"I'm fine, the key is your brother." Ye Weiwei eagerly broke away from Xiao Lingyun's wrist and pushed open the car door.
The person who sent the text message said that Xiao Jinghan was drugged, maybe with poison, but Xiao Jinghan could not be poisoned.
"Well, let's go up first!" Xiao Lingyun followed.
When the two were in the elevator, Jiang Liuyue had already walked out of the room.
She just couldn't bear to listen anymore, so she couldn't help but raised her foot and kicked the door open in one breath.
Seeing Xiao Jinghan's appearance, Jiang Liuyue was a little envious of Ye Weiwei.
She had never seen a man love a woman like this.
Ye Weiwei, you are so lucky.
Three minutes later, outside the door of the ninth-floor luxury suite, Xiao Lingyun still held Ye Weiwei's hand, "Sister-in-law, I... I'll go in first, okay?"
"It's okay, I'll do it!" After Ye Weiwei said that, she raised her foot and kicked him hard.
There was a clang and the door fell to the ground.
Xiao Lingyun covered her mouth and nose. While marveling, she felt uneasy in her heart. It's best... it's best that what they saw was not that kind of scene.
However, after Ye Weiwei walked in with her, she saw black lace pants, a bra, and the woman's torn dress and skirt lying on the ground in a mess.
Ye Weiwei's heart skipped a beat and she no longer dared to move further inside.
"Um...I...let me go in." Xiao Lingyun stopped Ye Weiwei, "You have me in everything!"
After the words fell, she took a deep breath, feeling as if the wind was rustling and the water was cold.
However, Ye Weiwei suddenly grabbed her wrist, raised her eyebrows and asked: "Do you...smell the smell of blood?"
Xiao Lingyun shook her head, her sense of smell was not that sensitive.
Ye Weiwei let go of her hand and followed the smell of blood to the bathroom.
She pushed the door open roughly, and the next moment, she was frozen in place.
Xiao Jinghan was sitting in the bathtub. His abdomen was bright red, and his handsome features were covered with fine beads of sweat. His lip was bitten and blood was flowing out.
At this moment, he is like the bloodthirsty Count Dracula in ancient legends, which is shocking and distressing.
"Xiao Jamhan, what's wrong with you?" Ye Weiwei rushed over, looked at his injured area, and asked distressedly.
"Weiwei." Xiao Jamhan came back to his senses, his cold hand fell on Ye Weiwei's face, his thin lips curled up, as if he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's my Weiwei, luckily it's you."
"Xiao Jamhan, you...get up quickly, let's go to the hospital first." Ye Weiwei cried.
God knows how distressed she is now.
There was a lot of blood. Xiao Jamel lost a lot of blood.
Xiao Jamhan stood up with difficulty, gently hooked the bridge of Ye Weiwei's nose with his slender fingers, and whispered: "Little fool, don't worry, I...I'm fine, I keep my innocence, no, no...Yes, I'm sorry...
…”
Before the man could say the last word, he had already fainted in Ye Weiwei's arms.
Ye Weiwei suddenly couldn't hold back her tears. She hugged Xiao Jamhan tightly and said, "Xiao Jamhan, don't die!"
"Sister-in-law... I saw a..." Xiao Lingyun came over with a bloody knife. As soon as he raised it, he saw the blood on his brother's body and exclaimed: "I'll go, my brother... I
I’m not going to kill myself just to keep my innocence, right?”
Ye Weiwei swallowed even more, "It should be. Lingyun, I'll leave it to you outside. I'll take her to the hospital first."
"Okay, you guys go quickly. My brother is a Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death. He won't die so quickly. You...don't worry." Xiao Lingyun's heart ached when he saw Ye Weiwei crying.