Chapter 131 Block the next knife

   But the strange thing is that there are no wounds, not even scars. They only know that what the patient lacks most now is blood.

After    Xiao Mo was transfused with blood, Xiao Mo was successfully transferred to the general ward. As for the doctor, Fu Ye just prevaricates it.

  Outside the general ward——

   "Sister Ye, it's alright, the doctors said that people are all right, so you don't have to worry."

   "Wang Chen, right, that bastard! How dare you stab our Xiaoyeye, after he goes in, I will find someone to kill him in minutes!"

"Be quiet. By the way, Sister Ye, although the man inside blocked a knife for you, he was rescued by you. If he dares to entangle you in the future, tell us that we will be killed in minutes. —"

   The big guys were all around the ward. You said one sentence to me. The last sentence was interrupted by Fu Ye.

   "It's not me." Fu Ye frowned slightly, all he was thinking about was the scene where the little girl rescued Xiao Mo in the old house.

   After hearing this, everyone present instantly turned off the sound, and the screen went silent for a while.

  Lu Xue leaned against the door of the ward with a lollipop in his mouth, feeling the earrings in a trance.

   "How is it possible... who can bring people back to life, is there anyone else?" The big guy was stunned and shocked.

  Fourier pressed the tip of his tongue against the cheek wall, with a dignified touch between his thin eyebrows, his lips opened, "Yes..."

   suddenly thought of something, and Fu Ye's words suddenly changed in his throat, and changed, "It's a senior."

   Hearing the words, the bosses looked at each other in dismay, and didn't ask any further questions.

   was quiet for a long time.

It wasn't until only the stick was left in his mouth that Lu Xue came back to his senses, his feet were numb, he kicked a few times, and said to the woman sitting on the bench, "Sister Ye, you Go back if you're tired, it's me."

  's voice that has always been dangling suddenly became serious, and Fu Ye raised his head a little unaccustomedly and shook his head, "No need."

   Suddenly remembered something, and Fu Ye's eyes flashed with a hint of guilt, "He was hurt for me, so let me accompany him."

When the    fruit knife came over, Fu Ye himself did not expect that Xiao Mo would rush over to block her. At that moment, her mind was completely blank.

   "That's fine, I'll go back and have a look first. If you're tired, call me and I'll take over for you." With a lollipop stick in his hand, Lu Xue was rarely serious.

   Hearing this, Fourier nodded.

   After seeing you, Lu Xue left.

  …

   When we went back, it was almost one or two o'clock.

  The police took notes at the scene, and the guests left early.

  The second floor of the old house, in the bedroom——

  The little girl has slept for two or three hours. Fu Chen sat on the sofa, turning the silver Desert Eagle in his hand, assembling and disassembling, disassembling and reassembling, but he was absent-minded.

   When he woke up, Wen Bai opened his eyes and it was the familiar top of the bed, and an emotion that seemed to be blocked in his heart suddenly surged up.

   made the little girl unable to react, and her vision was blurred again.

  The scene that flashed in his mind was the scene where Xiao Mo fell with a fruit knife in his chest.

   That scene is terribly familiar again...

   The little girl forcibly suppressed that emotion, swallowed her dry throat, sat up slowly, and looked into the room.

   found that Fu Yanwang was sitting on the sofa and was assembling the silver thing, and he could not see his face with his eyes down.

   "Fu, Mr. Fu..." The three words Fu Yan Wang came to the mouth, but fortunately the little girl collected them quickly, and quickly replaced the three words of Mr. Fu.

   After assembling the last part, he heard the little girl's voice. The man almost didn't think about it, put down the cold thing, got up and walked towards her.

   (end of this chapter)