The car drove all the way out of the hospital and down the street.

When driving more than 2,000 meters, Song Youman turned the steering wheel, drove the car to the side of the road, and stepped on the brakes.

Due to inertia, she leaned forward, and then she took advantage of the situation and lay on the steering wheel.

There was car music in the car, the volume was very low, and the singing was soft and faint, occasionally mixed with the sound of a horn from the road.

"And you hold an umbrella and embrace me in your arms, and you are so cautious in your oath word by word...... Whether the love words are written are empty, and they are given away one stroke at a time...... When I think of the light hug under the umbrella that year, it is like lying on the bridge and having a dream, and after waking up from the dream, I fell down, and my body was shattered, and there was no trace of it......"

In the singing, Song Youman just lay motionless on the steering wheel until the song ended, and when a narration came, her shoulders trembled slightly.

The narrator is: Don't live like a joke like me.

His drunken "vine" made her take off all her guards, and in the end, it was like a joke.

…

At eleven o'clock in the night, Zhang Tezhu hurriedly appeared at the door of Han Jingnian's ward.

Pushing open the door, the hospital bed was empty.

Zhang Tezhu frowned, subconsciously went to the bathroom, and after not finding Han Jingnian's figure, he withdrew from Han Jingnian's ward and went to the ward next door for Xia Goodnight.

The door was ajar, Zhang Tezhu gently pushed, and saw Han Jingnian sitting on the side of the hospital bed at a glance.

He subconsciously opened his mouth, but before "Mr. Han" came out, he was choked back into his stomach by the man's sudden whispering.

"I'll never hurt you again......"

Zhang Tezhu stopped walking in, looked intently, and saw Han Jingnian's fingertips touching Xia Wanye's neck, although he couldn't see Han Jingnian's expression clearly, but he could feel that the emotions overflowing from the man's body were not the usual coldness, but distress and chagrin......

In just a short moment, Zhang Tezhu realized that he had inexplicably been forced into another big melon.

No wonder Mr. Han pinched his hands and dared to ...... The scar on Madame's neck was pinched by him.

No wonder before Mrs. woke up, Mr. Han didn't eat, drink or receive treatment...... He usually has a lonely and cold personality, but he is not so difficult, this time he made such a fuss, and invited Mrs. Han out, but it didn't help to make up for it...... After doing it for a long time, he was punishing himself in disguise......

In other words, if Mrs. doesn't wake up, Mr. Han will always toss herself so much?

Damn, what's that?

No one can hurt you, not even me, and I can't let you go easily?

What kind of distorted and perverted view of love is this!

"Something?"

Han Jingnian, who noticed that someone was intruding in the room, glanced back keenly.

Zhang Tezhu hurriedly nodded: "Yes, Mr. Han." ”

Han Jingnian didn't speak again, but carefully covered the quilt with the sleeping Xia Goodnight, and then got up and walked out of the ward.

Zhang Tezhu hurriedly followed.

After entering Han Jingnian's ward, Zhang Tezhu opened his mouth: "Mr. Han, I have done everything you ordered, the people who kidnapped you and your wife that night, all the old things they committed have been turned over and handed over to the police station, and it seems that they will be in prison for the rest of their lives." ”

"What's strange, though...... The police station received three old files of those people's crimes. ”

(Note 1: The song is called: A Taoist friend of mine; Note 2: The previous chapter accidentally copied and pasted a repeat paragraph, and there were 100 words missing, so add a more chapter to compensate, and there is an update at 0 o'clock! ）