Chapter 222 I Won't Leave You with a Scar

When Su Qianxun received Xia Chuxi's call, Xia Chuxi's voice was very cold and full of cruelty, "Su Qianxun, don't think your sponsor can save you! You killed my child and Yiren's child, I will never let you go this time! You'd better come to the police station immediately to confess your crime and wait to go to jail to atone for your crime! Otherwise... I will let you spend the rest of your life in jail!"

"Xia Chuxi, you'd better find out who killed your child first! I didn't steal anything or kill anyone, I'm not guilty, Qiao Yiren is guilty!" Su Qianxun's voice was even colder than his.

"Yiren is still lying in the hospital now, her eyes are about to go blind from crying, you still dare to wrongly accuse her, Su Qianxun, you wait for me, this time I will make you pay the price!" Xia Chuxi hung up the phone angrily.

Su Qianxun also slowly put down the phone, she curled her lips sarcastically, Qiao Yiren was really vicious, in order to frame her own flesh and blood, she could kill her own flesh and blood!

Outside the police station, Xia Chuxi turned around angrily and smashed his phone against the wall. His chest was in pain and anger. Su Qianxun, I gave you chances again and again, but you are so stubborn. Don't blame me for being cruel to you this time!

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Su Qianxun was sitting there, and the phone in her hand was suddenly taken away. She turned around and saw Long Sijue standing beside her.

"Does your hand not hurt? You can even make a call!" Long Sijue looked at her expressionlessly, with a hint of displeasure in his tone.

"No, I just want to see what the situation is now." Su Qianxun explained weakly with her head lowered.

Long Sijue pulled her arm and pulled her to sit on the sofa, holding her wrist and slowly untying the gauze wrapped around her fingers.

"It hurts... it hurts... be gentle." Su Qianxun was about to cry in pain, and looked at him nervously.

Long Sijue frowned slightly, and the force was a little lighter. He untied all the gauze on her hands, revealing two injured hands, and the ten fingers were still horrible.

"Soak it for a while first." Long Sijue got up and went to get the medicine.

When he came out of the bathroom, he was holding a small basin with the prepared medicine in it. He put the medicine on the coffee table and motioned the little girl to put her hand in.

Su Qianxun really doubted whether he was really treating her hand?

But the young master had given the order, and she dared not disobey, so she could only put her hands in resignedly.

Long Sijue sat down beside her, stretched out his hand to pinch her chin and turned her face away. There was a tube of ointment in his hand. The man squeezed the ointment into his hand seriously and slowly applied it to her face.

Long Sijue's strength was still a little strong, which hurt the little girl, and she kept hiding behind.

Long Sijue suddenly raised his eyes and stared at her. The little girl was startled by him, and nervously shook her long eyelashes and dared not move. Her black eyes stared at him.

"Can you be gentler?" Su Qianxun said weakly.

"You still feel pain?" Long Sijue snorted coldly, and roughly pinched her chin tighter, but the force of applying the medicine was much weaker.

"Of course I know it hurts, will it leave scars?"

The little girl felt even worse when she thought that she might leave scars. After all, every girl loves beauty, and it's still visible.

"I won't let you leave scars." Long Sijue replied coldly and continued to apply medicine to her.

Su Qianxun glanced at him quickly, lowered her eyelashes and dared not look at him again. It seemed that her hands didn't hurt so much after soaking for a while. It seemed that the medicine he found for her was all very good medicine.