The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 535 Will There Be Scars?
Xu Shu was surprised for a moment, but fortunately his mental quality was strong, so he could barely maintain a little calm at this time.

"Breaking the law, if you really go to kill people, for the rest of your life, if you are slightly injured, I can only treat you through the iron railings, and you have to apply for it. Trouble."

"Are you locked up?"

Then how can he take care of the little waist.

"Forget it, it's not worth it."

Mo Ting leaned back on the sofa again, raised his head, and stared blankly at the chandelier on the ceiling.

He suddenly...

do not know what to do with it.

After Chu Yao wakes up, how can she let her out so that she will not be angry?

"Is your back still hurt?" Xu Shu asked.

Mo Ting's eyes were clearly open, but he seemed to have fallen asleep with them open, breathing so lightly that it was barely audible.

Xu Shu's legs went numb, so he simply sat on the carpet.

No rush.

When I thought Mo Tingshen would not answer, I heard his voice: "No."

"Ah."

Xu Shu responded, put away the bottles and jars, and there was a pile of bloody paper and gauze on the coffee table.

The fragments stuck on Mo Tingshen's knee were picked out piece by piece by Xu Shu with tweezers.

He didn't even yell out the pain, and his legs didn't even twitch. If he didn't feel the warmth of his legs, Xu Shu would have thought that the person sitting in front of him was a dummy.

The one inside...

hurt more.

Estimated time, the wound in Chu Yao's clothes was almost healed.

Xu Shu went to knock on the door, and it was a nurse who opened the door. He walked in and found the big bed in the middle of the bedroom. The nurse had already told him what should be explained.

After that, Xu Shu and Doctor Xiao worked together to treat the remaining injuries on Chu's waist.

The door is not closed.

Mo Ting walked in.

He stood one meter away and looked at Chu Yao quietly. She was covered with a quilt, and her hands and feet were outside the quilt.

Xu Shu treated her hands, and Dr. Xiao treated her legs.

The corner of her left eye and the corner of her right forehead were covered with gauze, and there was a blood spot on her hairline, as if her hair had been ripped off.

She slept deeply, her long eyelashes were slightly curled, a thin layer of cicada wings fell on the lying silkworm, and the light shone on her porcelain-white face, which was so fragile that it would break if touched lightly.

The last time I saw Chu Yao so lifeless was in prison.

Through a piece of glass, she looked into his eyes and said, "Brother, I won't appeal anymore. Why are you here? That scum is covered by you. What am I doing jumping up and down here? Let me in, don't get caught." Me, if you dare to fish, I will commit suicide."

Chu Yao said this with a smile.

I don't know how she did it, the corners of her mouth and brows were smiling, but two lines of tears flowed down her face. She was obviously smiling, but she looked very sad.

Mo Ting stared at her for a long time, but couldn't see any hatred on her face.

Only begging to die.

Those gray eyes stared at him, calmly watching the changes in his expression, and finally before he could speak, calmly put the receiver back to its original position, and followed the female prison guard into the room.

Mo Ting's heart hurts deeply, it's so painful that it's hard to breathe.

"Will it leave a scar?"

Dr. Xiao immediately frowned.

She was injured like this. She heard that the front of the car was crushed. Fortunately, the airbag saved her life, but two ribs were broken. This is the most serious injury.

This is already the best result.

It is lucky to save my life, but at this time I am concerned about whether there will be scars. Sure enough, men...

"I will stay."

Xu Shu knew what Mo Tingshen was asking.

It's not that Mo Ting cares deeply, but that Chu Yao doesn't allow himself to have scars.

(End of this chapter)