An Huaijue ignored Xu Jing's wailing, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and his fists were bloody.

Lan Weiwan is his woman, no one can touch her except him, no one can!

Xu Jing's pleas for mercy became lower and lower, his eyelids trembled weakly, and countless blood foam poured out of his mouth.

Lan Weiwan was so frightened by Xu Jing that her limbs were all limp and she couldn't exert herself. After a while, she stood up from the bed and saw An Huaijue unilaterally beating Xu Jing, and the man who was beaten had already fainted.

, less air in, more air out.

She endured the discomfort all over her body and rushed over to stop An Huaijue: "An Huaijue! Stop fighting. If you continue to fight, someone will die!"

Looking at the blood in the man's eyes, Lan Weiwan suddenly felt a chill in her heart. At this moment, she truly saw the horror of An Huaijue and the devil that people said.

An Huaijue turned a deaf ear to Lan Weiwan's obstruction. He only had one thought in his mind now, which was to kill this cowardly bitch.

Seeing that his attempts to dissuade him were useless, Lan Weiwan became anxious, stretched out his hand with all his strength to grab An Huaijue's fist that was about to swing, and shouted: "That's enough! An Huaijue! Do you want to go to jail?"

An Huaijue swept over coldly, pulled away her hand with a little force, picked up the floor lamp on the side and was about to smash it over.

Lan Weiwan, who was shaken away, took several steps back and suddenly fell to the ground. His palm was pressed on the broken vase fragments, and blood flowed for a while.

Feeling the fine pain coming from her palm, Lan Weiwan suddenly screamed out. She raised her hand and looked at the wound on her hand, her eyes filled with mist, and an unreasonable grievance came to her heart. In the scene just now,

All the tears in his eyes suddenly came out, dripping and dripping, wetting a large piece of clothes on his chest.

Lan Weiwan choked with sobs and whispered softly: "An Huaijue... stop fighting."

When he heard the woman's uncontrollable exclamation, An Huaijue's eyes froze, and his hand that was about to wave also froze.

Lan Weiwan sat on the ground in disheveled clothes, her little face still full of fear was stained with tears, and her sobbing look was extremely pitiful. She stretched out her blood-stained hand to the man who paused, and whispered: "

An Huaijue, I feel pain..."

Seeing Lan Weiwan's white and tender palms with several cuts on them and blood constantly pouring out, An Huaijue's eyes flashed with distress and apology, and his heart felt a little strange because of the woman's coquettish tone.

An Huaijue put down the floor lamp in his hand, threw the unconscious Xu Jing aside like a rag, then walked to Lan Weiwan and squatted down, asking softly: "Does it hurt?"

Listening to the man's gentle voice, Lan Weiwan blinked his eyes in surprise, God, is this the same devil who wanted to scare people to death just now?

After hearing no answer for a long time, An Huaijue frowned, "Does it hurt so much?" He didn't even know what to say.

He became nervous, picked up Lan Weiwan and strode outside.

The sudden feeling of weightlessness in the air made Lan Weiwan exclaim in a low voice, and subconsciously hugged An Huaijue's neck, fearing that he would fall. Seeing the little face so close, the mania and madness in An Huaijue's heart suddenly faded away.

A little less, and my head is a little clearer.

"Throw the thing inside back to the Xu family and ask them to give me an explanation for what happened tonight." An Huaijue looked at Bai Hao running over and said coldly.

Bai Hao, who ran over in a hurry, subconsciously responded. When he saw the pale Lan Weiwan and the injured Xu Jing in the room, he understood a little bit what had just happened.

An Huaijue, who was far away, walked quickly but very steadily.

Lan Weiwan raised her head and could only see the man's tight jawline and slightly rolled Adam's apple, and the panic in her heart slowly calmed down.

Suddenly I felt... An Huaijue didn't seem to be a bad person.

After walking out of the hospital, a gust of cold wind hit her. Lan Weiwan shivered and shrank into An Huaijue's arms. An Huaijue lowered his head and glanced, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

He quickened his pace, opened the passenger door, gently put Lan Weiwan in, and rushed to the hospital like a race.

An Huaijue got out of the car and opened the door of the passenger seat, reaching out to pick Lan Weiwan up again.

Sensing An Huaijue's thoughts, Lan Weiwan shrank back and whispered like a mosquito: "No... no need, I can leave by myself."

An Huaijue frowned and felt a little dissatisfied, but he still didn't say anything and stepped aside to let Lan Weiwan get out of the car.

Lan Weiwan lowered his head and got out of the car. When he felt the cold outside the car, his thin shoulders shrank slightly.

Seeing her subtle movements, An Huaijue took off his suit jacket, put it on her, and then stretched out his hand to pull her over forcefully.

Lan Weiwan's body felt warm. Just as he was about to say thank you, he was pulled away. His little face wrinkled with dissatisfaction. He wanted to push An Huaijue's hand away, but he couldn't help complaining in his heart.

What kind of strange habit does this person have? He always does something.

An Huaijue frowned even more tightly and whispered softly: "Don't move. If you move again, don't think about leaving by yourself."

Lan Weiwan pouted dissatisfiedly and snorted softly.

In the office, the male doctor on night shift frowned and treated the wound on Lan Weiwan's hand. While applying medicine, he lectured: "You young couple, you really don't know how to pay attention. Why don't you do some emergency treatment on this hand? You need to do it again."

If it gets serious, it will affect normal daily life..."

In the quiet office, the doctor kept mumbling alone.

Perhaps one of the movements on the male doctor's hand was too heavy. Lan Weiwan couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. An Huaijue, who was originally quiet, suddenly became cold and glanced at the doctor with piercing eyes.

Feeling a terrifying sight, the doctor instinctively trembled. Under An Huaijue's cold gaze, the movements of his hands became lighter and lighter, and his mouth that kept talking stopped.

After a while, the wound was properly treated. The doctor put away the things and carefully explained the precautions.

"Okay, remember not to touch the water, let alone use force..."

Lan Weiwan listened attentively and kept the doctor's instructions in mind, but he didn't realize that An Huaijue was also listening to the doctor's words with his eyes downcast.

"Okay, I'll remember it, thank you doctor." Lan Weiwan thanked him and pulled An Huaijue out.

When the two returned to the car, no one spoke for a while, and a strange silence spread in the car.

Lan Weiwan thought of her previous slap and the way An Huaijue came to save her tonight, and felt a little guilty. She was the first to speak nervously: "Yes... I'm sorry, An Huaijue, I shouldn't have hit you before."

, and thank you tonight, if it weren’t for you..."
Chapter completed!