When Xia Yuxun reacted, the man had released her and pushed her wheelchair away without saying a word.

Xia Yuxun stood there blankly, touched her wrist that still had pain, and immediately followed him.

"What happened to you?"

Tang Jue's thin lips were pressed tightly, and he slammed all the faces with a straight face, without even looking at her.

"are you angry?"

Tang Jue still ignored her, but Xue Haitang next to her snorted mockingly.

"Hey, please pay attention to me?" Tang Jue pushed her wheelchair too fast, her foot hurt, and it was a bit difficult to chase her, "Where did I upset you? Are you saying something? What if I did it? It’s wrong, can’t I change it? But don’t you tell me how I knew what I did wrong? Hello..."

Xia Yuxun pulled on the armrest in a hurry, and suddenly a tearing pain came from the back of her hand. Then she realized that there was a blood hole on the back of her hand sometime, probably because she was accidentally cut by the blade when she was fighting with a thief. .

The man in the wheelchair continued forward without any distractions, and suddenly a trace of blood flashed in the afterimages, and suddenly stopped the wheelchair with a sudden brake. When he turned his head, he saw Xia Yuxun frowning at his hand, the white back of his hand. There was an eye-catching hole, and the blood dripped tickly on the white tiles on the ground...

Xia Yuxun felt a chill in his back first, and then the injured hand was pulled over.

She blinked and looked at the man who was holding her hand and looking at it with a daze.

The man raised his eyebrows after reading it. It was called a snow fluttering north wind...

Xia Yuxun shrank her neck subconsciously by that icy stare.

The man’s aura at the moment was so terrifying that neither the two bodyguards around him nor Xue Haitang dared to speak for a while, nor even dared to make a sound.

Just when Xia Yuxun suspected that Tang Jue was about to crush his hands, he opened a compartment on the wheelchair, opened a small bottle from inside, opened the cap, and poured some white powder on her. On the wound on the back of the hand...

Not knowing what it was, Xia Yuxun was in pain immediately, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but couldn't help but stay still.

"Um...it hurts..."

The man turned a deaf ear and continued to pour the powder.

Xia Yuxun was already scared to cry. Although she told herself that this person in front of her was a stranger, and that he should not be trusted casually, and that the suspicious powder might be poisonous, but looking at that familiar face, she just couldn't doubt it. He even trusted him without reservation...

Seeing the woman's eyes flushed with pain, the man slightly slowed down the action of applying the medicine.

Xia Yuxun immediately noticed it, so she continued to cry out for pain, and even had to ask every inch, "It hurts, blowing..."

As soon as the voice fell, the man's back stiffened extremely hard to detect, and he ignored her sternly.

Seeing that the man was indifferent, Xia Yuxun was a little worried.

This trick works well in the morning, right? What is going wrong? Is it because of Xue Haitang's presence?

She subconsciously turned her head and glanced at Xue Haitang. The anger in the woman's eyes was about to burn her to ashes, and her eyes were full of angry expressions of "There are such *** people in this world".

Xia Yuxun smiled harmlessly at her, with an expression that was not ashamed but proud, and Xue Haitang almost couldn't help coming up to fight her with anger.