Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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It was dark and there were many injured people. Yuan Luyi had no strength. She managed to crawl here, no matter who she was, as long as she could save her, she didn't want to die, she couldn't die.

Feng Sujin looked at the original green art, she crawled out of the building?

secret?

Feng Sujin's eyes were deep. Everything that happened in the restaurant tonight seemed to be a big net, which was arranged from the beginning.

Yuan Luyi may also be one of the chess pieces. If there is useful information, she can really save her.

She was going to the hospital anyway, because she knew that she was injured. In order not to let Jun Mohan know that she was worried, and to prevent the two from being distracted in the attack, she was supporting herself and was injured by a bullet. ,Really hurts.

Feng Sujin looked at Jun Mohan, frowning his lips and wondering how to speak.

Jun Mohan met her eyes and knew what she was thinking. He instructed a shadow guard to bring the original green art to the hospital.

Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin's tired look, and felt sorry for himself.

He hugged her horizontally.

Feng Sujin's face changed when she was hugged. She was afraid that Jun Mohan knew she was injured and then worried. She wanted to go to the hospital quietly.

When Jun Mohan hugged Feng Sujin, he felt the wet, his brilliant eyes suddenly shattered, his hands trembled, "Ajin, are you injured?"

"I ... I'm fine, the blood of those assassins was on me ..."

Jun Mohan's brilliant eyes flashed a gloomy gloom and his body was very tight. He held Feng Sujin and quickly boarded the ambulance parked not far away, so that the car quickly moved towards the nearest hospital. And go.

Although Feng Sujin had terrible back pain, she clenched her teeth and braced herself. She was afraid of Jun Mohan.

Even if this was the case, Feng Sujin's body trembled slightly, and she still gritted her teeth and said to Jun Mohan, "I'm fine, really, it doesn't hurt."

Jun Mohan shook Feng Sujin's hand and his eyes were red and bloodshot.

He looked at Feng Sujin's pale face, and his face was still sweating, but even so, she was still struggling to comfort herself.

Jun Mohan just felt his heart suffocated as if stirred by a knife.

Why didn't he see it when he was in the restaurant?

He was hurt when he kept her by his side.

He wanted to say something, but as soon as his throat moved, there was a sweet smell. He couldn't make a sound, he could only hold Feng Sujin's hand tightly, his body was stiff, and he couldn't even move.

He was too afraid to lose her.

Feng Sujin looked at the thick worries and distresses in Jun Mohan's eyes, and her heart trembled. She couldn't care less about the pain.

She wanted to comfort a few words, but now that she was relaxed, the tight strings were loosened, her whole body was painful and tired, and her eyelids couldn't be opened.

Jun Mohan shivered fiercely, holding Feng Sujin's hand very hard, "Jin, don't sleep, don't close your eyes, obediently ... don't sleep, don't sleep, you'll be in the hospital in a while . "

Jun Mohan's throat was dry and painful, and he choked out, his voice with a husky and painful tone.

Feng Sujin's eyelashes trembled slightly. She listened to Jun Mohan's voice, worried about him, and tried to open her eyes. It was Jun Mohan's red eyes, "Mo ... Mo Han ... I'm so tired ... ... "

At this moment Jun Mohan's blood on his face had faded. He was really afraid that Feng Sujin would be shocked like this.