Chapter 134: Lingering

In the next few days, he ate and slept every day and beat Tang Cheng, and his small life was very corrupt.

is also extremely calm, Song Shinian also took the opportunity to raise a little turtle.

It's just that the boss doesn't come back for a long time, which makes people anxious.

However, she was blocked, on the phone, she was angry at the big guy at first for actually shooting her drunk video, and she was reluctant to take the initiative to contact him, and the big guy was a very inactive man, and the two lost contact for a few days.

When Song Shinian couldn't sit still and took the initiative to call the big guy, it showed that his mobile phone was turned off.

So Song Shinian took advantage of the thirteen beatings Tang Cheng to ask sideways while he was resting, but the result was not clear to him.

I can only wait.

Song Shinian was panicked, but he could still hold on.

Until late at night on the 13th day of the big guy's departure, Song Shinian was asleep when he was awakened by a huge roar.

She jumped out of bed and ran out of the door, and saw a helicopter hovering above the empty balcony garden, and the rope of the plane was hanging down, first a black figure in a black flight suit, followed by a tightly tied stretcher.

The man on the stretcher lay motionless, as if in a coma, shadowy in the night, but vaguely discernible familiar outlines.

Song Shinian was stunned.

The dark shadow on the stretcher...... Why do you look like a big guy?

It's just that the big guy was fine when he left, why did he come back and become such a miserable appearance?

He couldn't have really looked at dozens of gambling stones and then gave his life, right?

Song Shinian was about to die of anger, and the big guy really didn't listen to her persuasion.

She hurriedly ran over, and when she saw that it was really Yan Yu, she got closer, only to find that his face was pale and haggard, his originally shiny and cold face looked dull and dull at this time, and his thin lips were dry and peeling tightly.

He looked terminally ill.

The helicopter lowered the stretcher, circled overhead, and flew away.

Song Shinian hurriedly ran to the stretcher, looked at the big guy's unconscious and fragile appearance, and anxiously looked at the only black-clothed figure who got off the plane and said, "He, what's wrong with him?" Hurt? ”

The black shadow took off his helmet, shook off his waist-length hair, revealed a heroic face, and said neatly, "If you are still breathing, carry him into the house quickly." ”

It's actually a woman.

Song Shinian was shocked, but now that the situation is urgent, he doesn't have time to think about it.

As soon as the woman finished speaking, Thirteen stepped forward to pick up the man on the stretcher, walked into the room quickly, and laid him down on the bed steadily.

"Yan Yu, big guy?" Song Shinian nervously lay on the side of the bed and kept calling him.

"Don't scream, he's been in a coma for days." The strange curly-haired woman walked out as she spoke, "Have you eaten yet, I'm dying of hunger." ”

"Do you have any sympathy? He's hurt like this, and you're still thinking about eating? ”

Song Shinian was a little angry, and he didn't know if he was angry that Yan Yu didn't keep his promise, or if he was angry or something else, "You tell me what happened to him first?" When you leave, why is it like this when you come back? ”

The woman looked back at her in surprise, and suddenly gloated and smiled: "It was Ah Yu himself who said that as long as he came back, he would be fine, and I hurried him back without being deep." Why, don't let me, the life-saver, eat the food? ”

Ah Yu??

Song Shinian stared at this strange woman who was next to the big guy's house if no one was in and out, and he was in a terrible mood.