The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 72 My Dad Is a Pink Boss (9)

What Lu Lichao considered was her body, and he never agreed.

He wanted to use this temptation to divert the little girl's attention, but unfortunately Jiang Tang remained motionless, his big eyes fixed on his waist and abdomen.

Jiang Tang smelled a strong smell of blood on his body, and looking at his bent posture, it was easy to tell that his waist and abdomen were injured.

The injury is serious.

"Dad, I'll help you."

Lu Lichao subconsciously wanted to back away, but Jiang Tang moved quickly and grabbed his hand, his palm was sticky.

That is blood.

Lu Lichao remained motionless, his mind spinning a thousand times, thinking of excuses.

In the end, Jiang Tang didn't seem to see anything, his face was normal, and he helped Lu Lichao back to the bedroom.

"Now lie down on the sofa and I'll make a call."

"I'm fine, Tangtang will go back to rest first..."

Before Lu Lichao could finish speaking, Jiang Tang had already turned around to talk on the phone.

"Doctor Zhao, my father is injured... well, he is not unconscious yet, well, it is very serious, please come back quickly... I will ask the housekeeper to pick you up in 10 minutes."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Tang turned his head and looked at Lu Lichao.

The white face was tense, and the soft and cute face was not intimidating, but Lu Lichao felt that his little girl was angry.

"Tang Tang, it's over."

Lu Lichao waved at Jiang Tang, who remained motionless with a serious expression.

"Dad, I know, you won't tell me what you do, but I hope that the next time you are in danger, think about it, you are not alone, I am just a sick person, you have an accident, I Can't survive a year."

Without treatment, Jiang Tang's life would be over.

Lu Lichao subconsciously clenched his fists.

When he thought of the little girl in front of him, lying alone on the hospital bed, waiting for death, his heart ached like a needle.

When did this little girl become so important to him?

I think that he was precarious all his life, he was fierce and aggressive, he had no relatives and friends, he was bloodthirsty and brutal, and he was never afraid of fighting with others.

He has never done less to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred.

It is a common thing to be injured and get shot. When have you ever worried about your own life?

But at the last moment, when Jiang Tang said that he was just a sick child, Lu Lichao suddenly started to feel lucky.

He was fortunate that after so many years of swords, guns and arrows, his life was hard, and he survived!

If he died in a fight, what would the girl in front of him do?
The orphanage will not continue to treat her. What awaits her is an indifferent and dark world and a mortal fate.

Recalling the past few months of getting along, Lu Lichao's heart suddenly softened.

I have been fighting hard all my life, and I have nothing to pin my heart on.

Looking at the porcelain-like little girl in front of him again, Lu Lichao smiled in a low voice, his expression softened.

"Girl, Dad is wrong, come give Dad a hug."

Jiang Tang snorted lightly and stood still.

Suddenly the man in front of him stood up, regardless of the bloody wound on his body, he picked up Jiang Tang and put him on his lap.

"You bad temper tantrum, my father is hurt so badly that he doesn't even know how to feel sorry for me."

"If I don't love you, I don't care about you now!"

The little girl's tone was coquettish, Lu Lichao listened, and strangely moved his unshaven chin up to rub her tender face.

"Well, good boy."

The man sighed deeply, his arms bound Jiang Tang's waist like iron, Jiang Tang couldn't break free, so he had to let him hold him.

(End of this chapter)