Yao Rong turned his body over and wiped it, seeing the wound on his back, the towel in her hand fell on the bed, her hands trembled a few times, and she wanted to touch it but didn't dare to touch it.

"Is this a burn?" she looked at his broad back, which seemed to be fresh.

There was a large area of burns on it, although there was medicine, but ....

Yao Rong recalled that today, when he was fighting, he obviously pulled the wound, plus he was shot, and it rained, so the injury on his back recurred.

"You stupid, are you still strong = traitor?, is there anything like you?" Yao Rong bit his lip and stood up.

She rummaged through the ointments, and the antipyretics, anti-inflammatories, all in front of her.

After re-medicating him, Yao Rong sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Zhuo Song's figure, she had mixed feelings, leaning on one side, and a strange feeling hit her.

"I don't know you, why do you want to save me, and still hurt like this?" Yao Rong muttered.

After asking herself for so many years, she didn't know that anyone else could do this to her.

A stranger is a stranger!

"Shhh Zhuo Song moaned in a low voice, obviously caused by a high fever, very uncomfortable, he moved, his whole body hurt, he muttered in his mouth, "Be careful." ”

In his sleep, it seems that he is still fighting, and the bloody scenes never stop.

Yao Rong was napping just now, and when she heard his voice, she opened her eyes and touched his forehead, she stood up and took a fever patch and pasted it on him.

Zhuo Song felt someone approaching, and he reached out to grab her wrist and sat up violently.

"Who?" he said in a deep voice, opening his eyes to look at her.

Seeing Yao Rong's appearance clearly, he fell heavily on the bed and continued to fall into a coma.

Yao Rong looked at the wrist that had been buckled by him, and suddenly became curious about Zhuo Song, what kind of man would be in a coma and still remain awake.

Yao's Group

At half past eight in the evening, Yao Shengming returned from a meeting at the International Hotel and walked towards the office with the contract.

The secretary was working overtime, and when she saw him coming back, she hurriedly made a cup of coffee and brought it to her.

"Mr. Yao, Miss Yao came to you in the morning, as if she was in a hurry. The secretary said.

Yao Shengming turned around suddenly, grabbed his coat tightly with his hand, and asked in a deep voice, "Did she say anything?"

"Not really, it seems to be in a hurry. The secretary said.

Yao Shengming threw the contract into the drawer lock, turned around and bumped into the secretary, the coffee spilled on his body, and he didn't feel any pain, he took his mobile phone to call her.

only to find that his mobile phone was actually out of battery, and he took the landline to call her.

"I'm sorry, but the phone you are calling is off. ”

He hurried out, fists clenched.

"Rongrong, what's wrong?" he said in a deep voice.

At this time, his assistant came back and said when he met him: "Young master, Miss today has come to look for you, and I have been looking for her afterwards, but I have found that I have not been able to contact her. ”

Yao Shengming listened, reaching out and snatching the assistant's mobile phone.

"Lend it to me. He said, continued to play with his mobile phone, and drove towards Yao Rong's residence.

In the process, he called Gu Chuyan's mobile phone, but Xiao Mohan answered it.

"She slept, Yao Rong was not there. Xiao Mohan took her mobile phone away and said to Yao Shengming.

"Good. Yao Shengming said before hanging up the phone.

Yao Rong grew up, even if he encountered big trouble, he would not take the initiative to look for him. It's rare for her to take the initiative to find him today, damn it, her phone ran out of battery during a meeting, and she missed the opportunity.

"Rong poor, no matter what happens, you must wait for me. Yao Shengming said in a deep voice.

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