Murong Xu cheered up, met Huo Xiao's gaze without fear, and said provocatively: "Oh? Waiting for you to give away the head? ”

Bo Yijue jumped up first: "Sheng Xuxu, I warn you, don't be too complacent, you'd better not fall into my hands, otherwise I will definitely let you survive and not die!" ”

Bo Qing was all when he farted, and went out without looking back with Murong in his arms.

Out of the gate of the Fanhua Hotel, as soon as the wind blew, Murong Xuxu launched a high fever.

In the carriage, Murong was lying on his stomach in Bo Qing's arms, his whole body was hot and scary, and he closed his eyes and called "brother" and "brother" over and over again

Bo Qing has mixed feelings in his heart.

What kind of obsession is this, so that she keeps calling him over and over again when she is unconscious.

I don't know what she saw when she was unconscious, and suddenly hugged Bo Qing and cried quietly.

"Brother...... Why? Why did you leave me? ”

She cried as if she had been abandoned by the whole world, helpless and desperate.

Bo Qing was choked by her crying, and reached out and touched her forehead.

It's scary.

Sure enough, it was burned.

"Speed up to the hospital!" Bo Qing ordered the driver with a cold face.

The black Bentley, escorted by a convoy of Mercedes Benzes, roared into Bo's largest hospital.

It was already three o'clock in the middle of the night when Murong Xuxu was transferred from the emergency room to the VIP ward.

Murong Xuxu was sleeping in the bedroom, and Bo Qing was talking on the phone on the terrace.

Huo Xiao and Bo Yijue were blocked in the presidential suite of the Fanhua Hotel and beaten half to death, and the Bo family and the Huo family were shaken.

The main leaders of the two famous big families in the imperial capital held Bo Qing accountable and asked him to deal with Murong Xuyan, ignoring Bo Qing.

In the middle of the night, the old man couldn't sleep angrily, and he scolded Bo Qing on the phone, and he trained for more than half an hour, until he was tired of scolding, and his tone eased a little.

"Bo Qing, I know, the Sheng family kid saved your life back then, and when he died, you promised him that he would take good care of that girl, but that girl is really outrageous, how many messes have you dealt with for her inside and out over the years? If you owe the Sheng family boy, it should be enough, listen to my advice, don't deal with that girl anymore, she will ruin your ......"

Bo Qing returned to the bedroom of the VIP ward, stood in front of the bed, and looked at the sleeping Murong Lifelike on the bed without saying a word.

She didn't sleep well, she even slept with a tight frown, her lips pursed, and she whispered some broken syllables.

After listening intently for a long time, she realized that she was calling her brother again.

Bo Qing suddenly felt like he had eaten a pound of Coptis chinensis, and his heart was full of bitterness.

She is like this now, how can he ruthlessly leave her and ignore her!

When Murong Xuxu woke up, it was already dawn, and the young lady in the beige color nurse uniform was changing her dressing.

Once born and twice cooked, and seeing these strange people again, Murong was extremely calm.

After the nurse finished changing the medicine, she looked back and saw Murong Xuxu looking at her without blinking, she was immediately startled, and hurriedly pulled out a smile and greeted her cordially

"Miss Sheng, how do you feel when you wake up?"

"Headache!"

Murong Xu rubbed his cracking head, and propped up the bed with both hands to sit up.

The nurse was busy shaking the front half of the bed.

Murong Xuxu closed his eyes and slowed down, and pulled off the needle on the back of his hand, and a cluster of fine blood splashed on the quilt.

The nurse was taken aback: "Miss Sheng, what are you doing here?" ”

Murong Xu frowned, and said with a look of disgust: "It's uncomfortable." ”

The transparent tube always reminded her of the witch doctors who abused the captives.