Transmigrated Female Support: Male God, Addicted to Teasing

The clenched fist was loose and clenched, and the last punch hit the wall. The unhealed wound instantly fleshed out.

Pei Haoran opened his mouth, sighed, and said nothing.

"When you come out later, she will be sent directly to the ICU, you go to clean it up first, then come and see."

Song Cheng nodded, this time without resistance, he followed Pei Haoran to deal with the wound.

After a night, the blood on the back of the wound had coagulated and was connected to the shirt. Pei Haoran just separated the shirt from the wound, and fresh blood immediately poured out.

The pain can be imagined, but Song Cheng is like a walking dead without pain.

As soon as it was handled, and changed his clothes, he hurried back quickly.

Su Kui has been sent to the ICU ward. During isolation and observation, her family members can only see the patient through the glass. Song Cheng and her are only separated by a piece of transparent glass, but they seem to be separated by the whole world.

The woman lying on the hospital bed with her eyes closed was pitiful and thin, with a wound cut by the glass on her face. After a night of fermentation, she was bluish purple.

The heart was tingling all the time, Song Cheng paused, and finally took a deep look at Su Kui and turned to walk out of the care room.

Pei Haoran, who was rushing outside, dropped a sentence, "Take care of her and lose a hair, I only ask you!"

Pei Haoran stumbled, almost choked on him without a word, and whispered to the back of his departure for a while, "Why, guy who forgot his friend!"

But I did it honestly ...

As soon as he stepped into the thirty-eighth floor, Vivian hurried up and asked with a worried face: "BOSS, you ..."

But looking up at the sombre, almost dripping expression between Song Cheng's eyebrows, he consciously swallowed the rest of it "all right."

This is definitely not the case!

Keeping pace, Song Cheng took off his coat as he walked. "Did you find out who did it?"

Vivian held his glasses and strode the meteor to keep up. He reportedly holding the folder and reporting at a glance, "I found it, it was estimated that it was Chang Yun's work. They would have gotten the land in the western suburbs already, and almost transferred all the company's flow Funds were used to win this bid, but we ended up being cut off. The operation of their company has already been in trouble. Yesterday, those people were probably sent by Changyun to retaliate. "

Song Cheng nodded to know that, threw his jacket on the sofa, walked to the desk and sat down, turned on the computer and looked at the trend of the stock market of Changyun. Any questions?"

Vivian was frightened by the murderous intent in his eyes, and his heart was missing for half a beat, but in the end it was the people who followed Song Cheng, and there was still a certain concentration, which stabilized the calm god, "No problem, I will go on Commanded. "

"Ok."

It wasn't until the high heels hit the ground that the sound gradually went away, and the office was quiet again. Song Cheng felt like his body was evacuated, and the straight spine softened and leaned into the back of the chair.

Just now, even though I already had an answer in my heart, when I heard it again, Song Cheng still couldn't control it, and wanted to immediately pull out the mastermind of this matter so that he might as well die!

can--

He hated himself even more, why did not protect her, as if staying by his side, always injured.

Either he was injured by himself, or he was injured by his enemy.

However, he could not let go.