Chapter 163: It's not over yet

Fu Shaoyang asked the driver to drive the car to the hospital, Ye Wenwen heard this sentence and turned his head to look at him: "No need, just go back and apply ice to it." ”

She didn't know that her face had been cut, and she thought it was just a swollen beating.

"No, go to the hospital!" Fu Shaoyang dismissed her opinion expressionlessly, and hugged her for a long time without speaking.

But Ye Wenwen could feel that at this moment, his muscles were tense, his breathing was heavy, and he sprayed hot on his neck, a little hot and a little numb.

His whole body seems to be on the verge of exploding, is this angry? Or are you worried?

Ye Wen'an was angry in the bottom of his heart, and there was a strange feeling.

She put her arms around the man's waist, "I'm actually fine, don't worry......"

Fu Shaoyang's anger was not calmed down, but became even more angry because of her words, "Isn't it a big deal that your face is scratched?" If I had found out later, you wouldn't know how you'd die now! ”

Until now, he was still haunted by Ye Wenwen's injury.

Right under his nose, those people dared to touch her, it was simply dead.

"Scratched face?" Ye Wenwen was taken aback, "Really? My face is scratched? She subconsciously wanted to touch it, but before she could touch her skin, she was stopped by Fu Shaoyang.

"Don't touch it, there is a wound on your face, beware of infection." He held back his anger and said in a deep voice, wondering in his heart whether that Lu Shiying deliberately scratched her face.

Ye Wenwen really didn't touch it again, but got up from his arms: "What about the mirror?" There are no mirrors, I want to see! ”

No matter how you say it, she is a girl, and she loves beauty in her bones, for fear that she will really be scratched and her face will be disfigured.

Where do the mirrors come from in the car?

All that's there is is glass on the windows.

But it's night, and only a vague figure can be seen on the glass, where can I see the wound on my face?

At this time, Ye Wenwen no longer objected to Fu Shaoyang's proposal to go to the hospital.

When she arrived at the hospital, she immediately ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror, and first saw a red and swollen face comparable to a pig's head, which was miserable enough.

As a result, the swollen face was covered with a blood stain of about three centimeters.

Ye Wenwen gasped, and her heart soared with anger, this Lu Shiying was so vicious that she just slapped her in the face, and even scratched out such a long blood mark.

Fu Shaoyang walked over, saw her pursing her lips with an aggrieved look, and hugged her into his arms: "Don't look at it." ”

"Will it be scarred and disfigured?" Ye Wenwen sniffed and asked softly.

Fu Shaoyang frowned and took her out of the sink, "No!" ”

If such a small injury is scarred, then his doctor here can go home and farm.

His voice was full of certainty, with a reassuring flavor, and Ye Wenwen's worries were magically soothed.

"I won't just forget this matter today, I'll remember it for you, Lu Shiying can't run away." Fu Shaoyang squinted his eyes, his expression was dangerous and cold.

"Not done yet?" Ye Wenwen looked at him in surprise.

She didn't forget that after Fu Shaoyang came, Lu Shiying was kicked and vomited blood on the spot, and she took the medicine later.

The friends around her have all run away at this time, and Lu Shiying is probably not having a good time now.

"Of course it's not over, don't worry, this justice, I've decided it for you!" Fu Shaoyang sighed lightly, which was a promise and a guarantee.