One child with two treasures: Fu Shao's pet wife is super powerful!

Chapter 107
The pain from her throat made her feel that the air in her chest was about to run out, so she could only instinctively shake the hand of the person in front of her.

But the other party's eyes were ruthless, as if he only wanted to kill her.

No, she had to fight back to save herself.

She fumbled behind her, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, she grabbed the quilt and covered the person in front of her.

The other party obviously didn't expect her to do this, his eyes were suddenly covered, and he unconsciously let go of the hand that grabbed Jian Chuyao's neck.

Jian Chuyao took the opportunity to move to the back of the bed, got off the bed and stood on the ground with sharp eyes, and turned on the light casually.

"You came to my house in the middle of the night and wanted to kill me?"

I didn't see the real thing just now, only to realize that the person in front of me is not very old, at most 20 years old, but the eyes look very scary.

Just how much deep hatred is there to make him kill her in the middle of the night.

"It was you who drove my mother crazy. I want to seek revenge from you." He looked at Jian Chuyao persistently, took out a knife from his arms, and wanted to continue to strike.

Jian Chuyao was taken aback when her eyes touched the sharp weapon in his hand, this man really came to kill her.

Instinctive fear appeared in her heart, and she could only procrastinate, "Who is your mother? You have no grievances with me, you are still young, don't ruin most of your future."

Unexpectedly, after she mentioned his mother, the other party became even more emotional. He raised the knife in his hand and pointed at her, "Do you still have the guts to ask? My mother is Yu Fangfang, and I am her son Ye Ke. She is crazy. You are crazy!"

Jian Chuyao was even more suspicious, fearing that he would do something drastic, her eyes locked on him.

While defending himself, "The fact that your mother is crazy has nothing to do with me, you have found the wrong person."

"No, it's you. I asked. Only you and that man looked for my mother that night. My mother went crazy the next day. You still said it wasn't you?"

As he said that, he started to approach Jian Chuyao, picked up the knife and slashed at Jian Chuyao's body.

Jian Chuyao dodged flexibly, but she couldn't stand the other party's entanglement, and the space was so small.

"hiss"

A cut was torn on her arm by a knife, and blood gushed out immediately. Jian Chuyao gasped, and quickly analyzed the situation in her mind. She had to seek help, and she had to go out first.

Thinking of this, Jian Chuyao ran out of the bedroom door with all her strength, but was tripped on the floor of the living room because of her hurried steps.

After reacting, she instantly turned her head to see where Ye Ke was, but she didn't expect that someone else had already come in front of her, and was falling towards her with a knife.

Seeing the knife so close at hand, Jian Chuyao didn't have time to react, so she could only try to avoid it.

In the end, the knife landed on her shoulder, smearing a large amount of blood, even splashing a lot on the ground.

After all, he was just an adult, when Ye Ke's eyes touched Jian Chuyao's bleeding shoulder, his movements suddenly stopped, as if he had suddenly regained consciousness.

At a loss, he took a few steps back, looking at her with frightened eyes, and did not dare to make any further moves.

Jian Chuyao didn't dare to stay, she sat on the ground and moved her body towards the door, her bloodless lips twitched, "Help... help me quickly..."

Because of the massive blood loss, she could clearly feel that her consciousness was losing consciousness a little bit.

She warned herself over and over again not to fall asleep, otherwise she probably wouldn't be able to wake up from this sleep, but she couldn't bear the huge drowsiness that hit her at all.

I'm so tired, I really want to sleep...

In a daze, she seemed to hear Fu Shenze's voice, and a bitter smile rose from the corner of her mouth with difficulty.

Sure enough, people who were about to die had auditory hallucinations, and she drove Fu Shenze away with her own hands. Now that I think about it, it would be great if he was here.

The last light in front of her eyes disappeared, and she closed her eyes weakly.

As for Fu Shen, who was walking on the road, he was always uneasy, this was not a good sign, so after thinking twice, he turned back again.

If Jian Chuyao still doesn't let her in, he will watch downstairs.

Unexpectedly, it was already midnight when he came downstairs to Jian Chuyao, but the lights in Jian Chuyao's room were still on.

Just when he was wondering, a black shadow flashed in front of the window, and Fu Shen's eyes suddenly turned cold.

He was not mistaken, he was sure, it was not Jian Chuyao.

Shrouded in great fear in his heart, he ran directly upstairs at the fastest speed.

But when he came to Jian Chuyao's door, he saw that Jian Chuyao, whose shoulders were covered with blood, was unconscious at the threshold.

At that moment, the feeling of suffocation in his heart made Fu Shenze feel dazed for a while. She was injured like this after he was not around for a while.

There was overwhelming coldness in Fu Shenze's eyes, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly to reach Jian Chuyao's face.

The person standing not far away held a bloody knife in his hand, but his body was trembling unceasingly.

Fu Shenze's hands were clenched instantly, and he walked up to Ye Ke in three steps at a time. He greeted Ye Ke's face with his fists, and kicked his legs mercilessly.

It is completely the rhythm of beating people to death.

The bloodthirsty anger in Fu Shenze's eyes gradually dissipated until the person was beaten to the ground and couldn't stand up, and his face was also stained.

Calm down, take out your mobile phone and call the police.

After being connected, he said coldly: "I'm Fu Shenze, come to this location on my phone to catch the murderer who broke into the house and deliberately murdered."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the other party to speak again, Fu Shen directly hung up the phone and returned to Jian Chuyao, who was covered in blood, with a flash of heartache in his eyes.

Holding her body as gently as possible, he quickly ran downstairs, put Jian Chuyao flat on the back seat, and quickly started the car.

Because it was midnight, there were not many people on the road, so he went straight through the red light all the way to the hospital.

Until Jian Chuyao was sent to the operating room, Fu Shenze still did not let go of his tense emotions.

He clasped his hands tightly and pounded heavily on the wall, leaving bloodstains immediately, but he didn't seem to feel the pain, and repeated the movement over and over again.

The moment he saw Jian Chuyao covered in blood, he felt as if the whole world had instantly turned gray.

If something happens to Jian Chuyao, he will definitely make that person pay in blood!
For an unknown amount of time, Fu Shenze stared blankly at the operating room until he saw the lights go out, and he got up instantly and walked to the door.

"Doctor, is she alright?" He didn't even realize that, when he said this, his voice trembled a little.

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious. It's just that the excessive blood loss looks a little scary, and it didn't hurt the vitals." The doctor looked at the nervous man in front of him and explained patiently.

Hearing the news of Jian Chuyao's safety, Fu Shenze suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Afterwards, he stayed by Jian Chuyao's side all the time, looking at the little face on the hospital bed, his heart ached.

God knows how scared he was.

He stretched out his hand to hold Jian Chuyao's hand, his eyes were extraordinarily gentle, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have left."

From the moment he saw her hurt, he had been regretting it. If he hadn't left, Jian Chuyao would have slept soundly at home.

Just like that, he stayed by her side for the whole night, looking much haggard, without the appearance of winning in his hands in the past.

(End of this chapter)