Chapter 857 I Just Hold Her and Sleep

The moon was dark and the wind was high.

The whole hospital was quiet, even the nurses had fallen asleep at the nurses' station.

A dark shadow walked in from the fire door and tiptoed forward.

He walked very carefully, as if he was afraid of being discovered.

Finally found the intensive care unit.

The man gently pressed the door handle, and it was locked from the inside.

The man took out a shiny fruit knife from his body and inserted it into the crack of the door.

Soon the door was opened quietly, and the man walked in with the knife.

In less than thirty seconds, there was a cry of surprise from inside, and then a scream of ghosts and wolves howling!

Chen Xinan, who was sleeping in the ward of Meng Ye and Yue Zhihua, took out his vibrating mobile phone and took a look, and immediately sat up.

Without disturbing others, Chen Xinan quickly walked out of the ward and took the elevator to the twelfth floor!

In the intensive care unit, a man in a black windbreaker curled up on the ground.

The hat also covered his head, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

Guan Qing kicked him one after another, his face full of frost!

"You still dare to come? You didn't feel satisfied after my son-in-law killed you during the day, right?

With your skills, you still dare to take a knife?

Are you here to die?"

Chen Xinan pushed the door open, glanced at the person on the ground, and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on?"

Guan Qing cursed angrily: "It should be the assassin of the Fei family, who came to attack at night.

He took a knife and sneaked in.

But his skills were really water, and I found him as soon as he came in.

I beat him up!"

Fei family assassin?

Came alone?

Chen Xinan looked at the person on the ground, who was wrapped in a black windbreaker.

On the table next to him, there was a short fruit knife.

This doesn't look like an assassin!

Chen Xinan bent down and ripped off the guy's windbreaker hood, revealing a swollen face like a steamed bun, which scared him and he shouted: "What's your name!"

The guy's head looked like it was stung by hundreds of big wasps, and it was swollen beyond recognition.

His eyes narrowed into a slit, and his mouth looked like two fat sausages hanging out, and he couldn't even speak!

Luo Qianxue on the bed next to him screamed: "Luo Xiaoman! You bastard! Why are you here again!"

This pig-head is Luo Xiaoman?

It's impossible!

A master of ancient martial arts with the second level of internal strength was beaten like this by a woman?

This is impossible, right?

By the way, Luo Xiaoman was injured!

Seeing that he was recognized, Luo Xiaoman trembled and covered his face with his hands, saying in a crying voice: "What a sin! I am too ashamed to see anyone!"

Chen Xinan cursed: "Do you have the face to say this?

You have lost your face a long time ago, right?

You don't sleep in the middle of the night and run here, what do you want to do?"

In fact, Chen Xinan can guess what this grandson wants to do by sneaking here!

It seems that Luo Qianxue is very wise to come to this ward!

But although this guy deserves it, seeing his miserable appearance now still makes people feel a little bit sorry.

Chen Xinan looked at his face, shook his head, and said to Guan Qing:

"Qingjie, you are too cruel!

Don't hit people in the face!

Just hit him on the body, you hit him so hard that he can't even open his eyes!"

Guan Qing looked puzzled and said depressedly: "I didn't hit his face!

I saw that he fell down when I touched him. He was so weak, so I symbolically taught him a lesson!"

Chen Xinan had a headache.

You are symbolically doing this?

If you don't know, you would think that you two have some deep hatred!

"Don't blame Qingjie!" Luo Qianxue said timidly in a low voice: "The wound on his face was caused by my mother..."

Well, I blamed Qingjie wrongly!

Chen Xinan slapped Luo Xiaoman on the head and scolded him: "Stop pretending!

You really deserve a beating, you stud!

Miss Luo is already like this!

You are also like a half-crippled person, with such a virtue!

Don't stop, you are asking for a beating!"

Luo Xiaoman said with a frustrated look: "I just want to sleep in the same bed with Xue'er, it doesn't necessarily have to do anything..."

Luo Qianxue was embarrassed and angry, and scolded him: "You said it nicely! When did you just lie down to sleep?"

Luo Xiaoman didn't say anything, but his body was shaking.

Guan Qing angrily scolded: "You too, walking stealthily, like a thief, how can I not be vigilant?

Also, why did you have to wear black clothes when there are so many other clothes to wear!

Let me tell you, since I know what the Fei family members wear, I hate black clothes very much now!

It's like wearing a body bag, it makes me angry when I see it!

You even held a knife in your hand!

You came in with a knife in the middle of the night, who should I beat if not you?"

Luo Xiaoman was about to cry, and explained with a frustrated face: "I was shot several times, how can I walk without being careful?

The person arranged by my aunt is sleeping outside my door. In order to prevent him from seeing me, I wore this piece of clothes. Is there any problem?

I know you may have to lock the door when you sleep at night, so I use a knife to open the door. Is this not okay?"

Chen Xinan looked at his body trembling all the time, and asked curiously: "Are you trying not to laugh? Are you very happy?"

"I'm happy, your uncle! I'm in pain!" Luo Xiaoman tore open his windbreaker, revealing his chest wrapped in gauze, and cursed with a crying voice:

"My wound that was about to heal is now broken! It hurts me to death!"

Looking at the red blood stains oozing out of the gauze on his chest, Chen Xinan glanced at Guan Qing.

Is this symbolic?

Sister Qing, do you have eyes on your feet?

Kick wherever the wound is, you are using precision guidance!

This kick hurts!

Chen Xinan pulled him and said, "Come on, I'll help you deal with the wound!"

Luo Xiaoman didn't want to leave, and begged Chen Xinan, "Brother, I can barely walk!

Since I'm here, just let me stay here!

I promise not to do anything stupid, I'll just hold Xue'er and sleep..."

"You liar!" Luo Qianxue cursed angrily, "You always say this, and you always make trouble for me!

I'm like this, but you still won't let me go. I won't believe you anymore!"

No, are you acting like a spoiled child or refusing?

Why did you two come here in the middle of the night to show off your love?

Chen Xinan pulled Luo Xiaoman out in a bad mood, cursing:

"You are just a toad wanting to eat swan farts!

I am too embarrassed to sleep in there, how can you?"

"Brother, I am really embarrassed!

I can treat other people as transparent!

Trust me, I can do it!

It's not easy for me to come here, and I'm going back now. The two beatings I received were in vain..."

"Get lost!

Your face is still a face!

You also know that it's not easy, and you also know that it hurts to be beaten, but you still tremble and slip down?

What are you trying to do!

Let's go, hurry up!"

"Then carry me, brother, I really can't walk anymore!"

"Okay!"

At the door of Room 8 of the surgical inpatient ward, a burly man in a suit heard a strange sound in his ear, suddenly opened his eyes, and was terrified.

Under the dim light, a man walked over from the depths of the corridor.

In his right hand, he was dragging a corpse in a body bag, walking towards him step by step.

The big man stretched his neck, swallowed his saliva with a gulp, his mind was blank, and he even forgot to escape!

Is this the death god?

There is no place more weird than the hospital!

So no matter what he saw, it was not strange.

Maybe this was just a dream!

Snap!

The man had walked in front of him, stretched out a hand, slapped him on the shoulder, and asked him sinisterly: "You are the one guarding here!"

At this moment, the hair on the strong man's neck stood up, and the solid touch made him instantly understand that this was definitely not a dream!

He rolled his eyes and fainted directly!