Self-mutilating his hands and self-torture, this conclusion shocked Ji Momo. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info not long ago, she was fine, how could she not think about it so much, he didn't know. Unable to figure it out, he shouted anxiously, trying to wake up Xinlu. But I didn't want to, and there was no movement. After thinking about it, I decided to compress my heart and perform cardiac resuscitation. Thinking about it, he crossed his hands and slowly placed them on Xin Lu's chest. With both hands, squeezing the heart, Ji Momo could feel it, and the heart was beating strongly. After such repetition, Ji Momo's body was so tired that he broke out in a cold sweat, and he didn't see Xin Lu wake up. He squeezed his heart with both hands, and suddenly, Xin Lu woke up suddenly, without warning, which caught Ji Mo off guard.

Ji Momo was shocked and then rejoiced, finally his efforts were not in vain, and he was happy, Xin Lu suddenly became embarrassed, and roared, followed by a loud slap: "Pervert, while I am resting and sleeping, touch my chest, see if I don't teach you a good lesson." As he spoke, he was about to clench his fists and bombard up, Ji Momo had already practiced and reacted quickly, and he clenched his fist that had not yet become a momentum, with a look of surprise and annoyance: "Why do you think I eat your tofu." Don't worry, my daughter, I'm not interested in you, you're not my type, you're going to be amorous. Ji spoke silently, a little humorous, a little angry, which made it difficult for Xin Lu to hold on to her stubbornness.

She was silent for a while, trying to straighten her clothes, only to find that her hands were badly injured and had already broken her muscles and bones. At first, I didn't realize it, but now I feel the pain in my bone marrow. Xin Lu's face twitched in pain, Ji Mo looked at it in his eyes, and he asked with concern, "Miss, do you need help?"

Xin Lu endured the pain, slowly got up, and slowly walked outside the fruit forest.

Ji Momo's body was weak, sweating all over, and he also walked outside the fruit forest.

The two walked one after the other, walking like babies and stumbling.

I don't know when, the two dragged their tired and weak bodies out of the fruit forest. The security guard of the welfare home on patrol happened to meet him and quickly notified the infirmary and sent someone over. Ji Momo and Xin Lu saw that someone was around, and immediately collapsed. Ji silently fainted to the ground, and Xin Lu lay on the ground, looking up and gasping.

In the ward of the infirmary, Ji Momo and Xin Lu were resting in one bed. Ji Momo just took the medicine to sleep peacefully and slept peacefully. Xin Lu was lying on another bed, her hands wrapped around medical bandages, exaggerating the extent of her injuries. The dean stood in front of the door of the ward, looked at the two people who donated lovely, looked worried, and asked the doctor: "Lao Li, tell me, there is nothing wrong with them." If something happens here, how can I explain it to the South China Group? ”

The doctor said peacefully: "Don't worry, dean, they are all doing well. Miss Xin only injured her muscles and bones, and she could heal after a week of cultivation. That Xiao Ji, just weak and a little feverish, I have already taken antipyretic, anti-inflammatory and calming medicines, you can sleep well, you don't have to worry. ”

The dean was also acceptable to the doctor's explanation, and she stood in front of the ward for a moment before leaving with confidence.

Ji Momo and Xin Lu are resting.

Peng Tan and Wen Xin walked out of the Thai restaurant intimately, and the two got into the car and walked towards the community where Wen Xin lived, without saying a word all the way. When he got home, Peng Tan helped Wenxin pack his luggage and take care of the follow-up. Wen Xin was locked in the bedroom alone, sorting out his clothes and tidying up his mind. She was thinking, the mission has entered the second stage, and Du Cheng's trust has been obtained, so do I still need to be with Peng Tan? This question has been lingering, and I don't know the answer. She sat in front of the bed and looked at the whitened photo on her duffel bag, tears streaming down her face. (To be continued.) )