An Ming relaxed his tense mood for a while, his mind fell into darkness, and the perception around him disappeared.

Li Ruijue walked to the car with someone in his arms, and left with a quick step on the accelerator, An Ming's tongue was seriously injured and must be treated well, otherwise it will definitely leave trouble.

Damn, who hurt her? How could a woman from a small family provoke these people? At first glance, she looks like a practitioner.

If there is no accident, after dawn, An Ming and Zhao Tianqing will go rafting together, go to the mountains and rivers, and promote the warming and strengthening of feelings, but there is a problem at this juncture, and it is difficult to suspect whether it has anything to do with it.

If it has anything to do with it, it must be inseparable from Zhao Tianqing. Zhao Tianqing has always been capable, but he can't even protect his beloved, it's simply hateful.

It seems that a century has passed, looking at the person who has been asleep on the hospital bed for two days, Zhao Tianqing wants to wear his eyes, wants to go out of his body, rendezvous with An Ming's soul, and hug and comfort her who is thin.

Li Ruijue walked in with a black face, and when he saw Zhao Tianqing with a scruffy beard, he was angry, he walked over quickly and grabbed Zhao Tianqing's shirt fiercely: "Are all the hardships she suffered because of your understanding?

Zhao Tianqing held Li Ruijue's hand tightly: "You found out, who is the person who hurt her?"

Li Ruijue squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Who the fuck have you provoked recently?

Zhao Tianqing changed the recent events in his mind, and there was a slight difference in his eyes: "Are you talking about Linda?"

Li Ruijue exploded: "It's her, your brain is pumped, who can provoke and who can't, don't you know?"

Zhao Tianqing punched Li Ruijue in the face: "Do you still blame me? If you hadn't brought Linda over that day, she would have found An Ming? ”

Li Ruijue: "You are talking nonsense, you are beating a rake, it is obviously the trouble you provoked, you still fucking blame others?"

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"Water... Water... I want to drink water..."

The faint and sparse voice came clearly in the quarrel between the two, and the two unconsciously showed a smile on their faces, immediately let go of each other, and rushed to the hospital bed as soon as possible.

"An Ming, are you awake?"

"An Ming, how are you?"

An Ming opened her heavy eyelids and blinked at the two impressive faces, was she dreaming? But the pain on the tip of her tongue reminded her that this was not a dream, it was reality.

Why are they here? Where is she? The room was white, and on the opposite wall hung three paintings of tulips, each in a different form. There are a few pots of pothos on the windowsill, which are growing happily and the green is lovely.

Zhao Tianqing brought over a glass of water, with a straw in the cup, Li Ruijue shook the back of the bed and said, "Your tongue is seriously injured, and you can only eat some light diet for the time being, is there anything uncomfortable?"

An Ming shook her head to indicate that it was okay, she brought the water cup in Zhao Tianqing's hand, and drank a few sips gently, as soon as the water entered her mouth, the pain immediately came up, a hundred times the pain of Fang Cai.

Seeing An Ming frowning and taking two sips and putting down the cup, Zhao Tianqing said: "The wound will be more painful for the time being, and the healing time is slower than that of other wounds, fortunately, Rui Jue went in time, otherwise I don't know if this tongue is still there?"

How can a person be so cruel to himself? Is it with the determination to die?

An Ming pointed to her mouth, she couldn't speak for the time being, Li Ruijue picked up a notepad and a pen next to her and handed it to An Ming: "What can I write!"

An Ming wrote two lines: When will I be discharged from the hospital? Thank you!

Li Ruijue said: "The doctor said that you will have to recuperate for a few days for the time being, you can live in peace!"

An Ming wrote again: I want to go back to work!