Chapter 927: He Slapped Her Hard

Lu Yeming was seriously injured. The bullet penetrated his chest and passed by his heart. If it was just a little bit off, he would be dead.

Military doctors rushed over, but this is a garrison base and the medical conditions are not good.

The point is, the anesthetic has been used up.

Lu Yeming was sitting on the chair. The black shirt on his body was soaked with blood. There was a layer of cold sweat on his forehead. The sweat dripped down his delicate and handsome silhouette. His tight thin lips looked white because of them. livid.

"President Lu, what should we do if there is no anesthetic?" The doctor looked at Lu Yeming with fear.

Lu Yeming reached out and opened the buttons of his shirt, revealing a large piece of the man's muscular chest, "Let's do the surgery directly."

"Yes Yes."

The doctor heated the sharp knife red, then inserted it into Lu Yeming's chest little by little to remove the bullet.

Fanmen on the side looked at it with red eyes. He took a piece of cloth and handed it to him, "Master, bite this."

Not many people can bear the pain of having their flesh cut out.

Lu Yeming's deep phoenix eyes were filled with scarlet bloodshot eyes. He had no expression and remained silent from beginning to end.

The doctors were trembling when they saw him. In all his years of practicing medicine, he had never seen a man with such hard bones and was not afraid of pain at all.

This kind of man has a cold nature, is cold and affectionate, is good at forbearing, is cruel to others, and even more cruel to himself, which is very dangerous.

Lu Yeming didn't bite. His bangs were wet with sweat and covered his handsome eyebrows. He raised his head and looked at the Brahma Gate with blood-red eyes, then slowly looked back and towards the door, "Where is she?"

Where is Jun Xiqing?

Fanmen used to like Jun Xiqing very much, but now he hates her. This woman's heart is cold.

"Master, Miss Jun is outside, she...she refuses to come in..."

The master was so seriously injured that Jun Xiqing refused to even come in and take a look.

Lu Yeming curled his thin lips, mocking himself, and murmured hoarsely, "It's better that she hasn't left."

Lu Yeming closed his eyes.

Brahma Men's expression changed drastically, "Master! Master!"

"President Lu is unconscious, but the bullet was successfully removed." The doctor breathed a huge sigh of relief.

…

Lu Yeming lay on the bed, Fanmen covered him with a quilt, and then went out.

"Where is Miss Jun?" Fanmen asked one of his subordinates.

The subordinate said, "Miss Jun is having breakfast next door."

What?

Brahma Men was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, "The master is in a coma, and all he thinks about is her. She refuses to see the master, and even eats breakfast there. I'm going to find her!"

Jun Xiqing ate a bowl of light millet porridge, when Fanmen opened the door and entered.

"Miss Jun, have you eaten? After you have eaten, please go and see the Lord. The Lord asked you just now."

Jun Xiqing put down the bowl, then stood up, "Okay, let's go."

Fanmen was stunned, is she so easy to talk to?

…

Lu Yeming opened his eyes, and after a few seconds, clarity returned to his deep phoenix eyes.

After moving, the tearing pain from the wound was clearly transmitted, and he sat up.

At this time, a smart voice sounded in my ears, "Are you awake?"

Lu Yeming raised his eyes, and Jun Xiqing came over and stopped beside his bed.

Her clear eyes fell on his pale and handsome face, showing condescension and indifference.

Lu Yeming stretched out his hand, held her soft and boneless hand, and wrapped her little hand in his palm, "I thought you wouldn't come to see me."

Jun Xiqing held his hand quietly, "I came to see you because there is something I want to tell you."

Lu Yeming raised his eyelids and looked at her.

Jun Xiqing raised her red lips and said, "About your son."

Lu Yeming's pair of phoenix eyes instantly filled with darkness, like an eagle dormant in the night sky, sharp and cold, "I don't want to hear it."

"Mu Yanyan is right, she didn't push me down the stairs, I fell down myself. I killed your son with my own hands!"

After the words fell, the veins on Lu Yeming's forehead jumped instantly, which made his pale handsome face look a little colder, "Qingqing, I said, I don't want to hear it, okay?"

Jun Xiqing withdrew her little hand calmly, "Lu Yeming, I have told you before, don't let me get pregnant. Even if I get pregnant, I will kill you with my own hands."

"Who are you in my eyes? A rapist who ruined my innocence, a murderer who killed my brother twice. You still think I love you? I'm tired of saying I don't love you. How can I give you a son?"

Lu Yeming got off the bed. His upper body was naked, and his chest was wrapped in thick gauze. There was a clean white shirt on the chair. He lowered his waist and picked it up with his slender fingers, and put it on gracefully. shirt.

"Qing Qing, is it because I didn't die on the battlefield that you went out in person and stabbed me in the heart?"

Lu Yeming turned around and came to her. He stretched out his big palm and pinched her shiny shoulders, "Then tell me now, why, why, that was also your son, when you fell You are curled up in pain and crying, doesn’t your heart hurt?”

Jun Xiqing looked at him and said word by word, "Lu Yeming, that's your son. I hate you, I hate your son, I hate you father and son!"

Lu Yeming's deep eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. That was his first child. He had already suffered the pain of losing his son before he experienced the joy of being a father.

His son was only six weeks old and a little older. Their father-son relationship was so rich that his son was not even liked by his own mother.

They were both father and son, and she hated them.

Lu Yeming frowned, and his chest began to rise and fall with a huge anger. He raised his hand and slapped Jun Xiqing's little face.

With a snap, Jun Xiqing's whole face was slapped.

Her right face was burning, and the dull pain burned into her heart, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

The air froze, and there was a deathly silence.

After the beating, Lu Yeming's big palm was trembling, and he saw a red and swollen palm mark on her delicate skin.

He lowered his eyes, looked at his palm, and then looked at Jun Xiqing.

"Heh."

Jun Xiqing chuckled, and she took two steps back, and there was something in her slender white hand.

Lu Yeming knew it, and he saw it at a glance. It was the porcelain man he gave her, the porcelain man for their family of three.

Jun Xiqing looked at him, indifferent, hateful, disgusted, "I want the Mu family to pay for my brother and sister Yutang's lives with blood, but Lu Feng and the Mu family, I hate you the most, I won't kill you, I want you to live well, I want you to live in pain all your life!"

Jun Xiqing raised his hand and threw the porcelain man to the ground with force.

"No..."

A word rolled out of Lu Yeming's bulging throat, and the next second, a crisp "pop" sound came to his ears, and the porcelain man fell to the ground and shattered.

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