Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

"If I die, donate the assets in my name and bury the ashes on an island called Moon Bay."

Is this arranging for funeral?

Xue Baoyi asked uncertainly: "Did you have a fever?"

They started talking nonsense.

Xue Baoyi raised his hand to touch Jiang Zhi's head to see if it burned, but when he raised his head, his eyes were cold: "Do you understand?"

Damn, seriously!

Is this a will?

Xue Baoyi was panicked by him: "...understand."

Oh, my God, if Zhou Xufang is not saved, Jiang Zhi will commit suicide, right? Swallow medicine? Or hang yourself? Otherwise, Xue Baoyi became more and more frightened as he thought about it, but his staff were also there, so he couldn't help.

Later, Qiao Nanchu also arrived and brought a girl.

Instead of stepping forward to ask Jiang Zhi, he asked Xue Baoyi: "How is it?"

Xue Baoyi lowered her voice to ensure that Jiang Zhi could not hear: "I don't know how Zhou Xufang is. Brother Zhi seems to be very sick."

Qiao Nan expected it.

Xue Baoyi only noticed the little girl behind him and squeezed her eyes: "Are you willing to bring it out?"

Qiao Nanchu didn't bother to talk to him, and kept Wen Baiyang behind.

At ten ten, the wound was closed.

Associate Hospital Sun was a physician and did not participate. The chief surgeon was Director Qi of General Surgery. Associate Hospital Sun supervised the whole process. Once it was over, he started to deal with the aftermath.

"Today's overtime pay will be charged to your respective accounts separately."

It sounds like it was overtime pay, but the few medical staff who were selected to treat this particular patient tonight are all smart people, and they all understand that this is a hush fee.

The younger nurse didn't think too deeply, thinking it was a pie in the sky, and said excitedly: "Thank you, the vice hospital!"

Vice-Chorus Sun did not have a hippie smile: "Out of this door, you can't divulge a single word about this patient." He looked serious, "You know?"

The excited nurse couldn't laugh anymore.

"understood."

Afterwards, the door of the operating room opened, and Sun Vice Hospital led the people out. As soon as he stepped out, he saw Jiang Zhi waiting at the door at first glance.

Vice- Yuan Sun walked forward quickly: "Shao Jiang."

He asked: "Has the blood stopped?"

"Stop it." Vice Yuan Sun said, "People are all right now."

On the contrary, Jiang Zhi looked like a patient, with no blood on his face.

Associate Hospital Sun said: "Shao Jiang, do I need to show you?"

Jiang Zhi shook his head and said, "Thank you."

This master seldom thanked him in such a solemn manner. Vice-Yuan Sun was flattered and quickly said: "It should be done." Looking around, there are outsiders around. He stepped forward and whispered, "Don't worry, Shao Jiang. It's all handled."

Jiang Zhi nodded.

Before Zhou Xufang came out, he raised his feet to go in, but he stood for too long, his feet were numb, and he staggered.

Qiao Nanchu, who was standing closest, gave him a hand: "You go and rest for a while."

Although pretending to be sick is true, Jiang Zhi's body is not very good and it is not fake. Don't Zhou Xufang before he gets better, he fell down.

He refused to listen and flicked away Qiao Nanchu's hand.

At this time, Zhou Xufang was pushed out of the operating room by the nurse. She was still not awake and turned to the VIP ward. Jiang Zhi stayed at the head of her bed, squatting until her feet became numb and did not move a step.

She has not gone from the anesthetic, and is sleeping, because her spontaneous breathing is not very strong, and she is wearing an oxygen mask.

Jiang Zhi looked at her like this, feeling distressed uncomfortably: "Xu Fang, is it still painful?"

She frowned and did not open her eyes.

Jiang Zhi leaned over and kissed her between her eyebrows: "I'll be back soon after I sleep."

Xue Baoyi immediately asked: "Where are you going?"

Jiang Zhi didn't answer, and looked over Xue Baoyi: "Help me take care of it."

Fang Ideal was stunned for a moment: "Okay."

After the explanation, he got up and left. Qiao Nanchu blocked his way at the door and reminded: "Jiang Zhi, don't mess around." He knew what his temper was, so he didn't dare to do anything when he was ruthless.

Jiang Zhi pushed him away: "Don't worry, I won't kill and set fire." Zhou Xufang didn't like it.

After speaking, he was out of the ward, far away from the ward, then he stopped and coughed violently against the wall.

"Shao Jiang," Vice-Yuan Sun just saw it, and hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?"

He said it would be OK: "My girlfriend's medical records must be cleaned up."

"I know."

His throat was itchy, and he faintly tasted the **** smell: "Tell those people that if you leak the secret, I will sin to my wife and children, and to my parents."

This should be the most vicious thing he has ever said.

For Zhou Xufang, he can be frantic.

At 10:40, Jiang Zhi drove to the Changling Hospital.

The nurse on duty was taking a nap. Hearing a sound of footsteps, she rubbed her eyes and yawned and looked over: "Are you here to visit?"

The lights in the corridors of the hospital were not very bright. The nurse on duty had just woke up with dizzy eyes and could not see clearly, except that it was a tall man wearing a mask and a hat.

Why look at it a little mysterious.

The nurse on duty shook her head, became more sober, and said: "Registration is required to enter and exit the VIP ward." Going further inside, it is the VIP ward.

The man turned a deaf ear and walked straight in.

"Mr."

"Mr."

Unable to stop people, the nurse on duty got up to chase: "Sir!"

This uninvited guest is Jiang Zhi.

It just so happened that a nurse was pushing a medical cart and approaching.

Jiang Zhi raised his hand and held the cart.

The nurse looked up and saw a pair of peach eyes with hooks at the corners of his eyes. The owner of the eyes did not say a word, took a pair of scissors and a pair of rubber gloves from the cart.

"This gentleman, you—"

Jiang Zhi raised his eyes.

The nurse was taken aback by the sullen eyes, and watched the people walking away. It took a long time to recover and said to the nurse on duty who was catching up: "Hurry up and call the guard over!"

Click.

The door of the ward opened, Luo Qinghe raised his head after hearing the sound, and the visitor wore a mask, but she knew only one person with fog-blue hair.

"Jianzhi?"

Huh!

The door was locked by him.

Luo Qinghe closed the laptop on his lap and removed it, "Come to me?"

Jiang Zhi was silent, and put on the rubber gloves in his hands.

Luo Qinghe saw that he was holding a pair of scissors in his right hand. More than that, his formal suit was stained with blood, and there were blood red on his forehead.

Come to see her at night, let's settle the account.

Luo Qinghe also guessed: "This blood on you is from Zhou Xufang?"

He was noncommittal: "You did it?"

No wonder I found it. It turned out to be on her head: "I said no, believe it or not?"

"Do not believe."

That's nothing to say. A person who is chaotic and eager for revenge can't hear any excuses.

Luo Qinghe pulled out the needle on the back of his hand, got off the hospital bed and walked forward, looking at Jiang Zhi's: "Are you here to kill me?"

"Don't kill you."

He walked to the bedside table, threw the scissors into the empty cup, poured a cup of hot water, disinfected, removed fingerprints, and moved slowly. He said, "As much as she sheds, you will lose as much."

Luo Qinghe looked at the scissors in the cup: "I didn't do it."

He was not afraid of burning his hands. He took the scissors out of the cup with his gloves: "You didn't do it, and you have to pay." He wiped the water droplets on the scissors with his fingertips, "It doesn't matter if you kill it by mistake. "

It doesn't matter if you kill wrong.

She did the same.

"River--"

Before she finished shouting, Jiang Zhi rushed over, took a pillow and held her head down, pressed her on the bed, raised a pair of scissors, and pierced her back hard.

The sharp scissors pierced the flesh and blood splashed out, and the wound was exactly where Zhou Xufang was injured.

Luo Qinghe screamed in pain. She was struggling, but her head was pressed so hard that she couldn't move at all.

The scissors pierced the flesh two or three centimeters, and the blood flow was not much, but Jiang Zhi's plastic gloves were also dyed red. He did not pull the scissors, and pressed the pillow with his other hand.

"From now on, if my girlfriend has any damage, as long as the murderer is not found, I will count it on you." He was on the verge of rage, trying his best to control the violent desire in his body, "I understand. ?"

Luo Qinghe gritted his teeth to endure the pain, and turned away: "I care about her so much."

Why doesn't he continue to like men.

He liked Zhou Xufang. This fact gave her an urge to destroy.

"Yes." His eyes were cold, but the cluster of light in the center of his pupil was shining like a hot firework. "Try moving her again."

Threatened.

A murderous threat.

When the words fell, he pierced the scissors in his hand.

Luo Qinghe cried out painfully: "Jiang Zhi!"

The sharp tip pierced into the flesh, and the blood oozes out instantly, she screamed with painful canthus.

Jiang Zhi turned a blind eye, got up, pulled out the scissors, and threw them on the ground: "If you don't agree, you will sue me. I think you are in jail or I am in jail."

Luo Qinghe's legs softened, half of his body was lying on the bed, knees on the ground, and a large area of ​​the white and blue hospital gown was quickly stained with blood.