"You want to break the contract?" Hong Ye's face turned gloomy.
At this time, although Hong Ye did not see anything, he only saw a flash of light, and a blood mark appeared on son's face. Red blood slowly flowed out from it. Son felt a coolness, raised his hand to wipe his cheek, and looked down.
, covered with red blood marks
Looking at Hong Ye in horror, she saw that he was serious this time. "Wait a minute," Son immediately blurted out, "You have to tell me the reason? Why does this person have to be me? Besides, I don't break the contract. What we discussed is
Aren’t the results yet to be agreed upon?”
Hong Ye was silent and motionless, but the ferocity shot out of her beautiful and cold eyes made Son shudder. Son began to get a little angry, and his bad temper also came up. He clenched his fists and shouted at him: "Anyway, everything is fine."
It is death, tortured to death by you, rather than being killed by you now!"
"Really?" Hong Ye jumped down from the tree and stood opposite son. The distance was so close that noses were almost touching and the corners of her mouth were raised. She looked at him contemptuously and said, "Why is your body shaking?" As she spoke, Hong Ye
Suddenly, he punched Son hard in the abdomen. He couldn't bear the powerful force, so he flew up and hit the far wall. "Pfft! Cough cough..." A large mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell down, collapsing to the ground.
cough up
Hong Ye smiled evilly and walked step by step, with killing in every step. "Since you want to die so much, then I will help you."
Approaching Son, Hong Ye grabbed his neck with her left hand and slowly moved up against the wall. With her right hand, she pulled out the fruit blade that had been shot out and pierced into the wall, cut open his clothes, and drew a blood circle on his belly.
, said: "This place has been shattered by my punch, you can feel it too! Why not play somewhere else?"
As soon as Hong Ye's left hand was loosened, her son slipped down. The tip of the knife, which was close to her belly, slid down her skin and into her throat. Blood was oozing out wherever she passed. When her toes fell to the ground, the knife was already pressed against her throat.
, I'm afraid he will die if he goes down a little bit. Son quickly holds Hong Ye's shoulders and stands on tiptoes struggling to stand firm. Although he is weak, his desire to survive is very strong at this time.
Hongye didn't push his hand away, but asked: "What? You don't want to die?"
Son was gasping for air in pain, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth. He spat out weakly: "Help me," and slowly closed his eyes.
Son's life hangs on a thread, Hong Ye suddenly realizes that he can't kill him. If he dies, who else can save Zi Yue?
Hong Ye quickly retracted the knife, and Son's body fell into his arms. Hong Ye picked up Son and strode back to the room, laying him flat on the bed. The room was dark, but very clean.
Hongye opened the ring, stood up the screen, moved her fingertips, locked her position through the satellite, and sent a text message to the court order: Press the map location and come quickly.
Soon, the sound of a car reached his ears. Ting Ling opened the door and saw blood on Hong Ye's body. He strode over, pulled Hong Ye out of the house, unbuttoned his clothes and pants, and checked his whole body carefully before he breathed a sigh of relief.
He said thankfully: "God bless you, it's really great. I'm holding on to my life." Ting Ling buttoned up Hongye's clothes and kept talking.
"Stop talking," Hong Ye interrupted the court order, "Save that man!"
"Who?" the court order asked, "the one in the house?"
"Go quickly, he is dying!" Hong Ye ordered
Ting Ling frowned and said dissatisfied: "Why didn't the message say that I didn't bring a medicine kit?"
“There is something in the house”
Seeing Hong Ye being so serious, Ting Ling lifted his eyes, a light flashed behind his lenses, and he immediately got inside.
Hong Ye returned to the house and saw Ting Ling looking left and right at Son's face, then opening his eyes to check, and then unbuttoning his clothes. He saw long blood marks on his body and a large area on his abdomen.
Qing Zi Ting Ling's eyes were startled and he asked: "Hong Ye, who hurt this?"
"Me!" A cold voice
"I knew it was you," Ting Ling replied. He went to the outer room, rummaged through various medical instruments, moved quickly and rhythmically to the bedside in the inner room, and pulled out two items at a time from his son's drawer.
Sexy green disinfectant suit, handed to Hongye
"put on"
"Should I wear it too?" Hong Ye wondered.
"Yes! His situation is very dangerous, I need an assistant." At this time, the court order has long lost the carelessness and laziness of the past. His appearance is rusty, and he is shrewd and capable.
Red Night puts on clothes
"Go and wash your hands!" the court order ordered.
Hong Ye was stunned for a moment, but she didn't get angry. Following his instructions, she walked to a corner of the outhouse, filled a basin of water, washed herself and returned to the bed. The court order had already arranged for her to put on gloves and throw herself on her son's body.
Bacteria list, hang anti-inflammatory liquid
The operation started, and the room was silent. I could only hear the sound of the instruments, and from time to time, I could hear instructions such as "scissors", "tweezers", "wipe sweat"... etc.
Hongye cooperated with the court order...
A few hours later, Ting Ling's surgery was very successful. Ting Ling took off his surgical clothes, took off Hong Ye's uniform, and said, "I didn't expect that with your help, the treatment would go so smoothly." While speaking, he saw
, Hong Ye's expressionless face had a much softer curve, which made Ting Ling a little surprised, "Hong Ye, you?"
"Ah," Hong Ye replied lightly, "I'm very happy." He looked at his hands and said in disbelief, "I thought these hands could only kill people."
"Hongye? You hate killing?"
Hong Ye raised his head and saw Ting Ling's surprised expression. The light joy in his eyes gradually disappeared and turned back to the coldness of the past. She stared at him with a sharp light and said: "Stop saying those stupid words, I am a killer next time."
If you talk nonsense again, I will kill you!"
Coming to the window, Hong Ye sat on it, propped up one leg, and looked out to see the sunlight passing through Hong Ye's body and casting onto the ground, reflecting his shadow, which was slender and graceful.
Ting Ling adjusted the monitoring equipment, observed son's body and pulse, changed the infusion bottle from time to time, and recorded his physical condition.
"Hong Ye, since you want to kill him, why do you want to save him?" Ting Ling observed his words and asked when Hong Ye looked soothing.
Hongye glanced at him sideways, then looked back out the window, quietly watching the birds that had fallen in the yard grabbing food.
Ting Ling has long been accustomed to Hong Ye's indifference and did not continue to ask any more questions.
The wind started, and Ting ordered to close every window in the room, and took the window sash where Hong Ye was sitting, but Hong Ye didn't move at all, and the window slit caught the corner of his clothes. Hong Ye ignored Ting Ling and was helpless.
, reopened the window, picked back the corners of the clothes that were wrinkled by the window, and closed the window again. The moment it was closed, a small raindrop was brought in by the wind and fell on Hong Ye's face.
The sky had turned dark from the clear sky just now, and dark clouds were gathering quickly, falling heavily in the air. Scattered heavy raindrops fell on the glass with a crisp sound of popping! The raindrops turned from thin to thick.
It poured down in an instant
"It's raining so soon, it's still a heavy rainstorm," Ting Ling said casually while looking out the window.
Hong Ye touched the rain that hit the window with crazy force through the glass. At this time, the rain had formed water columns and flowed down Hong Ye's already icy palms, becoming even colder.
The rain continued for a long time, and it was already dark outside the window. Ting Ling fell asleep in front of the instrument table. Hong Ye raised her arms again, stared at her hands intently, and smiled warmly as she recalled the rescue process during the day.
Son woke up in a hurry, opened his weak eyes, turned his head and saw a person lying on the table next to him. At the same time, his blurred vision also vaguely recognized the red night in the distance, "Red... night..."
He made a small, almost inaudible sound
The sound reached Hong Ye's ears. He didn't look back. He directly grabbed the potion on the cabinet by the window and threw it towards the court order.
Being hit by the medicine bottle, Ting Ling was shocked. He opened his eyes in a daze and touched the hit head. What he touched was a sticky green liquid. He suddenly woke up and jumped up. The surging volcano was about to
When he erupted, he saw Hong Ye's stinky face that was cold enough to freeze a person to death staring straight at him. He swallowed the complaint on his lips and said cowardly: "Well, Hong Ye, what's the matter?"
"Get up! He's awake," Hong Ye said coldly
Ting Ling turned to look at the bedside, and sure enough, son opened his eyes, opened and closed his mouth, and seemed to be saying something. Ting Ling came to his bedside, turned on the oxygen mask and put it over his ears, but he still couldn't hear clearly.
"What did you say?" the court order asked.
"He wants to drink water!" Hong Ye in front of the window translated.
Ting Ling straightened up and asked Hong Ye, "How do you know?"
"I heard"
Ting Ling thought Hong Ye was joking. Although he was a little surprised, he didn't pay much attention to it. Just when he was about to continue questioning Son, he saw him nodding his head with a weak breath.
Ting Ling hurriedly raised his head, looked at Hongye and said, "Hongye, what is your hearing level?"
"0.3 decibels"
"What 0.3 decibels?" Ting Ling was shocked, and opened his mouth and said: "Normal people have a hard time hearing a sound of 35 decibels!" Ting Ling picked up the thermos and poured water, but he couldn't find anything to drink from.
He had no choice but to ask Hongye for help: "Well, Hongye, you see he wants to drink water but he doesn't have a straw. Can you help me support him?"
Hongye stood up and walked over, saying indifferently: "The contrast is huge!"
"Ah?" The court order didn't understand.
Hong Ye said: "During the operation, you still gave orders. Why, did you become a soft persimmon after the operation?"
Hong Ye sat on the head of the bed, lifted her son up and let him lean on her chest.
Ting Ling brought some water, and while feeding his son, he tentatively asked Hongye: "Hongye, did I really have a bad attitude during the operation? You... won't kill me with a grudge!"
"Maybe!" Hong Ye joked with a cold face.
Ting Ling was startled, his hands shook, and the water suddenly splashed out, splashing on the sutured wound of Son. At this time, Ting Ling was panicked, and he was in a hurry. He saw the red night and the mist. He felt bored and got up and threw it away.
The next time they walked to the outer room, it didn't matter. Son was freed from behind, and he fell heavily on the bed. His face was so painful that it turned into a ball, and he was groaning half-dead.
After Hong Ye walked away, Ting Ling became very relaxed and took care of her son smoothly.
Under Ting Ling's care, son's body is recovering day by day, and he can already move independently. Ting Ling and son have the same tastes, and they get along particularly harmoniously. However, Hong Ye has the same cold face every day, which makes her seem out of place.
The weather was particularly sunny today. Hong Ye was sitting under the peach tree, looking at the insects on the chessboard in fascination. A new mission came from the ring on her wrist: "B-level mission: During the operation to get rid of Xun, someone will naturally contact you!"
"
Hong Ye's gentle eyes suddenly turned cold. He stood up and strode towards the house.
The two people in the room were chatting intimately. Seeing Hong Ye's cold expression, Ting Ling knew that Hong Ye had a new mission.
Hong Ye said to Ting Ling: "Ting Ling, you stay and take care of your son. I have something to do, so I'll leave first." Hong Ye turned around and planned to leave.
Son hurried forward, grabbed Hongye's arm tightly, and asked, "Where are you going?"
Hong Ye said coldly to her son: "Don't worry, I won't force you anymore. You are free. However, from today on, you must not mention that matter again. This is the condition." Hong Ye's eyes darkened and he signaled to his son.
shut up
Son, however, didn't know what to do and asked him eagerly: "Wait a minute Hong Ye, I want to know why this person is me?"
Hong Ye was silent for a moment and said slowly: "After observing you for a few days, I found that you have a good character and are very kind. You can rescue injured animals. Although you are obsessed with research, you don't have the quirks of a scientific researcher." Then his eyes dimmed and he used the court order.
The inaudible voice whispered: "I thought you would be the one we brother and sister can rely on!"
He turned his head, leaving a stunned look on his face, left the Peach Blossom House, and disappeared into the dusk...
Hong Ye shuttled through the vast grassland, "buzzing..." The helicopter flew from a distance, dropping a long soft ladder. Hong Ye's light flashed, and saw the ladder hanging in front of him. He stretched out his hand to grab it and climbed up neatly.
Arriving at the cabin, there were all kinds of reconnaissance, self-defense, and attack equipment. Hong Ye put on her day mission uniform and selected some more practical and lightweight weapons and equipment.
To avoid being noticed, the plane stopped over a suburb not far from the city. Hongye dropped the rope and slid down, landing in an open space.
After the plane left, Hongye walked to a nearby road and took a taxi to the front of Luo shopping mall. This place was very familiar to Hongye.