Zhuo Xinren returned to the room and lay on the bed.
He glanced at Ye Kui standing by the bed and brought the fatigue on her face to his eyes. "Get back, come here early tomorrow morning to take care of your savior."
"good."
Ye Kui nodded lightly, her clear black eyes as clear as water could not hide her fatigue.
Slowly exit the room.
Ye Kui pushed open the door of her room and walked in.
She lay on the bed, her eyes quietly looking at the cumbersome carvings on the ceiling.
For nearly half a month, she had been forced to stay by Zhuo Xinren's side, and she didn't know what Dugu Xiang was doing there.
In fact, when she walked downstairs today, she deliberately slowed down, just to hear the conversation between those people and Zhuo Xinren. From those people's mouths, she understood that Zhuo Xinren would be injured last night, which was completely
Because he was surrounded and suppressed by the military while smuggling goods.
So, what Zhuo Xinren has been secretly planning during this period is to arrange a smuggling business?
No, to be more precise, Zhuo Xinren is secretly expanding his territory.
There is no need for Australia in China, the military investigates smuggling arms very strictly. Zhuo Xinren's actions must be quite large, so it attracted the attention of the military. So, what about Dugu Xiang? The ones who encircled Zhuo Xinren last night were
Is Dugu Xiang's army sent out?
Ye Kui's mind was twisted and turned, and her thoughts were entrenched in waves.
Her brows frowned slightly, and her thoughts that could not be untied were like a heavy stone, pressing against her heart in waves, feeling uncomfortable.
During this period, she disappeared. Will Dugu Xiang be anxious and worried?
unconsciously.
Ye Kui gradually fell asleep, and the problems entrenched in her mind were not solved.
A shallow breath gradually overflowed.
On the bed, the woman was lying quietly.
A cool breeze blew in the entire huge room, exuding the fragrance of flowers and plants.
The night is getting dark.
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The next day.
Even in the early morning, the sky is still very dark.
The extremely low-pressed lead-gray clouds covered the boundless sky, rich and gloomy.
In the air, the breeze blowing in was filled with a hint of damp smell, as if the air flow was stagnant, silent and depressing.
In the room.
Under the bedding that was as white as snow, the woman was sleeping tightly, and her brows were slightly frowning, indicating that she was not sleeping soundly.
The door was pushed open.
A black figure walked in, and the black high-top boots stepped on the furry carpet, forming a strong visual contrast between black and white.
The man walked to the bed and sat down, his eyes fell on the woman's palm print that was obviously swollen on her right half of her face, and inadvertently recalled what happened yesterday in his mind.
In fact, he didn't know why he rushed over to help her block the bullet at that moment.
Zhuo Xinren glanced at the servant standing behind him from the corner of his eyes and said, "Give Yunnan Bai Yao ointment."
His voice deliberately lowered, and he did not want to wake up the woman who was sleeping soundly in bed.
The servant nodded immediately, turned around and walked out of the room. In an instant, he walked into the room again and respectfully handed the ointment in his hand to Zhuo Xinren.
“Get down.”
"Yes--" The servant lowered his head, did not dare to turn his gaze on Zhuo Xinren, and then left the room.
Close the door.
Zhuo Xinren unscrew the lid of the ointment and applied the ointment to the cotton swab. He stretched out his hand and pushed Ye Kui's hair hanging down on his cheek behind his ears, then applied the ointment on.