Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 332 Attracting Everyone (4)
"What did you call me?" Mingzhu really didn't move anymore, but she squinted her eyes, coldly looking at the man who was holding her hands tightly.

"Ming...Miss Ming, I call you Miss Ming." Ding Feng avoided her eyes and muttered in a low voice.

"Ding Feng, remember your identity. Although the 'Mad World' is not as good as before, I am still your master after all!" Mingzhu's sharp eyes fell on the back of his hand. Although Ding Feng was unwilling, he still let go slowly. up.

Seeing that Ding Feng did not speak, Mingzhu asked again: "Why am I here?"

Looking straight into the man's eyes, she saw herself reflected in the pupils, with a layer of white gauze wrapped around her head, she reached out to touch it in disbelief, and sure enough... Her clear and black hair was separated by a circle of white gauze. It became two paragraphs.

"Speak up, what's wrong with me?" Mingzhu was anxious. Apart from her face and her whole body, she cared most about her beautiful hair.

Just because in memory, someone stroked her hair lightly, saying that her hair was as silky as silk and as lustrous as jade.

Ding Feng stood up from the bed, looked into her eyes, and said softly: "We had a car accident, and I sent you to the nearest hospital. Don't worry, the place is a bit shabby, but the medical skills are good."

"We had a car accident?" Mingzhu repeated his words in disbelief.

Ding Feng nodded, "Yes."

Looking at the man in front of him who was not handsome, but also resolute, the scene that happened last night flooded into his mind like a mountain and sea.

Forgive him for being drugged by that bastard Song Yi. She was the one driving the car. As soon as the car left the city, she felt a shadow cast on her face. She was looking back, but she didn't expect that there would be a big car at the intersection on one side. The truck pulls out.

The thing that cast a shadow on her face quickly grabbed the steering wheel, and then, she only heard a loud noise, and then fell into a coma, without knowing anything.

Gathering her mind, she grabbed the water glass on one side and threw it at the man. With Ding Feng's skill, he could dodge it, but he didn't. He took the weight of the glass on his forehead abruptly.

All the water in the glass fell on him, and the glass fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Ding Feng still stood there without moving.

Hearing a loud voice, a woman in a dirty nurse's uniform opened the door and came in. Seeing the broken glass on the ground and the blood flowing from the man's forehead, she frowned and looked at the woman sitting on the hospital bed. He reprimanded: "This gentleman has a slight concussion in the head. Do you want him to go to see the King of Hades immediately if you hit him like this!"

Mingzhu was stunned, and stared at the man standing aside, who would not fight back no matter how much she lost her temper, and would never fight back no matter how much she lost her temper.

Sure enough, his face was also very pale, and his tall and burly figure was no longer as tall as usual.

"Ma'am, just looking at your clothes, I know that you are either rich or expensive, but your husband is really good to you, you don't know, last night, when he rushed into our clinic with you in his arms, we were all scared Broken, not by you who are unconscious, but by him who is covered in blood."

The little nurse took a look at Mingzhu and continued to chatter, "When the car hit the tree, he used his arm to cushion you. More than half of the shattered windshield stuck into his arm, and several large pieces The fragments are just a few millimeters away from his tendons, and if you suffer such a serious injury, and run all the way with you in your arms, his hand will be scrapped at any time, I think if he didn't love you..."

"Get out of here, who wants you to talk too much here!" Mingzhu's eyes flashed Xiao Mu's coldness, and she interrupted the little nurse's words of persuasion sharply.

The little nurse was startled by her expression, curled her lips, and read in a low voice: "It's really a dog who bites Lu Dong and doesn't know a good heart. Such a good man, one day he will be angry and go away, just wait and cry." .”

When she left the ward, she gave Ding Feng a sympathetic look.

Ding Feng remained expressionless, except for the occasional twitching of his Adam's apple, which showed that he was actually listening. In fact, he also had a heart and something he cared about.

"Get out of here too!" Mingzhu grabbed the pillow and threw it at Ding Feng.

There was a flash of pain in Ding Feng's dark eyes, and after taking another deep look at her, he walked out.

When Mingzhu was the only one left in the messy ward, she inserted her hands into her hair and pulled it violently like masochistic.

Does Ding Feng really think she doesn't know anything?

When the car was about to hit a tree, the "bright pearl" he exhaled anxiously, and the "bright pearl" that he leaned into his ear just now when she was half awake and half awake, made her very sure. , he was the fish that slipped through the net among the eight people back then.

She asked why, now that the "Mad World" has declined like this, he still stays by her side seeking fame and not profit. It turned out that it was to make up for the guilt in his heart.

Okay, very good, Ding Feng, you want to make up, right? Then I will make you make up for it.

At this time, Mingzhu still didn't know that her car accident was actually caused by Ling Mo.

Ling Mo is such a perceptive person, although he didn't know about Mingzhu's unbearable past, he already knew that Ding Feng was so loyal to Mingzhu because of the love in his heart.

Because of his deep love for Mingzhu, Ding Feng ignored her warning and sneaked into his room when he was "comatose".

When he stood beside his bed, he was holding a knife in his hand. The tip of the knife was white and cold, and even with his eyes closed, he could feel it with his keenness.

Sensing the dangerous breath, he still lay motionless on the bed with his eyes closed.

In normal times, a Ding Feng would definitely not talk about it, but even though the bullet in his chest was blocked by the jade pendant, he still suffered a lot of internal injuries.

The cold blade brushed across his lukewarm cheeks, and after a while, Ding Feng sighed, "Ling Mo, do you think Mingzhu will still like you if I smudge your face?"

God damn it, he never dreamed that a man like Ding Feng, who looked very burly and manly, would actually utter such complaints like a jealous woman.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his hands hidden under the quilt clenched into fists. He didn't want to disfigure his face. It wasn't that he cared so much about his face as a man, but that he was afraid of having two scars on his face. , frightened his little wife.

(End of this chapter)