Luo Qiao had just finished breakfast, and the moment Luo Zelan opened the door of the ward, she seemed to hear a noise outside.

She put down her chopsticks and wondered, "What's going on outside?" ”

Luo Zelan closed the door, the soundproofed door blocked all the noise outside, his expression was unwavering, and his voice was wrapped in coldness: "It's nothing, you heard it wrong." ”

Carrying a stool and sitting on the edge of the bed, he took an apple from the table and peeled it for her.

Luo Qiao looked at his fingers that were as white as cold jade, the man's movements were not hurried or slow, revealing a kind of leisure and elegance everywhere.

"I didn't tell Mom and Dad you were hurt."

Luo Qiao's gaze withdrew from his hand and nodded: "Well, so as not to worry them." ”

The ward was extremely quiet, faintly, there was still a sound coming from outside the door, Luo Qiao frowned, and couldn't help but glance at the door.

At this time, Luo Zelan handed her the peeled apple, interrupting her gaze to look outside: "Eat." ”

Luo Qiao took it and took a bite.

Luo Zelan took a tissue, wiped his hands, raised his eyes and glanced at her: "The variety show is suspended from recording, take care of your body during this time." ”

"Okay."

He took the remote control and turned on the TV in the ward, not too loud or small, just enough to cover up all the sounds outside.

……

When Luo Zelan went out again, the noise outside had stopped.

Only the blood stains splashed on the ground who did not know who had fought told of the existence of a fight.

The bodyguard walked over to him and whispered, "Young Master." ”

Luo Zelan looked cold: "He's gone?" ”

"Yes."

"Stay here these days, and don't allow anyone to disturb you."

"Yes, young master."

The corridor was quiet, Luo Zelan's eyes fell on the bodyguard's face, looking at his face blue and purple, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Does it hurt?" ”

Bodyguard: "......"

The bodyguard didn't speak, Luo Zelan retracted his gaze, sneered, and his tone was indistinguishable from joy and anger: "That kid is quite ruthless." ”

……

In the car, the assistant bought trauma medicine and came over, looked at the wound on Ming Siran's hand, frowned worriedly, and said, "Mr. Ming, I'll ask someone to treat the wound for you." ”

Ming Siran looked indifferent, didn't care, looked out the car window, and didn't say a word.

Except for the bleeding from the broken skin of the bone joints on his hands, which was a bit terrifying, there were no injuries on his body, but the man who had always been lazy and casual was indifferent at the moment, and there was an indescribable taste.

After looking at this private hospital for a while, Ming Siran withdrew his gaze, "Go and find out what happened on the shooting site on the day I left." ”

The assistant responded: "Okay, Mr. Ming." ”

……

In the dead of night, Luo Qiao closed her eyes and lay on the hospital bed, not sleeping peacefully.

Her brow furrowed, and fine sweat seeped from her forehead, wetting her hair.

In the dream, the room was dark, and the surrounding atmosphere seemed particularly oppressive.

Her hands and feet were tied, and she couldn't move.

Someone opened the door and walked in step by step, a hint of a crisp smell came to the tip of her nose, and the man stood still in front of her, his fingers falling between her eyebrows and eyes, and sliding down her eyelids.

Luo Qiao pursed her lips, feeling the taste like a poisonous snake crawling on her skin, and a layer of cold sweat couldn't help but ooze behind her.

With this movement, a low chuckle slipped over his ears, and he leaned closer to her, a low, gentle voice drilling into his ears.

He called her: "Pretty ......"

Luo Qiao's whole heart seemed to be clenched by a pair of big hands, she got up from the hospital bed suddenly, breathed heavily, her fingers trembled uncontrollably, she hurriedly reached out to press the switch, but she didn't know if the lights in the hospital were malfunctioning or what, no matter how she pressed it, it couldn't turn on.

It was so dark that even the lights in the hallway that were always on were out, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Luo Qiao's lips trembled slightly, and she couldn't make a sound.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, her voice hoarse: "Brother......"

No one paid attention to her, and the doctors and nurses were not there.

Luo Qiao stood in place, feeling the chill soaking up from his limbs, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

Just as the thought was passing through her mind, she suddenly heard a chuckle.

It was the familiar, man's chuckle......

Luo Qiao's pupils constricted, an extremely terrible thought occupied her mind, she wanted to leave, but her feet seemed to be stuck to the ground, and she couldn't move.

And just then, she heard footsteps, which overlapped with the nightmare, the man, who walked towards her step by step from the darkness.

The moonlight outside poured into the house through the window, and Luo Qiao looked at the figure standing not far in front of her, and trembled uncontrollably.

He had a beautiful jawline, and the upper half of his face was covered in shadows, and she couldn't see him clearly, but she could clearly feel his eyes falling on hers.

Immediately after, he curled his lips, and the beautiful flap of his lips curled up with malice, and he opened his thin lips lightly, and called her again.

"Pretty ......"

Luo Qiao kept shaking his head, and a layer of cold sweat oozed from his hands.

Despair whispered, "Go away...... Go away......"

Instead of doing what she wanted, the man walked towards her further.

His fingers, which were so white that there was no blemish, stretched out to her, he seemed to want to touch her face, smiled deeper, and whispered tactfully: "My pretty ......"

The sense of fear reached its peak in an instant, and Luo Qiao couldn't help but scream and sat up from the bed suddenly.

The room was quiet, the warm light in the corridor shone in, and the voice and breath belonging to the man disappeared.

Luo Qiao hadn't recovered from her fear, and hurriedly reached out to press the light, this time the light was turned on by her, and the surroundings instantly lit up.

However, the panic still couldn't be calmed, Luo Qiao hurriedly got off the hospital bed, raised her legs and ran out.

"Brother......

Her hair was scattered, her eyes were dazed, and her whole person was in a very wrong state, and she came to the door with messy steps and reached out to open it.

But I don't know what went wrong, I couldn't open it for a long time, she banged on the door hard, her brain was like being stirred by an iron rod, her temples hurt badly, she didn't want to be here alone at all, and opened the door with trembling fingers.

Finally pulled the door open, and as soon as she took a step, she instantly crashed into a chest.

The smell on the man's body was familiar, clean and good, and she raised her eyes in a daze.

Ming Siran came to the hospital late at night, just solved Luo Zelan's large group of bodyguards, and opened the door with a frown, wanting to see Luo Qiao, but as soon as he opened the door, a figure bumped into him.

He lowered his eyes, and suddenly met the woman's red eyes.

Ming Siran looked at the woman's appearance, her brows furrowed, "Pretty? ”

The voice of longing sounded in her ears like this, Luo Qiao couldn't control it anymore, and hugged him violently.