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β€œβ€¦ Then I'll also explain the real reason why I hired you. ΡˆΡ‰Ρˆ.(vii) (ix) x.S.сом The update is so fast. ”

Ya Chen didn't plan to tell Ghost Butterfly this, but a voice in his heart kept telling him, telling her that it was okay.

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Ghost Butterfly looked at Ya Chen, her expression was flat, and she didn't have the enthusiasm and other emotions that were eager to know the answer.

"Two weeks ago, I had an accident that caused serious injuries, but I put it down. You're the only one I've ever told you. ”

Ya Chen was used to the indifference of the ghost butterfly, so he didn't hesitate to say it.

"Yes."

Ghost Butterfly nodded, thinking in her heart.

After all, he is a rich kid, and his skills should be very good, that is, because of this accident, he can't protect himself well.

"As for so many people chasing me, I guess it was the mastermind of the accident who initiated it."

Ya Chen quickly connected the clues, his eyes were wise and calm.

"Did you see anyone else?"

Ghost Butterfly also began to think, because this series of things was also aimed at her, from Lin Pan's intentional hiring to the ambush of the little boy, everything seemed to be designed, leading her to the only result.

"Yes, I saw a red-haired woman, but she didn't kill me, she just checked to see if I was still alive."

Ya Chen was almost unconscious at that time, but a few words in the sentence he said caught the attention of Ghost Butterfly.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Oh......"

Ghost Butterfly took a deep breath and masked all thoughts and expressions.

Redhead 'female' ............

This man is...'female' king!

She wants to kill herself? What is the rationale?

What the master said was indeed right, it was time to find an opportunity to leave this organization.

It's too dangerous to be under someone who wants to kill you...

"They're coming, let's find one for you to treat your wounds first."

Ya Chen heard the sound of the plane's propellers and looked up at the sky, his afterglow staggering on the burn marks of the ghost butterfly.

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Ghost Butterfly didn't answer, and Ya Chen acquiesced to her.

Only the ghost butterfly himself knows.

Her body is different from ordinary people, and her recovery ability is super strong, and these injuries will be healed in a day or two, but in order to make Ya Chen not think that she is an anomaly, it is not good to say it.

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Ya Chen took the ghost butterfly to his 'private' house.

The house is big and beautiful, but when you enter it, you find that it is very rustic, there is no luxury and wealth cheesiness, and there are some casual and simple elements in it.

"The 'medicine' is here, apply it once in the morning, noon and evening, and it will be fine soon."

Ya Chen took out a few 'medicated' ointments from the cabinet and handed them to the ghost butterfly.

The tone is no longer formulaic and mechanical, but relaxed and ordinary.

"Yes."

Devil Butterfly took the 'medicated' ointment and prepared to receive it in the bag.

"You have to apply it now, or the wound will become infected."

Ya Chen grabbed Ghost Butterfly's hand and asked her to stop this action of receiving 'medicine'.

"Oh."

Without leaving a trace, the butterfly withdrew her hand, sat on a stool on the side, and began to apply the ointment to her arm.

This process is very decisive, that is, it is to wipe it quickly, regardless of the amount of force, there is no action at all to approach the wound carefully, and apply it gently and slowly.

"According to your method, you will die of pain before you are infected and die."

Ya Chen felt pain when he looked at the ghost butterfly Tu, especially when he pressed hard, some blood overflowed from the wound and flowed on the snow-white arm.

"It doesn't hurt."

Ghost Butterfly easily finished painting one arm and was ready to start painting the other with one hand.

β€œβ€¦ How can there be a person like you who does not cherish himself. Bring. I'll paint it on you. ”

Ya Chen approached the ghost butterfly, he really couldn't stand the ghost butterfly's non-self-loving attitude, the attitude was very tough, and he couldn't refuse.

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((‡▽′) Thanks to the local tyrant for the reward, angry more chapter P.)