Pei Yao's tone was sharp, she quickly snatched the syringe, and finally hid in a corner.

Zhao Xing didn't react a little, but he wasn't angry, and the smile on his face became bigger and bigger.

"Curator? My dad? ”

Speaking of the curator, the smile on Zhao Xing's face was even more penetrating, he didn't go to see Pei Yao, but walked to the side, not knowing what he was looking for.

"Why should I care what he thinks?"

"He cares about you, and just this morning, he was still worried about you, and he said he couldn't contact you for three days."

When the words fell, Pei Yao heard Zhao Xing let out a sneer, and then his cold voice came.

"Concerned about me? Worried about me? Does it make any sense? I don't need his attention, this old man is only getting in my way now, and you don't know how much I want to kill him. ”

As Zhao Xing spoke, he pulled out a long knife from nowhere, and the silver light reflected from the knife surface shook Pei Yao's eyes, and she subconsciously clenched the syringe in her hand.

"Why? Can you tell me a story about you and the curator? ”

"Pei Yao." Zhao Xing turned his head to look at her, "There is no point in delaying time now." ”

Pei Yao controlled his flustered emotions and tried to keep his voice steady, but his body was ready.

"You know that my parents died, I'm just curious about how other people get along with my father, after all, my father is not the same as someone else's father."

She was indeed curious, and the emotions she showed now were also very real, and despite the intention of delaying time, Zhao Xing still believed it.

Pei Yao smiled when he saw him, but he was already a little impatient in this smile.

"That's the last question, before you become my gift."

Zhao Xing stood the knife in front of Pei Yao, and he looked at the person sitting on the ground condescendingly, as if the time to answer the question was a gift to her.

She didn't speak, her eyes were fixed on the knife, and Zhao Xing's voice came from above her head.

"He didn't take care of me much since I was a child, put myself in the funeral home, he went to deal with things, he didn't know, I had always spent my time in the morgue by myself, I was with corpses since I was a child, they would listen to me carefully, no one would dislike me, they were my best friends, so, what's the use of my father? It's just a title, I don't need it. ”

The knife in Zhao Xing's hand moved, and all Pei Xing's attention was on this long knife.

"But he regrets it now and wants to make it up to you."

"This topic is over, Pei Yao."

After speaking, Zhao Xing's hand was raised, and Pei Yao stood up in an instant, taking two steps back as fast as he could.

But Zhao Xing was very fast, and it didn't take a few steps to catch up with Pei Yao, her wrist was grabbed by Zhao Xing, and with a force, she fell to the ground again.

She put her left hand on the ground, and a burst of pain hit, but Zhao Xing didn't give her a chance to check, he dragged the knife and stood in front of Pei Yao.

"Don't run, it's useless."

Seeing Zhao Xing raise the knife in his hand, he didn't hesitate, his hand rose and fell, and the tip of the knife was facing Pei Yao's abdomen.

When the knife was about to fall, Pei Yao suddenly rolled to the side, she held her left hand on the ground, endured the pain and stood up, but Zhao Xing followed closely.

The syringe in his right hand was ready, as long as he could pierce Zhao Xing's skin, he would be able to win time for himself to be rescued.

But her intentions Zhao Xing was obvious, and he laughed twice, his eyes full of madness.

"Useless Pei Jiao, you are destined to be my gift, from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, it is all mine."

When the words fell, Zhao Xing didn't give Pei Yao a chance to breathe, his speed became faster and faster, as if he was no longer impatient to play this chasing game, just when Pei Yao tripped over something and fell to the ground, the syringe in his hand also fell off, and when Zhao Xing's knife had reached her neck, there was a sudden impact sound outside.

Zhao Xing subconsciously turned around, and at this time, Pei Yao stretched out his foot and kicked Zhao Xing down hard, quickly grabbed the syringe, and wanted to punch it into his skin.

But Zhao Xing's reaction was also very fast, especially when there was another crash outside, Pei Yao could obviously feel that his mood was much more irritable than before, and his movements were much faster.

"I didn't expect them to come over so quickly, but it's okay, it's a big deal that we die together, you just need to stay with me."

Pei Yao was forced into a corner by him, her left hand was now so painful that she was unconscious, and her physical strength was also exhausted in the long chase, but she did not give up.

The person who saved her was already outside the door, and she still had a life-saving syringe in her hand, and she could fight again.

Zhao Xing aimed the knife at Pei Yao's abdomen, and the moment the knife fell, the door was finally knocked open, and Rong Li's voice came into Pei Yao's ears, and she suddenly laughed.

She stood up forcefully, and the tip of the knife was inserted into her leg, but the syringe was also inserted into Zhao Xing's neck.

The expression on his face froze, and he slowly turned his head to look at Pei Yao, but in the next second, he fell directly to the ground.

Rong Li had already run to Pei Yao's side, and after a long time of chasing and dodging with Zhao Xing, her physical strength had been completely exhausted, and her body was also densely covered with wounds, and blood soaked her clothes.

"I'm sorry I'm late."

"No, thank you for saving me."

When he said the last word, Rong Li couldn't even hear her voice clearly, his eyes were red, and the anger in his heart had reached the extreme.

"Stop talking, the ambulance is outside, I'll take you out."

Pei Yao wanted to nod at him, but she couldn't hold it anymore and fainted directly in Rong Li's arms.

……

In the hospital, Rong Li waited anxiously at the door of the operating room, and Grandma Rong and Rong Feng also followed.

"How's my aunt?"

"It's still inside."

Rong Li glanced up, his eyes were tired, and Grandma Rong swallowed all the words she wanted to ask.

After waiting at the door for more than half an hour, the door of the operating room finally opened, and Rong Li rushed over with an arrow.

"Doctor, how is she?"

"The patient's spirit is in a state of high-intensity tension, so it leads to fainting, the wound on the body has been treated, the wound is not deep, it can recover quickly, only the leg needs to rest for a period of time, at least a month can not walk on the ground, the serious is the left wrist fracture, but fortunately, it did not hurt the muscles and veins, take good care, and can recover to before."

After the doctor finished speaking, Pei Jiao was pushed out, and Rong Li ran to the bedside, looking at the pale man, his eyes full of distress.

"When will she wake up?"

"It's hard to say, although the anesthetic was injected during the operation, we found that she had inhaled a small amount of the drug that caused the person to fall unconscious before, plus her physical and mental energy consumption was huge, so the time is uncertain, but you can rest assured, she is repairing herself."

Although the doctor said so, now that Pei Jiao is lying on the hospital bed, Rong Li has never seen her so fragile.

I won't forget that when she fainted in her arms, she was covered in blood.