"I'm sorry to scare you." Ye Ziming said apologetically.

"No, it's fine." Milan looked away from the brand, slowly untied the gauze, and applied ointment to Ye Ziming.

Her hands shook slightly.

She now believes in Wu Ling'er's words even more, and Ye Ziming is an underworld figure, and there is no doubt about it. How can ordinary people have such a scary imprint.

And, the appearance of the brand made Ye Ziming's thoughts return to the prison~~~

"Boy, how did you get in?"

"Take the blame for others."

"Hahaha! Those who come here are either framed or blamed for being blamed, and they are all fucking good people. Less nonsense, want to live or want to die? ”

"I want to live."

"Want to live? Take the money! ”

"No money."

"No money? Then you're still alive. Come! Soldering iron waiting! ”

“……”

Entering the death row prisoner means that you are ruined, and if you don't take out 108,000 yuan, you will enjoy 18 brands.

This is the rule of death row inmates.

No one wants to taste a soldering iron.

The vicious Huang Yong knew that Ye Ziming had no money, so he managed to transfer him to death row.

After undergoing eighteen burns, Ye Ziming won the title of tough guy in Ningcheng Prison.

After the old man learned of this, he deliberately found the prison warden and transferred Ye Ziming to his separate number, and Ye Ziming had a reborn experience from then on.

"Brother Ye, what are you thinking?"

"Oh, it's fine." Ye Ziming came back to his senses, only to find that the other party had already finished changing the medicine for himself.

Soon, it was dark.

Wu Ling'er called, "Lanzi, I just joined the criminal police team and am going to participate in a fully closed training. From today onwards, I won't be able to go back to accompany you for the time being. ”

"You're alone, you have to pay special attention to safety. Pay special attention to Ye Ziming's pervert, don't let him know where you live. ”

"In order to trick you into bed, he used a lot of extras and invested too much. Where there is effort, there is a return, and he will definitely repay it now. ”

"He won't give up without getting you to bed."

"You have to take with you the dagger I gave you, if he dares to force you, you will cut him..."

Wu Linger was tireless on the phone, she was really worried about Milan.

Milan is her only best friend, and she can't let her best friend suffer.

Milan was speechless.

If Wu Ling'er knew that Ye Ziming was in this house at this time, he was lying on the bed in the bedroom, and he didn't know what he would think.

"Lanzi, you answer, did you hear what I said to you?"

"Oh, I see."

After hanging up the phone, Milan suddenly became a little scared.

It's too inappropriate for a strange man to live in the same house with him.

What to do?

Kick him out?

Of course not. He's a patient.

After thinking about it for a while, Milan had an idea, she walked into the bedroom and said to Ye Ziming, "The medicine has been changed for you." You can rest in peace. I have to go. ”

Seriously.

"Let's go?" Ye Ziming was stunned, "Where are you going?" ”

"Leave it alone. I... There is a place to stay. ”

Ye Ziming suddenly realized.

It is not appropriate for a man and a woman to live in the same house.

"It's me who should go, not you." Ye Ziming smiled and struggled to get up.

"Don't move!" Milan hurried over, "Just changed the dressing, don't move." ”

"Otherwise," Ye Ziming suggested, "I'll go outside to the living room and sleep on the sofa." You go into the bedroom, how's that? ”

Milan looked at him and didn't speak.

Is that appropriate?

Isn't this still in the same house?

"If you're not sure, you can lock the bedroom door. Then, prepare a kitchen knife and put it at the head of your bed, if someone dares to do something wrong to you, you don't have to hesitate, just do it..."

"Hehe, Brother Ye, you're so funny." Milan interrupted, "Okay, listen to you. ”

So, an interesting scene happened.

Milan spread a thick layer of bedding on the sofa in the living room for Ye Ziming to lie on. Herself, into the bedroom.

The bedroom door, of course, is locked.

Although Milan knew that Ye Ziming would not do anything to him, she still put the dagger given by Wu Ling'er under her pillow.

Subconsciously.

The night is already very deep.

Ye Ziming was not sleepy at all. He was wondering who had shot him.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Ziming's sleepiness gradually came up, he couldn't help yawning, and just about to close his eyes, suddenly, a rustling sound came into his eardrums.

He quickly held his breath and listened.

The sound seemed to come from outside the door.

It seems that someone is quietly using some special tool to pry the door.