Tell mommy, daddy is kneeling again

to the hospital.

Because of the shooting, many people gathered in the emergency department here, and there were many people who were red, swollen and bleeding all over their bodies because of the trampling. Rong Ling was considered a minor injury, so the doctor wrote a list, so he didn't have the energy to care about him anymore.

Li Yufei asked the doctor for medicine and bandages. She asked Rong Ling to sit on a chair in the corridor, and she sat next to him half sideways.

His arm was still bleeding. The wound was deep, but not continuous. The bleeding points were scattered, as if he had been continuously scratched by a sharp object.

Li Yufei said distressedly: "It hurts a lot."

Rong Ling: "It doesn't hurt, don't worry, I don't feel it."

Li Yufei sighed, and gently wiped his wound with an alcohol cotton ball.

Seeing Li Yufei's cautious look because she was afraid of his pain, the corners of his lips raised unconsciously.

Even if he was injured, as long as she was by his side, he didn't seem to be in pain.

She is the best pain reliever.

Li Yufei watched his blood keep pouring out, and retracted her fingertips slightly: "Tell me, why are there so many disasters after we are together? Could it be that we don't match each other?"

Rong Ling frowned: "Do you believe in fate?"

Li Yufei: "I don't believe it, it's just..."

It's hard not to think so.

Rong Ling: "So what if they don't match? Even if they really don't match, I will stay with you, even if it means death."

Li Yufei was slightly taken aback, the alcohol cotton ball was squeezed tightly by her, and the alcohol inside fell on Rong Ling's wound.

Rong Ling leaned forward: "Sister, you're distracted, it hurts."

Li Yufei immediately withdrew her hand: "Sorry."

Rong Ling: "Did you miss me just now?"

Li Yufei: "Yes, I am thinking of you."

Rong Ling: "I'm right in front of you, you'll miss me too?"

Li Yufei: "Of course."

Rong Ling smiled softly: "Concubine, I remember when I first met you, you were not what you are now."

Concubine Li Yu took the painkiller and lightly tapped it on his cheek: "I've been with you for a long time, and it's like this now."

Just as Rong Ling was about to speak, he saw details about the shooting on the TV set on the hospital wall.

The people in the front row, without exception, all died.

The pictures transmitted from the scene were not coded.

There were even broken limbs and broken arms on the seats, and one chair was full of bullet holes. The bullets with silver shells looked out of place with others, as if they were specially customized.

Rong Ling sighed: "It's a good thing we left and didn't sit in the front row. The seat No. [-] was smashed."

number seven?

Li Yufei took out the ticket stub from her pocket, and then her expression became serious.

It seems that it is not a disagreement, but that someone wants her to die in the United States.

Rong Ling sensed that something was wrong with her, and immediately got up: "What's wrong?"

Li Yufei handed him the ticket stub: "We are No. [-] and No. [-]."

Rong Ling opened his mouth, but said nothing.

He clearly saw just now that there are more bullet holes in the positions of No. [-] and No. [-] than the others, and they are special silver bullets. It seems that they have been prepared.

The bullet casings scattered on the other seats were bronze in color.

Rong Ling told Li Yufei about this, and the expressions of the two of them suddenly became very solemn.

He said: "The hospital is not safe either. Let's go back. We won't be able to come out at home until the investigation is clear. The food we bought is enough for a long time."

Li Yufei looked at his arm worriedly: "Although your injury has stopped bleeding temporarily, it hasn't been checked yet."

Rong Ling: "This little injury is nothing."

Compared with her safety, his injury is not worth mentioning at all.

Li Yufei: "It's safer to take a look."

Rong Ling didn't want to persuade her anymore, so he directly grabbed her wrist with his uninjured hand, and led her out, leaving the emergency room of the hospital.

Along the way, Li Yufei saw many people who were injured or died due to the shooting.

Some of them are due to stampedes, some are due to shootings.

They hurt so many innocent people just to spare her life!

who is it?

There are not many people who can arrange such a big scene.

Could it be the Huake people, are they so courageous and so ruthless?

Li Yufei's eyes became colder and colder.

……

Go home.

Li Yufei asked the special assistant to find a few more bodyguards nearby and report to the police.

However, the efficiency of the police here is not high, and I am afraid there will be no results in a short time.

Concubine Li Yu finished all her work, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring at the dim lights in the distance.

Here you can overlook most of the surrounding scenery, the forest park not far away, the skyscrapers a little closer, and her own face reflected in the window.

She sighed faintly, feeling a little tired in her heart.

suddenly.

Rong Ling gently hugged her from behind.

Li Yufei was startled: "You have wounds on your arm."

Rong Ling: "Holding you doesn't hurt."

Li Yufei: "I got you in trouble."

Rong Ling: "What are you talking about? Treat me as an outsider? Sister, I am willing to live and die with you, but you tell me that I am troubled. This will make me sad."

He sighed softly in her ear for the last two words.

Lazy and hoarse, with some complaints.

Li Yufei: "No, I just feel sorry for you."

Rong Ling smiled: "It really hurts, how about trying what I told you last time?"

The tips of Li Yufei's ears turned red, and she looked back at him with a shy look.

Rong Ling's lips moved close to her earlobe, and he said bewitchingly: "Look, I've been injured, and now I still feel quite painful."

He blinked lightly, his eyelashes flickered, and there seemed to be a cloud of mist in his eyes.

Hey!

Li Yufei's heart suddenly softened.

She lowered her voice and said, "Just once, it will be impossible next time."

Hearing what she said, Rong Ling couldn't wait to pick her up and walk towards the bedroom.

Concubine Li Yu was taken aback: "Didn't your arm hurt?"

Rong Ling: "I can bear it."

Li Yufei looked at him suspiciously.

Toss half the night.

At noon the next day, Concubine Li Yu woke up slowly.

She smelled a very fragrant smell, which wafted into the bedroom from outside.

After washing, she opened the door and went out.

I saw Rong Ling standing in the kitchen, holding a pot in one hand and a shovel in the other, as if cooking.

Li Yufei pulled her clothes and walked to the kitchen: "Rong Ling."

Rong Ling looked at her: "Huh?"

Li Yufei: "Is your arm okay?"

Rong Ling: "It's fine."

Li Yufei took a deep breath: "Yesterday, you lied to me?"

It was only then that Rong Ling seemed to remember something, loosened his wrist, and the table fell steadily from his hand onto the induction cooker.

The pot was flat and stable, and it didn't look like it was dropped by mistake.

Li Yufei pursed her lips and folded her hands in front of her chest, leaning against the wall, looking at him with a half-smile.

Rong Ling lowered his head: "I just want you to coax me."

Li Yufei: "You can't lie to me."

Rong Ling: "At that time, it really hurt."

Seeing his "sincere" appearance, Li Yufei pressed her throbbing temples and skipped the topic: "What are you eating today?"