More than tempted for you

Chapter 1583
Chaos, too chaos, in the chaos, Lu Shaoqing had already pushed up her thin sweater, Bao'er was ashamed and angry, extremely embarrassed, why, did they take a step forward?
Her injured hand fumbled wildly on the bedside table and found a crystal music box. At this moment of urgency, she had no time to think about it.

The heavy crystal music box slammed into the back of Lu Shaoqing's head.

Lu Shaoqing, who was still buried in her chest, let out a muffled snort, his eyes were as scary as Satan's, he slowly raised his head, and he hadn't said a word of reproach.

But Bao'er couldn't help but moaned suddenly: "It hurts..."

Lu Shaoqing looked at her suspiciously: "Why are you in pain?"

He touched the back of his head with his hand, and a pool of blood stained his fingers, which looked shocking.

But Bao'er's expression seemed to be more painful than his, and that expression didn't seem to be faked. Her expression was distorted to the extreme, and she could hear endless groans.

Lu Shaoqing suddenly panicked: "Bao'er, what's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

Bao'er gritted her teeth, with cold sweat rolling down her cheeks, she couldn't say a word, she could only barely utter two words between her teeth: "It hurts...it hurts..."

The dark red blood on the back of Lu Shaoqing's head had flowed down to his neck, which was shocking, but he had no time to take care of himself at the moment, and reached out to touch her face: "Where does it hurt? Where does it hurt?"

Bao'er was in so much pain that she didn't know what position to take. She was so painful that she couldn't even breathe: "Hands...hands hurt...wrists hurt."

Just now, when she was desperate and had no time to take care of her injured wrist, when she used all her strength to pick up the heavy crystal music box and smash it on the back of his head, her wrist was broken again, and the injury worsened. Hands are removed.

It hurts, it hurts too much, big beads of sweat keep flowing down, her face is extremely pale, her expression is really too painful.

Lu Shaoqing was very distressed, and immediately picked her up and rushed out. Bao'er was still rational: "Let me go, let me go!"

Lu Shaoqing opened the door abruptly. Liang Yu, who was guarding the door, was startled when he saw this posture. After a closer look, he pointed to Lu Shaoqing's neck in fright: "Lu...Mr. Lu, you are injured."

Lu Shaoqing hugged Li Bao'er, who was in so much pain that he couldn't speak a word, and hurried into the elevator: "Stop talking, drive to the municipal hospital immediately, and let their orthopedic specialists get ready."

Liang Yu didn't dare to open his mouth to question any more, and followed him into the elevator.

The car was speeding in the night, and Bao'er kept crying out for pain, but the more it hurt, the more she couldn't touch it. She hung her injured right hand feebly, the pain was so painful that she couldn't sit still, and the sweat rolled down along with the tears.

She whimpered and asked him, "Why... why did you do this to me?"

Lu Shaoqing looked gloomy. The wound on the back of his head was also serious and bleeding, but he couldn't care about his injury anymore. He gritted his teeth and said, "Why didn't you call me as soon as you were injured?"

The flesh on Bao'er's cheek was so painful that it twitched, her left hand was tightly clutching the back of the front seat, her hair was wet with sweat, she stared at Lu Shaoqing: "Why should I call you?" ? Who are you to me?"

She questioned so clearly, her eyes were full of sorrow and despair, Lu Shaoqing gritted his teeth and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will worry about you?"

Bao'er sneered: "Are you worried that I will delay the progress of the crew?"

(End of this chapter)