move.

He could guess a little bit about her injuries.

She didn't say it, but she still had concerns.

He didn't ask, this girl's emotional intelligence was not good, and he couldn't see where his bottom line and tolerance for her were, stretched out his hand, and put his palm on her chest: "When you want to say it, tell me later." ”

It's not that I'm not curious, but I don't dare to ask, for fear that I will ask the wrong question and poke her wound. He was really afraid, afraid that she would cry like Fang Cai, and she would not be hysterical, just trembling like that, and he was so uncomfortable to see it.

"I'll send you home. He withdrew his hand.

Zhou Xufang immediately took his hand: "Jiang Zhi," she still had timid fear in her eyes, and begged in a low voice, "Can you take me back to your house?" I don't want to sleep alone tonight. ”

She was scared.

Jiang Zhi touched her head: "Okay." ”

She was silent all the way, holding his hand and not letting go, clenching tightly.

When he arrived at the Qingshan Mansion, he carried her upstairs, she was not shy, obediently hugged his neck, put her face in his arms, even if a passerby passed by, she moved away and kept drilling into him.

Jiang Zhi put her on the sofa: "I'll go get you clothes, you go wash first, don't get water on the wound." ”

"Good. ”

She was about to get up, but Jiang Zhi didn't let her, carried her to the bathroom, and stood at the door uncomfortably for a while, and only when the sound of water sounded, did he go to the cloakroom to get her clothes.

The phone on the table rang.

Jiang Ori took it.

It's Ah Wan: "Boss, Luo Changde has been sent to the hospital." Ah Wan gasped over there, "I'm not dead." ”

Eori asked, "Which hospital?"

Why?

Seeing that the person is not dead, do you want to mend the knife?

Ah Wan panicked, hesitated for a long time, and didn't dare to hide it, covered her mobile phone and replied quietly: "The Fifth People's Hospital." ”

Eori hummed, and there was no more to follow.

Ah Wan has, he has a lot of questions, the biggest one is: "Boss, that, that ......"

"Less spitting. ”

Tonight, the boss's tone was particularly creepy.

Ah Wan patted her chest and boldly: "I seem to hear you call that errand runner Xu Fang." At that time, he stood far away, his face unclear, "I must have heard it wrong, how could Miss Zhou be—" The lewd thief.

The conversation was interrupted.

Jiang Weaving's cold voice: "Keep your mouth shut for me, if you reveal this matter, whether intentionally or not, I will kill you." ”

“……”

Ah Wan trembled: "I don't dare to ......"

The mouth is weak, and the heart is galloping.

Groove groove groove!

Miss Zhou, who is high-spirited, kind-hearted, gentle and considerate, is actually a thief! Sure enough, a woman's heart is a needle under the sea!

Ah Wan covered her little heart, took a deep breath, and decided to say something nice to soothe the boss's frightened heart: "It turns out that Miss Zhou has taken a fancy to you so early." ”

He hadn't forgotten how the professional errand runner pressed the boss in the first place!

However, it's quite exciting.

A million words came to Ah Wan's mind: "I like your body and I also like you, love that starts from the flesh——"

"Toot Toot Toot Toot ......"

The phone was hung up!

Ah Wan looked up at the sky and sighed, feeling that the world still needs more love and respect.

Zhou Xufang was still washing, Jiang Zhi hung up Ah Wan's phone, sat for a while, and dialed another number.

"Jiang, Jiang Shao?"

It is the Sun Vice Hospital of the Fifth People's Hospital.

Eori walked to the balcony, glanced at the bathroom, and lowered his voice: "It's me." ”

Deputy Yuan Sun was flattered: "Is there anything wrong with you calling so late?"

When Jiang Zhi was eighteen years old, he also smoked and played, and he didn't remember why he quit, he didn't have any addiction, but he was upset at this time, and he actually hooked up his addiction to smoking. He flipped through the bag of marshmallows, opened it and threw it into his mouth: "There is something to bother Vice President Sun." ”

"Jiang Shao, just say. ”

He chewed the candy, but he didn't taste any sweetness: "Luo Changde recognizes?"

Vice President Sun hesitated for three seconds: "Recognize?"

Naturally recognized.

The Luo family is in the imperial capital, and it is also a family with a head and a face.

Jiang Zhi crumpled the sugar bag and threw it into the trash: "Don't get it killed, torture for a few more days." ”

Most of the hospitals in the imperial capital are the territory of the Jiang family.

It's easy to kill a person, and it's easy to make life worse than death.

Deputy Sun was shocked for a long time before replying: "I, I understand." ”

Just then, there was a click, and the bathroom door opened.

Zhou Xufang's eyes came out wet: "Jiang Weaving." Her hair was also washed and wrapped in a towel.

Jiang Zhi put the phone down: "Come here." ”

She wore a pair of pink slippers and walked up to him.

Not only the slippers, but also the towels, clothes, and toothbrushes and shower gel in the bathroom are all pink.

Jiang Zhi pulled her to sit on the sofa, scattered her hair, did not use a hair dryer, and patiently wiped her with a towel: "Did you get water from the wound?"

She lowered her head and showed the top of her head: "No." ”

Jiang Zhi put down the towel first, took the medicine prescribed by Ji Feifei, and put it in Zhou Xufang's hand, he got up and poured a cup of warm water: "Take the medicine first." ”

"Good. ”

Zhou Xufang obediently swallowed a few Chinese medicine pills.

After drinking the medicine, she put down the cup and pulled the clothes on her body to show Jiang Zhi: "Jiang Zhi, whose clothes are these?"

"Pink, who do you say you belong to?" he pulled her up and went to the cloakroom, the left side was his, and pointed to the right to show her, "It's all yours." ”

Clothes, shoes, everything, all in her favorite pink.

She was very happy, holding Jiang Zhi's arm and rubbing: "You are so amazing, you all know what size of clothes I wear." ”

Jiang Zhi laughed, went into the cloakroom and took a home knitted jacket and put it on for her: "Just hug it a few more times." Hands on her chest, buttoning her, "Is the underwear big?"

Zhou Xufang, who had a fever in an instant: "...... No. ”

She was embarrassed and stopped looking at him, her eyes looked away, and then she saw the pink wallpaper on an entire wall behind her, and a few pink rabbit dolls lying crookedly on the tatami mats on the balcony.

The cups on the cabinet, the pillows on the sofa, and the wind chimes on the entrance wall are all warm pink.

She was surprised: "It's so much pink." ”

Jiang Zhi's house was originally a cold and deserted ascetic style, so it was very girly.

Jiang Zhi led her to sit on the sofa, took a towel again, and continued to wipe her hair: "Do you like it or not?"

She nodded desperately, "When did you get it?"

"After going to your house," he said, "you're so deserted." ”

She hugged his waist and plunged into his arms, smiling like a well-fed cat: "Jiang Ori, you are so good." ”

He's not good.

He was only kind and kind to her.

Putting a towel over her head, he held her face, lowered his head and pecked at her face, one at a time, from the forehead to the chin, and finally the lips, and gently grinded: "Are you still afraid?"

She shook her head, her eyes bright: "I'm not afraid." ”

"Xu Fang. ”

"Hmm. ”

He was silent for a while, then hugged her tight, his voice so soft that he could barely hear it: "Tell me, who nailed you with steel bars?"

Nothing else can be asked, she can say what she wants.

This one doesn't work.

He couldn't forget how she was shivering with tears on the beach, and he didn't dare to think about what she looked like when her chest was nailed into the steel bar. He had never believed in empathy before, but now he does.

All the sufferings and sins she had suffered, he suffered all over again in his heart.

"I don't remember. She curled into his arms and whispered, "I was sold abroad as a child, and I don't remember anything before that." ”

She didn't remember who had nailed it, only the hammer, the rebar, and the fat hand in her blood-spattered sight.

I don't know why I suddenly remembered this, maybe it was because of the injury from the pen, or maybe it was because of Luo Changde's face that made her strange but extremely frightened.

"When I was a child," she said slowly, "I guess I was abused." ”

Therefore, she is afraid of many things, she is afraid of roses, fire, hammers, steel bars, and Luo Changde's face......

Jiang Zhi didn't speak, and the hand holding her was shaking slightly.

He hugged her very tightly, and she was almost out of breath, but still did not hide, lay her head on his shoulder, and babbled, "I'm fine now." ”

"I met you, and it's fine now. ”

"I don't remember it anymore and I won't be sad. ”

"I'm still lucky. ”

"Eori, don't be sad. ”

“……”

She put her hand on Eori's back, patted it gently, and coaxed it gently. The injuries left by stumbling and crawling were all suffered by her, and she was still comforting him, telling him not to be sad, to tell him not to feel distressed.

Eori buried her face in her shoulder, her eyes red.

This fool doesn't know resentment, he doesn't know hate, unlike him, he is so resentful that he wants to kill people, and wants to return the sins she has suffered a thousand times more, it doesn't matter if he kills people and sets fires, in this sinful world, he is not afraid of sin.

At night, Zhou Xufang dreamed, but he couldn't wake up and cried all the time.

"Xu Fang. ”

Jiang Zhi got up and turned on the light, knelt beside her, and called her: "Xu Fang." ”

"Eori. ”

"Eori. ”

She didn't wake up, her hands were struggling, and she called out to him with a slurred mouth.

"Eori. ”

"Eori. ”

He picked her up and kissed her all the time: "I'm here." ”

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. ”

"Spinning, don't cry. ”

"Don't cry. ”

“……”

Zhou Xufang didn't wake up, and he didn't see Jiang Zhi who was holding her in tears.

In the first half of the night, it rained, and in the second half of the night, the wind and rain stopped, and it was extraordinarily quiet, and the mobile phone on the cabinet suddenly vibrated suddenly.

The person in the quilt turned over and didn't want to care, but the phone rang endlessly, tirelessly.

Qiao Nanchu cursed and answered in annoyance: "Do you know what time it is?"

Three o'clock in the morning.

Jiang Zhi didn't feel sleepy at all, and the whole person was gloomy, like the sky outside the window: "Please help me if you have something." ”

Qiao Nanchu was irritable, turned on the light, and sat up: "Can't you look for me during the day?" was disturbed from sleep, and he had a very bad temper," he said. ”

Jiang Zhi's voice was low, a little hoarse: "Professional errand runner Z, no matter what means you use, help me investigate thoroughly, I want to know her past." ”

Through the phone, Qiao Nanchu could feel the low pressure over there.

This feeling, like eight years ago, when the child of the Luo family was gone, Jiang Zhi was like this, full of evil energy, no one could stop it, and went to the Luo family to set a fire.

Qiao Nanchu felt that something was wrong: "You give a reason." ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

"She is Zhou Xufang. ”

The cigarette that Qiao Nanchu had just touched fell: "Jiang Zhi," he felt incredible, "You have even been hiding from me for so long." ”

Jiang Weaving's reason was: "You are more or less a policeman." ”

"Are you afraid that I won't be able to catch her?"

He was noncommittal.

Qiao Nanchu scolded with a smile and said, "She was active abroad before, it's not easy to check, let me try it." ”

"Thank you. ”

Jiang Zhi rarely thanked him so seriously.

It's not for his daughter-in-law.

Qiao Nanchu laughed: "What kind of girlfriend did you find?" looks like a little girl who doesn't know the world, no one dares to see her, and she is still a frightening corner, he has been checking for a few years, and he hasn't caught his tail.

Jiang Ori, who was shameless, replied: "The best girlfriend in the world." ”

"Get out. ”

Qiao Nanchu hung up the phone.

Over there, Jiang Zhi went back to the bedroom lightly, lifted the quilt and lay down, and hugged the girl next to her into her arms, she slept unsteadily, and her brows were furrowed all the time.

He lowered his head and kissed her between his eyebrows: "In the future, I won't let people bully you." ”

Those who have given her a hard time, wait, one by one, he will count.