Ning Yazhi took a breath and finally calmed down. She smiled palely: "Doctor, come on."
Chen Feng stood at the door, uneasy. He took a puff of his cigar, and the smoke immediately covered his wild and handsome face. At this time, he did not see sunshine at all, but a gloomy cloudy sky.
Half an hour later, the doctor finally came out and saw him stunned for a moment at the door, and then stopped Chen Feng who was about to rush in: "Mr. Chen, Miss Ning Yazhi was bleeding too much and was in excruciating pain, so she fell asleep inside.
She asked me to tell you not to worry about her, let her sleep quietly for a while, and don't disturb her."
This time it was Chen Feng's turn to be stunned. After the doctor left, he gritted his teeth and threw the cigar to the ground.
Did the woman really get stitches without anesthesia?
She is really as stubborn as ever, so stubborn that it makes people feel distressed.
Since she was asleep, how could she know that someone was disturbing her? Chen Feng smiled evilly and was about to push the door open when a hot woman suddenly threw herself into his arms: "Young Master Chen, you are here, are you?"
You're not hiding here to watch women change clothes."
The woman was very enthusiastic and hugged his strong waist, and she couldn't help but kiss him. The two of them kissed more and more wildly, as if no one was watching.
"Well, open the door and go in. There should be no one inside at this time."
Inside? Yes, there is Xiaoya inside.
He immediately cooled down, stopped the kiss suddenly, and whispered in her ear, "Today is my sister's birthday. I can't ruin her mood until it's over..."
"Can you wait?"
"Let's go somewhere else!" Qin Chenfeng still had the only sanity left.
Compared to the luxurious villa with bright lights, like a dazzling night pearl, there is a black off-road vehicle slowly passing by in a corner, like a vigorous leopard.
A woman wearing a black evening gown poked her head out, the car stopped in front of her, the door opened, and a hand stretched out and pulled her in.
"Would Mu Chengfeng feel bad if you tore this one-hundred-thousand-piece dress into this state?" came the man's lazy voice.
Ning Yazhi tugged again impatiently, and the foot wrapped with gauze on her slender leg was bleeding again. This time she was very careful not to let a few injections go in vain and let the wound tear.
"Xiao Nuo, hurry up. He is a devil. He will be in trouble if he finds me not in the lounge." Ning Yazhi wrinkled her nose, "Your disguise skills are really good, and you actually deceived them all."
The man was Yi Zinuo, who grew up together in the orphanage, and was also the man Xiaoya wanted to marry when she was a child.
But since Xiaoya knew that An An was the only one in his heart, she turned all her feelings into blessings.
Yi Zinuo looked at the pale little face distressedly: "You are really bold enough to want to escape alone. If I hadn't happened to be here, how would you have escaped? Don't you want this foot?"
While blaming, he stepped on the accelerator and drove very fast.
The car ran far away from this wealthy area. Ning Yazhi breathed a sigh of relief and sat down relaxedly. There was no anesthetic during the stitches. After running for a while, the pain was faintly felt again. Her pure and beautiful face was very beautiful.
She was pale, but she still showed a relaxed smile, obviously not wanting Yi Zinuo to worry.
"Isn't this because of you? Qin Chenfeng was entangled by a woman just now. I'm afraid it was a good thing you did, Xiaonuo, right?"