CEO Daddy,Don't Go Too Far

The operation lasted two hours. At this time, the clothes of Liangyuan's left shoulder had been wet with blood, and he didn't seem to realize it.

Xiangwan picked up clean clothes and put them on. She caught a glimpse of Liangyuan taking off her upper body clothes. The scar on the back has faded a lot, not as ferocious and frightening as it used to be.

It's a technical job to deal with injuries with one hand. Xiangwan looked at the wound on his body and tut went by.

"I'll help you." Xiangwan took the needle and thread. Good luck opened his eyes, "true or false?"

Xiangwan didn't want to answer, so he started directly. Since there was someone to help, good luck naturally would not refuse, and the wound was soon sutured.

"Your technique is much better." She was praised by good fortune, with a proud tone. Xiangwan learned her medical skills from Liangyuan. When she was young, she might have been a Wuchi. She was injured a lot, so Liangyuan taught her how to sew the wound.

The fragrant Wan eyebrow center wrinkly for a while, fleeting, with gauze bandage good suture wound. Cold, "OK, you go out."

"No, I haven't got your legs yet." Liangyuan bent down and picked up Xiangwan, "all the wounds have been cleaned, only the feet are left."

It's almost one o'clock in the morning waiting for the good fortune to connect Xiangwan's leg bone. Xiangwan is really tired, lying in bed to sleep.

Good luck went out and saw Mo Xiaoke drawing in the living room. Full of steps, "Xiao Ke?"

Voice murmur, deeply afraid to disturb Mo Xiaoke.

Mo Xiaoke chuckled, "I'll paint it again. It doesn't matter."

With Mo Xiaoke's words, we can rest assured and go boldly. Liangyuan sits opposite Mo Xiaoke, looks at the manuscript drawn on the table and praises, "it's really beautiful."

"Is it?" Don't take it lightly.

Good luck nodded heavily, "it's really beautiful." Although he doesn't often draw cartoons, his daughter must be the best.

"There are traitors in xiangmen." Mo Xiaoke finished the line and stopped.

Good luck, dangerous squint, traitor? Mo Xiaoke still with a smile, "master should also know."

Now Mo Xiaoke is still called master Xiangwan, not his mother. Xiangwan also knew that she didn't force anything. After all, she didn't want her daughter first.

"Shall I help you find out?" On the surface of good luck, murderous, "or you already know."

Mo Xiaoke whistled and joked, "of course it's clear." After all, she's the next Xiangwan. It's impossible that she can't find out.

"Thousands of injuries take at least three days." Good luck said, "wanjingquan is also, at least three days to recover."

Mo Xiaoke sorted out the manuscript, leaned on the sofa with a trace of laziness, "three days is enough for me to deal with waste, I heard that Xiangzi has arrived at Ye Xiao."

Hong Qi in the Hong family, Xiangzi in the translatable Lin family and ye Xiao in the translatable Lin family. Ten thousand families have ten thousand sceneries. It's Mo Xiaoke. As for Hazer, it's said that Ren Fei has already arrived at the League Headquarters to deal with Jie kaihuaide.

It is not clear who will lose or win the battle.

"Cough..." With the sound of coughing, Wan Jingquan put out his hand, and there was a lot of blood on his hand.

The doctor who bandaged Wan Jingquan's wound said, "commander, you can't use force for three days, or you will really see the king of hell in advance."

"Are you hurt?" A soft voice came from behind.

Wan Jingquan glared at the doctor angrily and complained. Turning to see Li Qingling, the recovery of casual appearance, "yes, I was injured."