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Chapter 222 I Love You

Wen Shiyu left soon.

During his absence, Song Yixi also started treatment.

Because of that drug, her condition was under control, but the treatment was still painful, and she had to endure great pain.

But because of the warmth and happiness in her heart, she didn't feel how difficult this kind of life was.

It's just that she was not used to seeing Wen Shiyu.

Wen Shiyu would call her once every Wednesday night. Song Yixi listened to the somewhat blurred and distorted voice over there, and said softly, "When are you coming back?"

Surrounded by the pungent smell of blood, Wen Shiyu held the phone in one hand, took a towel from a tall man, and wiped off the blood stained on his body.

When he went out this time, he kept Fu Jie and Wu Sen by Song Yixi's side to ensure that she would not have any accidents.

He said softly: "Hurry up, Yixi, wait for me."

Song Yixi was holding painkillers, and the doctor asked her to take one at a time, but she didn't want to rely on these medicines.

With cold sweat oozing from his forehead, Song Yixi sat on the carpet against the bed: "I miss you."

Wen Shiyu felt very soft when he heard her acting like a baby to him.

The doctor walked in from the outside and was startled when he saw him on the phone.

Wen Shiyu motioned him not to make a sound, took off his coat with one hand, exposing his bloody arm, and let the doctor disinfect him.

From the beginning to the end, there was no fluctuation in his voice, it was always gentle and gentle. The doctor took a look at him and couldn't help but relax his movements.

The young master really spoiled the woman on the phone to the bottom of his heart.

After finishing the call, Wen Shiyu put the phone in his pocket, and after the doctor treated his wound, he put on his coat.

A subordinate came in and reported: "Master, we have caught Jiang Shen's woman, do you want to see her, Master?"

Wen Shiyu said in a deep voice, "Let her in."

Soon, a woman with slightly disheveled hair was brought in.

She has a delicate baby face, and she is wearing a medieval dress with complicated and gorgeous patterns extending from the neckline to the tail of the skirt, which is indescribably luxurious and mysterious.

Wen Shiyu didn't look at her much, and after a glance, he said lightly: "Tell me everything you know, and I won't make things difficult for you."

As soon as Luo Qingyuan entered the door, she noticed the man sitting in the main seat.

She looked a little dazed.

Hearing his words, she didn't pay attention, she just stared at his overly beautiful face, clenched her fingers tightly, her eyes burst out with an unprecedented bright light, and asked curiously: "What's your name?"

Wen Shiyu frowned and looked at her.

The subordinates around looked at each other in surprise.

Is this woman crazy? It's fine if she doesn't beg for mercy, but she still has the mind to ask the young master's name.

Wen Shiyu ignored her, and said in a deep voice, "I only give you one chance, say."

"Whatever you want to know, I can tell you."

Compared with this man, the men she had met before were nothing.

Luo Qingyuan's eyes were curved, and her pure face was as pure and harmless as a little lolita: "You look much better than Jiang Shen, where are you from, and how old are you this year?"

Wen Shiyu narrowed his eyes dangerously, impatient.

He glanced at his men.

Immediately, someone handed the pen and paper to Luo Qingyuan: "Write down everything you know, word for word, on it."

This is very important to them.

Luo Qingyuan took the pen and paper, her voice was clear like an oriole, and she stared at Wen Shiyu obsessively: "I can write, but you have to tell me your name."

(End of this chapter)