"Don't cry, send her to the hospital!" Song Zhiyuan pushed Xu Xueman away hard, and was about to hug Song Wanqing.

"The doctor is coming, the doctor is coming!" The maid Li Ma shouted nervously.

Song Wanrou turned around and saw Wen Shimo, who was wearing a hospital gown, walking in with a few doctors.

As soon as Wen Shimo walked into the bedroom, the picture in front of him made his pupils shrink sharply, and his heart seemed to be stabbed back and forth with a sharp hook with barbs, and it hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.

"Treat her quickly." Wen Shimo ordered the doctor behind him, his steps were like lead, and he couldn't take a step forward.

The doctor hurriedly went in to conduct a rescue examination on Song Wanqing.

Looking at Song Wanqing, who was put on the carpet by the doctor, her face was pale, without a trace of blood, as if all the blood in her body had been drained, Wen Shi's dark eyes slowly turned red.

He regretted it.

Regret your indecision.

regretted that she didn't give Song Wanqing a definite answer.

regrets not marrying Song Wanqing earlier and giving her a stable home.

hated her heart even more and struggled for other women, which made Song Wanqing fall to the point of committing suicide and dying tragically.

If as soon as she recovers, he will fulfill his promise to marry her.

Accompany her every day, how could she be forced into such a situation?

"I'm sorry, the patient has lost too much blood and has lost his vital signs." The doctor lowered his head, not daring to look at Wen Shimo, who was cold and terrifying, and said in a trembling voice.

"Doctor, if you save her again, she won't die, she won't die!" Wen Shimo grabbed the doctor's collar and roared with red eyes.

"Mr. Wen, please calm down, the patient's arteries are all severed, and the blood on his body is almost dry, even if he is a miracle doctor, he has no power to return to heaven." The doctor looked at Wen Shimo in horror and said.

The word divine doctor exploded in Wen Shimo's mind, and he hurriedly let go of the doctor, picked up Song Wanqing and walked out.

"Shi Mo, where are you going to take Wanqing?" Xu Xueman's legs were weak, and she trotted against the wall and followed behind Wen Shimo.

"Find Qiao Ran to save her!"

"Mr. Wen, I'll hug Miss Song, your injuries are not healed yet!" Zhou Yu stretched out his hand as he spoke, and was pushed away by Wen Shimo with his elbow.

Along the way, Wen Shimo drove the car like a fly to the entrance of the police station.

Qiao Ran, who was sleeping, heard the sound of the door opening and quickly opened his eyes.

sat up and saw the prison guard push open the door, and behind him, Wen Shimo, who was covered in coldness, hugged Song Wanqing, who was covered in blood.

"Save her!" Wen Shimo walked in and ordered.

"Can't be saved, she's dead!" There was a tremor in Qiao Ran's voice that he tried to control.

Qiao Ran, who is used to seeing too many deceased, knew that she was dead when she saw Song Wanqing for the first time.

Qiao Ran never imagined that she just slept in the detention center for a while, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Song Wanqing who was completely dead.

Song Wanqing, who was protected by Wen Shimo, actually died like this!

Qiao Ran felt a loss in his heart that he couldn't hide.

They haven't really fought each other yet!

"She's not dead, you save her quickly, if you can't save her, you will bury her." Wen Shimo's voice was as terrifying as Satan, the demon who demanded his life, and his eyes were even more gloomy to devour people.

"Wen Shimo, I know that your beloved woman is dead, you are very sad and sad, but please stay calm, I have been locked up in the detention center, Song Wanqing's death has nothing to do with me, don't take your anger on me, I have no obligation to get used to your bad temper!" Qiao Ran also looked at Wen Shimo with a cold gaze.

"I ordered you to save her, did you hear that? Or do you want your brother's life anymore? ”

Looking at Wen Shimo's forehead protruding and the green tendons that seemed to explode at any time, Qiao Ran knew that Wen Shimo was on the verge of collapse.

If she fights him again, loses her beloved, and is angry and sad, she will really do something to Qiao Chen.

"Put her in bed and I'll try!"

Wen Shimo put Song Wanqing on the bed.

Qiao Ran opened the wound on Song Wanqing's wrist and asked, "How did she get hurt?" When did you get hurt? When was she found injured? ”

Wen Shimo's eyes looked at Qiao Ran's face with indifference and piercing eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "She was exposed by your live broadcast network, in order to prove her innocence, she also started a live broadcast, committed suicide in front of hundreds of millions of netizens, and was injured by death, and she was injured by you." ”

Until now, Wen Shimo refused to say a dead word.

He did not admit that Song Wanqing was dead.

Qiao Ran completely opened the bandage and saw a shocking wound on Song Wanqing's wrist, which was as white as paper.

The wound was so deep that it was clear that the artery had been completely cut.

With such a big wound, a person can lose too much blood and die in a few minutes, and the gods are powerless to return to the sky.

But she still seriously rescued Song Wanqing, and she didn't fall behind in the steps she should have.

Half an hour later, Qiao Ran said in a calm voice: "The patient has passed away due to a large amount of blood loss, please mourn the family of the deceased and prepare for the future." ”

Wen Shimo took a few steps back as if his muscles and bones had been removed, and Zhou Yu behind him hurriedly reached out to support him.

After a short period of sluggishness, Wen Shimo's sharp gaze stabbed at Qiao Ran.

"You forced Wanqing to death, I want you to bury her." Wen Shimo said and smashed a fist fatally at Qiao Ran's temple.

Qiao Ran's eyes were cold, and he quickly dodged back.

Wen Shimo in a rage was infinitely powerful, Qiao Ran dodged his punch, but he was quickly kicked heavily in the abdomen.

Forcibly enduring the pain of being squeezed and crushed, Qiao Ran quickly counterattacked.

It's just that thinking that the ribs on Wen Shimo's body have not fully recovered, and he can't withstand her punches and kicks at all, Qiao Ran is mainly attacking.

She left room for Wen Shimo, but Wen Shimo didn't give her a way to live.

Several punches and kicks fell on Qiao Ran's body, and Qiao Ran was beaten to the ground and vomited blood.

Seeing Wen Shimo kick her head with a fatal kick, Qiao Ran's hand quickly waved towards Wen Shimo's face.

Wen Shimo only smelled a good smell, and in the next second, the person knelt on the ground stiffly, trying to stand up, but his body was like being pointed, and he couldn't move.

"What have you done to me? Let me go. ”

Qiao Ran stood up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Wen Shimo condescendingly.

"You hit me so much, and you want you to kneel down for me to make amends, isn't it something you should do?"

"You forced Wanqing to death, and letting you bury Wanqing is what I should do." Wen Shimo said coldly, trying to struggle to stand up.

"Don't waste your efforts, you can't do it without six hours." Qiao Ran looked at Wen Shimo coldly: "Although my martial arts skills are not as good as yours, but in this world, there are many ways to defeat a person, not only force."

Wen Shimo, I miss you losing your beloved, this time you hit me injured, I won't care about you, next time, if you dare to kill me, don't blame me for killing you. ”

Qiao Ran stood in front of Wen Shimo, exuding the aura of a queen who looked down on the world, making people want to surrender under her skirt inexplicably.

"Hurry up and give me the antidote, otherwise, I'll have someone kill your brother right now!" Wen Shimo said in a murderous voice.

"Wen Shimo, this is a police station, as long as you dare to enforce it, I can keep you out of here." Qiao Ran looked at Wen Shimo confidently, without a trace of fear of being threatened before.

At this time, a beautiful music sounded, and Zhou Yu's mobile phone rang.

Zhou Yu, who answered the phone, glanced at Qiao Ran with complicated eyes, and whispered to Wen Shimo: "People have been rescued, and our people have been seriously injured. ”

Wen Shimo's eyes looked at Qiao Ran dangerously.

"So you've been stalling for time just now to get someone to save your brother?"

"Or else?" Qiao Ran smiled lightly, as if he was an omnipotent god.

Wen Shimo's hands were clenched into fists, his hateful teeth grinding, but he could only kneel in front of Qiao Ran in a posture that made him feel ashamed.