Mengjun hadn't woken up yet, she had been frightened so much, and she was fighting to the death with such a group of people just now, her physical strength must have been too exhausted. Du Mingfeng, www.biquge.info of Pen Fun Pavilion, knew that he had to send her to the hospital quickly, and the wounds on his body also needed to be treated, but he tried to stand several times, but he was stunned to no avail.

Du Mingfeng became even more flustered, and he hugged Mengjun's soft body tighter, hoping to get a trace of strength from her. But he failed, and the more he hugged her tighter, the more frightened he became. There was a nameless fear that seemed to have been ingrained in his heart with the arrival of Mu Xingchen's man. It was this sense of inferiority and fear brought to him by Mu Xingchen, as well as the unwillingness to be robbed of his love as a man, that prompted him to do a lot of ridiculous things that he regretted later. While these things deeply hurt Mengjun, they also deeply hurt himself.

I don't know how long it took for the snack bar to slowly come over. It is estimated that he dared to come out slowly when he saw that the gunsmoke and blood outside had finally dissipated, and he saw Du Mingfeng quietly and so sadly hugging the girl. So they all came over to help and called a taxi for them.

When I arrived at the hospital, as soon as I got out of the car, Mengjun woke up.

"Brother Mingfeng, where are we?" When he opened his eyes and finally saw his relatives, Mengjun's heart that had always been hanging was put down.

"I've brought you to the hospital. You just fainted. Du Mingfeng caressed her face lovingly. Remembering that she had been tightly held in his arms by the black-bellied and domineering man just now, he had a very complicated emotion in his heart.

"Oh." Mengjun responded softly, and couldn't help but lower his head to check his up and down in detail, did that black-bellied man just let himself and Brother Mingfeng go? Is he really that kind?

"Mengjun, let's go, let's go register, it's past eleven o'clock, there should only be an emergency number." Du Mingfeng took Mengjun's hand and walked towards the registration room.

After a simple inspection, Mengjun was fine, just now he was indeed a little frightened and overdrawn. And Du Mingfeng's wound is not deep, it seems that when Mu Xingchen made a move, his subordinates were merciful.

In this way, a total of more than 300 yuan was spent, but fortunately, Du Mingfeng just issued a bonus of more than 500 yuan today.

"Mengjun, are you hungry? Let's go eat! Du Mingfeng put the 200 yuan into his pocket, and felt a little distressed about the more than 300 yuan spent on medical expenses. It's really a plan that can't keep up with the changes, and this money was originally going to buy a new dress for Mengjun. It will be her birthday in just over half a month.

Du Mingfeng's family is relatively poor, and his mother has been sick for a long time, so she retires from illness and can't get much pension every month. Father and Mengjun's father are in a unit, both teach in middle school, the two of them are classmates, they are very good when they go to school, and after they get married, they both live in the house divided by the school, and they have lived for more than 20 years. It is also this layer of relationship that provides him and Mengjun with a lot of fertile ground for developing their relationship. Although my father's salary is quite a lot, after paying my mother's medical expenses, there is not much left, plus the daily expenses and the tuition fees of their siblings, it is really a bit of a stretch to make ends meet. Over the years, Mengjun's father has secretly helped them.

When Du Mingfeng was still young, he regarded Mengjun's father as his savior, and Mengjun was the goddess in his mind. When he graduated from high school, he gave up college. Because he saw his father's increasingly rickety back, he couldn't bear to let his father bear the burden of life alone.

Besides, he owes so much to the Zhuo family, so how will he, the future son-in-law, face the people of the Zhuo family. Mengjun's father doesn't matter, Uncle Zhuo has liked him very much since he was a child, and decided that he would be his son-in-law, and every time he helped them, he was willing not to ask for anything in return. But Mengjun's mother can't do it, it's a tricky woman, every time he goes to Mengjun, he is very scared to face her, especially her sharp eyes, as if she wants to pierce a few holes all over his body before he stops. She is Mengjun's stepmother, and he doesn't plan to have anything to do with this woman.

He came out to work at the age of eighteen, just to reduce the burden on the family and not to owe so much to the Zhuo family; The second is also to save more money, so that Mengjun can marry early in the future. He got up early and worked hard, worked hard, and endured many hardships that his peers did not endure. Whenever he can't support it, he will think about the happy life with Mengjun in the future, and his whole body will add infinite strength. He has now saved 50,000 yuan, which should be about the same amount to cover his sister and Mengjun's college tuition.

Mengjun has been very sensible since he fell in love with him, and never let him spend money to give her things. But this year was different, it was her eighteenth birthday, and he had to give her something decent. But in this way, the beautiful dress has to be postponed, and he has to work a few more shifts.

"Alas—it's a good thing Dad is on duty at school today, otherwise he would have been worried if I hadn't returned so late." Mengjun swept his messy hair and said, anyway, his stepmother won't care about him. Mengjun never imagined that a disaster was sweeping towards her family.