A bodyguard walked over cautiously and threw Chen Qiuyun in his hand to the ground, "Master, what should I do with this woman?"
Chen Qiuyun was beaten half to death by the bodyguards. Her nose was black and her eyes were swollen. Her entire face was deformed, her eyes were narrowed into slits, and she looked as ugly as a ghost. She could not see her former grace at all.
A trace of cold murderous intent flashed in Leng Qirui's eyes. He was hit on the back of the head just now, which made his head buzz. This woman's attack was so cruel. "I crippled her hands, scratched her face, and...
She was sold to the Middle East as a prostitute."
Chen Qiuyun was so frightened that her head was rumbling, "No, you should kill me, kill me..."
Leng Qirui glanced at her again lazily, "Want to die? It's not that cheap. Just drag it on. You should taste the feeling of not being able to survive or die."
Chen Qiuyun cried like a ghost and howled like a wolf, screaming repeatedly, and was finally punched out by the bodyguard before she stopped.
Leng Qirui helped Qingting stand up, groping here and there uneasily. He felt annoyed and angry, but more importantly, he felt happy.
Looking at the red and swollen little face, the glistening tears, and the scared eyes, he felt very distressed because he failed to protect her.
He reached out to touch her little face, but suddenly his vision went dark, his body swayed, and Qingting screamed in fright, "Leng Qirui, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."
He closed his eyes and remained motionless, lying quietly on Qingting's shoulder.
She tilted her head and touched the back of his head. Her hand was wet and full of bright red blood. She opened her eyes in fear, and her heart felt as if a piece of it had been dug out alive. The painful blood was dripping, "Qirui, Leng Qi."
Rui, wake up quickly, don’t wake up, do you hear me, ah ah ah, don’t die, I can’t live without you, Leng Qirui, don’t.”
Overwhelming fear surged into my heart. Is he going to die?
Damn it, she didn't die. Damn it, did he block death for her?
No, she would rather die than herself.
She could no longer stand, she was exhausted mentally and physically. The little stars in front of her eyes were spinning around, and her body fell softly. But even though she was unconscious, her hands still held Qi Rui's body tightly.
By the time she regained consciousness, she was already in the hospital, and the bodyguards kept talking in her ears, but she sat blankly like a fool, without any reaction.
After hearing the news, Leng's mother came, sweating profusely and shouting, "Where's Ah Rui? Where is he?"
Qingting's expression was dull, his eyes staring at the door of the ward, as if he was still immersed in a nightmare, the cold air rose from the soles of his feet and quickly spread throughout his body.
It's cold, so cold. It's obviously a hot summer, but it's colder than the coldest winter in the twelfth lunar month.
Leng's mother was going crazy with anxiety. Why did her son always get into trouble? She pulled her arm desperately, "Speak quickly. How is Rui?"
The bodyguard couldn't help but say, "Madam, Mr. Rui is undergoing a full physical examination. All the authorities in the medical field have been invited, especially brain experts..."
Brain department? Leng's mother's heart sank, her face turned pale, and she couldn't help but burst into anger, "Who did it? Who? Whoever dares to hurt my son, I will take his life."
She was so excited that she desperately asked who did it, wanting to tear him apart.
The bodyguard didn't know where to start. He had a splitting headache and felt very depressed.
"Madam, please don't do this. Please be quiet for a while."
No one wants this. As long as Miss Qingting's matter comes up, Rui Shao will run faster than anyone else. He will do everything first and take the lead, completely forgetting about their bodyguards.
Perhaps this is an instinctive, unthinking physical reaction.