V2.Chapter 35 (2/2)
The lost Wang Yue breaks away from Wang Fan's arms, lowers her head, turns around and walks in the same direction as before. The sad figure makes people feel sad.
”Wang Yue! I love you! I really love you
Wang Fan, who couldn't make a sound in his mouth, yelled loudly. His feet were like roots on the ground. He had no way to stop Wang Yue, who had already gone away.
After all, the emotional words just turned into smoke, and did not spread to Wang Yue's ears at all. Wang Fan felt that the whole world had abandoned him, and he was the most pitiful person in the world.
”I'm sorry!”
Tears across Wang Fan's cheek, he looked at the figure has become a red dot, helpless to say the most reluctant words.
A stabbing pain came from his shoulder. Wang Fan turned to look behind him, but saw Jiang Xiaonian in a white coat, pulling his flesh and blood on his shoulder with a pair of sharp tongs.
”Wang Fan, I'm here to save you!” Jiang Xiaonian said to Wang Fan with a bad smile, and the pliers on his hand added a bit of strength.
The pain made Wang Fan sweat. In the face of a man like Jiang Xiaonian, Wang Fan would not believe that he was kind enough to save himself.
Just at the moment when Jiang Xiaonian once again pulled his flesh and blood, Wang fanmeng turned around, stretched out a pair of big hands and pinched Jiang Xiaonian's neck.
His hands were as smooth as silk, which made him feel familiar as if he had just touched the delicate skin not long ago.
”Pa”
The clear slap in the face sounded, and the dizzy Wang Fan was instantly sober.
In the eye is Miao Qing's face, and her white neck and shoulders. Wang Fan's hands are on Miao Qing's neck now, but they haven't pinched her throat.
”Can't you be a little bit more honest!”
Miao Qing with hemostatic forceps in her hand stares at Wang Fan, who is confused and forced.
”Where am I?” Miao Qing was fierce for a moment did not respond, Wang Fan looked around the environment.
White walls and simple lamps, in addition to a double bed, there is only a shabby wardrobe in the room. Even so, the narrow room is full.
The hemostatic forceps in his hand clamped the blood vessels around the wound. Miao Qing sewed up the wound for him and said to Wang Fan: ”this is my nest.”
”How did you find me?” Brain gradually sober Wang Fan eyes back, looking at is frowning Miao Qing asked.
After the last knot, Miao Qing cut the thread and threw the bloody medical equipment into the garbage can. Looking at Wang Fan lying in front of him, he said, ”Wang Yue asked me to save you!”
”Really?” Wang Fan lying on his back asked excitedly.
”Zhenima's annoying Miao Qing raised her hand to hit Wang Fan's wound. Looking at his grinning face, she scolded: ”touching my mother's chest, I've been shouting Wang Yue's name. Do you believe I cut your bird?”
Looking at Miao Qing's ferocious appearance and the two blood fingerprints on her chest, Wang Fan said awkwardly, ”pinch it, or I'll rub it for you?”
”Grass! For a man like you, there are still women who love you! God is blind Miao qingchong stands up with his middle finger upright and swearing. He grabs the cigarette box at the end of the bed and draws out a cigarette to light it.