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The piercing sound of brakes sounded not far away, but what was clearer was the sound of rapid breathing spreading around.Enduring the pain in his back and ribs, Wen Yun stood up with difficulty, his eyes gathered, and his eyes gradually became focused, only to see a man pressing on his chest and abdomen, his face was as pale as a sheet of paper.

It was Xun Musheng!

The shattering sound I heard just now came from a glass bottle. At this time, the grapefruit in the bottle was scattered, and the warm nectar water soaked a wet mark on the road surface. At a glance, it looked like blood dripping out.

Yuhong Road was originally a bustling road, and as soon as the sound of brakes passed, there was a sudden noise. The dirty BYD stopped in place for a few seconds, fled quickly, and disappeared into the night in an instant.

Wen Yun looked into Xun Musheng's eyes in a daze. In the bottomless darkness, panic and fear floated like a thick fog.

Xun Musheng also looked into Wen Yun's eyes and caught himself in a state of distress.

For a moment, neither of them could speak, only their beating hearts were talking to each other.

The crowd gathered, some took out their mobile phones to call the police, some dialed 120, and more people discussed enthusiastically.

Wen Yun's lips moved, and with his trembling hands resting on Xun Musheng's shoulders, he finally managed to say, "You... where did you get hurt?"

These words were like a key to open a thick and huge door. Xun Musheng looked at him with fiery eyes, and after a few seconds, he suddenly got up and grabbed him into his arms with one hand.

Wen Yun instinctively wanted to struggle, but when he felt Xun Musheng's trembling, he stopped all movements, even his thoughts stopped, and let Xun Musheng hold him motionless.

With warm breath spreading over his shoulders, he heard Xun Musheng say like he was dreaming: "Great, great, you're fine."

He opened his mouth, put his numb hands on Xun Musheng's back lightly, his throat was uncomfortably tight, and he almost said "thank you" to himself.

In the city's first hospital, Xun Musheng was sitting on the hospital bed covered in cold sweat, frowning and gritted his teeth enduring the pain.

His left elbow hit the ground hard while protecting Wen Yun, dislocated on the spot, and swelled badly.The doctor had just performed an emergency reset and was putting on a cast.

After hearing the news, Ye Fenglin threw his coat aside and asked, "How long will it take to remove the plaster cast?"

"Half a month." The doctor routinely ordered: "It's not serious, but be careful not to put too much effort on it. After the plaster is removed, the system will be rehabilitated."

Xun Musheng wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and got up to get out of bed, but Ye Fenglin hurriedly supported him: "What are you doing? You messed up in front of the doctor?"

The corner of Xun Musheng's mouth twitched, "I'm going to see Wenyun."

"Wen Yun is still dealing with bruises, don't worry." Ye Fenglin said: "His back, ribs and soft tissue bruises are not as serious as yours, so don't worry."

Xun Musheng stood up, panting, "I'm going."

In the next ward, Wen Yun was lying on the bed topless, and the wound had already been medicated, but the large bruise still looked shocking.

Xun Musheng was heartbroken.

Wen Yun stood up, his gaze fell on Xun Musheng's plastered hand, and he said softly, "I'm sorry."

Xun Musheng held his hand, but his fingertips stiffened, but he did not pull away.

"Does it hurt?" Xun Musheng asked.

"Fortunately, it's all minor injuries." Wen Yun shook his head, "What about you?"

"I'm fine too." Xun Musheng smiled ugly, "It's just a dislocation. When I was a child, I got into a fight with someone. I got dislocated once. I have experience."

Wen Yun lowered his head, not wanting Xun Musheng to see his red eyes.

Xun Musheng swept across his shoulders, chest, and abdomen, sighed after a while, squeezed his hand firmly, and said softly: "I'm next door, you should rest well, if you need anything, you can call the doctor, just come and see me. Don't worry about work, the doctor said that you need to be hospitalized for observation for a week, and Xu Cheng has already asked you to leave."

Wen Yun nodded, and Xun Musheng said again: "The person who bumped into you..."

"It might be my former colleague." Wen Yun sighed in his heart - Li Xiao's premonition was so accurate.

"Well, my friend has brought out the video surveillance." Xun Musheng's voice turned cold: "That person has been controlled and cannot escape."

It was late at night, Xun Musheng changed his hospital clothes, and rushed to Qiao Yang's villa with Ye Fenglin.

Zhao Yu was fished out from the police station by Qiao Yang. He was tied to an iron chair in the basement, with many scars on his face and body, curled up like a shrimp waiting to be slaughtered.

Growing up in the same compound, Xun Musheng and Ye Fenglin are serious businessmen, but Qiao Yang is not. There are many methods of torture. Zhao Yu dared to drive a car into Wen Yun, causing Xun Musheng to hurt his arm. He had a way to make Zhao Yusheng Better to die.

When Zhao Yu was thrown at Xun Musheng's feet, he was already shaking badly, his mouth and nose were bleeding, his arms were removed, and his back was covered in bloodstains from the whip.

Xun Musheng kicked him in the face, and he shouted tremblingly, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I dare not!"

"I'm sorry?" Ye Fenglin sneered, looked at Qiao Yang and said, "How can this guy still talk?"

Qiao Yang leaned on the sofa, "Take a breath, doesn't Mu Sheng still have something to ask?"

Xun Musheng squatted on the ground, pulled Zhao Yu's hair violently with his right hand, and said sternly, "You want to bump into Wenyun?"

"I don't dare anymore!" Zhao Yu shouted in despair: "Please let me go, I will leave Zhongcheng immediately, and I swear I will never harm Wenyun again!"

Xun Musheng wanted to kill this man immediately, just looking at this bloody face made him sick, but he had to know why Wen Yun was hated by this man.

"I'm jealous of him." Zhao Yu drank tonight, otherwise he would not be able to do such absurd things. He was already sober at this time, his face turned pale with fright, and he looked like a villain.

Xun Musheng listened with restrained anger, every word of Zhao Yu made him furious.

"Actually, I know that he wasn't the one who reported me to get the kickback, but if it wasn't for him, Liu Cun would definitely protect me."

"Without him, I wouldn't have been kicked out of that shabby magazine!"

"He took my seat and talked about the business I couldn't talk about last year. What about me? I can't get along in the magazine, I have nothing!"

"I'm jealous of him. Why do so many people help him? It was Xu Cheng at first, and then Li Xiao also stood by him. I heard that people from Haicheng and Shengxi also turned to him. Give him a hand! Why?"

Xun Mu was trembling with anger, this despicable villain knew that the whistleblower was not Wen Yun, but wanted to put Wen Yun to death just because of jealousy.If he hadn't happened to be present and threw Wen Yun aside at the critical moment, Wen Yun might have...

Afraid of another rampage in his body, he stood up, his eyes were bloodshot, "Brother Qiao, give me the gun."

Qiao Yang frowned, but Ye Fenglin stepped forward, grabbed Zhao Yu's hair, and hit the ground three times desperately.

Zhao Yu fainted immediately.

Ye Fenglin raised his eyes: "You still want to kill someone?"

Qiao Yang also came over, "Leave this person to me, and I will make his life worse than death."

Xun Musheng was not relieved, and kicked Zhao Yu's heart.

Ye Fenglin was afraid that he would kill someone, so he stopped him and said: "Okay, okay, don't get all bloody, I'll send you back."

It was 3 o'clock in the middle of the night when we returned to the City No. [-] Hospital. Xun Musheng stood outside Wenyun's gate for a long time, but he didn't go in.

He didn't know that Wen Yun was not in the ward.

Everything in the Lian'an community was quiet, but one of the households heard a depressing cry.

There was no light in the room, and the man was curled up in the corner of the study, with a broken photo frame and a crumpled business card by his side.

He "woke up" more and more often.

He understood that it was because the body was dying.

But Professor Zhou Chenzhong has not yet returned to China, and no one can help him.

Xun Musheng got up very early, walked lightly to the next door, and happened to meet the nurse.

"Mr. Wen is still sleeping," the nurse said.

Xun Musheng nodded, and waited for the nurse to leave before he opened the door of the ward and sat quietly by the bed.

Wen Yun could only sleep on his side, and was facing him at this time, with no defense on his face.

He raised his right hand to touch Wen Yun, but his fingertips rested on Wen Yun's forehead, and he drew it back after a while.

Wen Yun slowly opened his eyes as if he had sensed something, his expression changed slightly when he saw Xun Musheng, and he tried to sit up on the edge of the bed.

Xun Musheng immediately stepped forward and supported him with one hand: "Be careful."

Wen Yun was in pain all over. He slept all night, but his head was dizzy. The only clear realization was that Xun Musheng had saved him.

He leaned gently on Xun Musheng's body, feeling his body temperature almost greedily.The shock in the night seemed to knock a crack out of his hard shell, and the light rushed in like a flood, suffocating him and giving him new life.

He wanted to face up to this relationship, and tried to accept Xun Musheng and himself who had betrayed Chi Yu.This process was probably very difficult, but Xun Musheng dared to risk his life to save him, how could he not even take a single step?

The days in the hospital were the most leisurely. Xu Cheng, Ke Jin, Li Xiao, and KIME all came, and the room was filled with supplements and flowers. Wen Yun had never received this kind of treatment, so he thanked him awkwardly.Xun Musheng rushed over from the next ward with one hand hanging, and drove everyone away on the grounds that "the doctor said Wen Yun needs to rest." He stayed by Wen Yun's side and asked, "Does the wound still hurt?"

"It's much better." Wen Yun looked at him with brighter eyes than before, took out an apple from the fruit basket and walked to the bathroom.

Hearing the sound of water, Xun Musheng knew that Wen Yun was going to peel an apple for himself, so the corners of his lips could not help but curl up, "I want to eat grapefruit."

Wen Yun had just washed the apples, and was stunned at the bathroom door, "Okay, I'll peel them for you."

There are all kinds of fruits in the ward, but grapefruits are the most — Xun Musheng asked Wang Ke to buy them, and the nurse told him not to eat too much.

Wen Yun peeled off the grapefruit neatly, split it into pieces and handed it forward, only to remember that Xun Musheng had a plaster cast on his left hand, so he quickly took it back, peeled off the skin and removed the seeds.Xun Musheng immediately took the unpeeled apple in his right hand, as if he might take a bite at any time.

Seeing that both of his hands were empty, Wen Yun hesitated for a moment, so he had to feed the grapefruit to his mouth, his cheeks flushed slightly, "Eat it quickly."

Xun Musheng took a small bite and was satisfied.

When Wen Yun asked about Zhao Yu, Xun Musheng straightened his face, "He's not dead."

Wen Yun couldn't laugh or cry.

Xun Musheng said again: "I know you don't want to go beyond the law and deal with him. But you have to understand that sometimes the law can't punish all villains. He didn't kill you this time, and next time, next time. If I let him go , he may come to harm you in the future. When the law is really needed, it may be too late. I will not let this happen, so..."

"I'm not as kind as you think." Wen Yun interrupted, "I'm actually..."

Killed people, more than one.

Also seen darker worlds.

He paused, did not continue, and smiled at Xun Musheng: "You can deal with it as you think it is reasonable. Do you want more grapefruit?"

After that, the two tacitly did not mention Zhao Yu again.Wen Yun was discharged from the hospital a week later, and Xun Musheng could have gone home to recuperate, but he stayed in the hospital.

Because Wen Yun would come to see him every night with a midnight snack, peel fruit for him, see him "clumsy" with a spoon, and feed him porridge.He wasn't sure if Wen Yun would like to go to his house if he went home from the hospital, if not, it would be a big loss.

The day when the plaster was removed happened to be a weekend, Wen Yun was with him, Xun Musheng moved his arms, his movements were not very coordinated, Ye Fenglin and Wang Ke snickered, Xun Musheng rolled his eyes at them, and waved to Wenyun.

Wen Yun was puzzled, took a step forward, and was suddenly hugged by Xun Musheng.

"I look forward to the recovery of my left hand every day, so that I can hold you with both hands." Xun Musheng whispered in Wenyun's ear: "On the day of the accident, I could only hold you with my right hand, lest you run away. But How can one hand be enough? No matter how tightly one hand is hugged, it is not as firm as two hands."

Wen Yun closed her eyes, slightly startled.

Xun Musheng's breath lingered in his ears——

"I've finally caught you."