Text: Chapter 8

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Bo Yuzheng pushed the door in, and saw that the caretaker was feeding Yisheng porridge, so he walked over and took the porridge bowl from the caretaker's hand.

Yisheng took the spoon he fed to his lips and slowly drank the porridge, his face still couldn't help but blush slightly.

The injuries on her body have been taken care of with the most careful care, and they are almost better, but above these ten fingers, they are still fixed with a splint, and they can't use their strength, and there is no way to take care of themselves in many things.

He was still very busy, and the non-stop ringing phone and snowflake telegrams were waiting for him to deal with every day, and if he was far away, he would need more trouble than before, and he should have set off to return, but he still couldn't rest assured of her.

However, even in the same small building, he didn't have much time to be with her, and there were too many things waiting for him to deal with.

And since he said those words to her that day, he has taken care of her so well that he couldn't have taken care of her better, but he hasn't pressed her step by step, and there are no sweet words and intimate movements, he is really giving her time, waiting for her.

Only once in a while, he would come to see her, and when he saw the caretaker feeding her, he would take it and do it himself.

At first, she was extremely embarrassed, but his gestures made people feel so deserved, his movements were smooth and meticulous, and there was a frank and natural look between her eyebrows, which made her feel that if she was cowardly, she would not be too hypocritical.

The doctor said that her body was too weak to withstand the fatigue of the journey, and she did not want her father to see that she was injured now, so she stayed in this small building in Hangzhou to recuperate.

She still remembers that when she dialed the phone to go home, Aunt Ling's words were obviously cold, "There's no need, your father has only fully sobered up in the past two days, I hid it from him, I want to wait for your brother to rescue you and then tell him, since you are okay now, it's best, but like you said, come back when the injury is completely healed, your father doesn't know, he is old, he has just had surgery not long ago, and he can't stand the toss." ”

Seeing that she was a little absent-minded, he drank the small half bowl of porridge, put down the porridge bowl, and naturally brushed away the few strands of broken hair covering her eyes on her forehead, "What are you thinking?"

She shook her head and didn't speak.

He paused for a moment and spoke, "Song Wanhua's father has been looking for you, and he has been coming to Hangzhou for two days, do you want to see him? If you want, I can arrange for you to meet Song Wanhua." ”

There was a slight shock and hesitation in her eyes, in fact, since she came out of the army prison, she had never let go of Song Wanhua in her heart, and she knew too well what kind of treatment she would receive.

She recalled the obscene hands in the Shanghai prison, kneading her face like a poisonous snake, and sliding down her neck even more recklessly, trying to drill into her clothes.

Her hands were bound and she couldn't move, and in her anger and shame, she turned her head and opened her mouth to bite the beast's ear, refusing to let go even if her mouth was full of blood.

When the man howled and broke away from her, he was furious, and with a few lashes of whip he pulled down, grabbed her by the collar and tore it open to both sides.

But suddenly, someone outside the door exclaimed, "Crazy Yan, don't you stop quickly, do you know who this woman is?" She is Ji Muhuan's sister-in-law, don't you want to die?"

The madman Yan was obviously startled, and although he said, "This person is going to be sent to the army prison, does he still have the life to come out alive?" but in the end, he didn't dare to touch her again.

When she arrived in Hangzhou, the army prison, that was the real torture, but fortunately, she didn't last long.

When the ten fingers of her hands were put on the clamps, the pain in her heart finally made her unbearable and fainted, and when she woke up again, she was already lying in a clean and spacious cell, and the injuries on her body were well cared for.

In this nightmare, her luck is not bad after all, but Wanhua may not be able to have this opportunity.

When she met her, she was already wounded, and under torture, now she doesn't know what she is going to be tortured into, and whether she can still hold it?

But although Yisheng is worried, she knows Bo Yuzheng's situation very well, she herself has personally experienced the scene of the prison robbery, and rescuing herself has caused him a lot of trouble, not to mention that Song Wanhua is an out-and-out *** person.

So even though she has been pressing this big stone heavily in her heart, she has never restrained herself, not showing anything in front of him, let alone making some impossible requests to embarrass him.

It's just that she didn't expect that he would know her thoughts.

She looked him in the eye, took her breath, and said with some caution in her voice, "Is that okay?

He looked at her like this, in this world, where is there anything worth embarrassing?

He didn't hide it from her, "Yisheng, Song Wanhua is ** after all, and let go of Mu Yunen, the evidence is conclusive, and she herself confessed, I can let you see her, but I can't save her." ”

She looked at him and nodded slightly, "I know, thank you, Shaozhi." ”

Song Hanlin came to the small building where she lived the next morning, and Yisheng let the caretaker freshen up and dress her up, and waited quietly in the room.

When Qi Jianzhao knocked on the door with Song Hanlin and came in, she saw that Song Hanlin seemed to be dozens of years old, her heart was sour, she called "Uncle Song", and got up to greet her.

Song Hanlin looked at her ten fingers wrapped in gauze, trembled, and turned his head uncontrollably.

Yisheng knew that he must have thought of his baby daughter from her injuries, at this moment, she was safe and sound, but Wanhua was still in prison and her future was uncertain.

Qi Jianzhao opened his mouth and said: "The car has been prepared, and the army prison has also been greeted, Miss Sheng and Mr. Song can go over at any time if they want to." ”

When Song Hanlin heard this, he asked anxiously: "Xiao Sheng, just go over now, okay?"

Yisheng then turned his eyes to look at Qi Jianzhao, "Mr. Qi, is it okay?"

"Of course," Qi Jianzhao said, "Miss Sheng just calls me by my name, we have met in France." ”

Qi Jianzhao understood very well in his heart, this Miss Sheng must be unusual in the young marshal's mind, and after seeing how the young marshal treated her during this time, it became even clearer that the person in front of him was likely to be the future young lady, and he only needed to tell him everything, where would it be her turn to ask him so politely?

Yisheng saw that Qi Jianzhao made a gesture of please, and led the way in front with a few thoughtful courtesies.

She actually couldn't remember that she had seen him in France, and after thinking about it, maybe it was outside the Ritz Hotel that time, probably he took herself and Song Wanhua to see Bo Yuzheng.

But at that time, her mind was in turmoil, too many things really didn't leave any impression in her mind, the only thing she remembered was Bo Yuzheng, sitting on the single sofa, her posture was calm and steady, and someone brought water to wash her face.

At this moment, Qi Jianzhao was leading the way in front, and she couldn't make a sound, so she could only follow him all the way downstairs, he personally opened the car door for them, and she sat in the passenger cab.

"Go to the Army Prison and drive slowly, Miss Sheng has injuries on her body. ”

Qi Jianzhao faced the driver and repeated the words that Bo Yuzheng had explained early in the morning.