1659: C1659 Let Me Give You a Piece of Advice You Should Hurry up and Run!

C1659 Let Me Give You a Piece of Advice You Should Hurry up and Run!

I felt guilty after I figured out Master Xia's intention.

Lord Xia wanted to help her establish a good image in the Ice God's heart, but she accidentally hurt Lord Xia.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you, Xia Ye. Are you seriously injured? I came to the hospital to see you."

"If I go to the hospital, you will die. If my husband knows that I was hurt by you, your good days will come to an end. I advise you to quickly run away!"

... ""

Thinking of the Night Emperor's cruelty, Lian Chao immediately took a taxi to the airport.

...

Xia JinMian returned to the car and blood flowed from his arm to his palm.

She wrapped her hand with her jacket to prevent the blood from dripping onto the ground.

Laixing also ran back to the car and immediately smelled the scent of blood.

"Master, are you hurt?" Laixing asked in shock and nervousness.

Xia JinMian's face turned pale from the pain and said, "Go to Lian Jiao Villa."

In her villa, there was ready-made medical equipment.

Xia JinMian only felt that Lian Jiao's move had the determination to kill and had more than a thousand percent explosive power!

If it wasn't for her arm blocking it, she would probably have died there.

However, it was precisely because she blocked it that a wound of at least twenty centimeters was cut open on her arm.

She didn't know if she would need to stitch it twice in a while.

Lai Xing stepped on the accelerator and stepped into the villa. He even charged into two red lights.

This car was Ye Mo Han's private car. He estimated that his phone would soon receive a message that his car had gone red again.

"Master, bear with it. We're almost there!"

Lei Xing was the first to run into the villa and find the medicine box.

But after he carried it, Xia JinMian said that the medicine box was useless.

She went straight to the medical room on the second floor.

"Cut it open with scissors and see if there's a need to suture it."

Laixing immediately took the scissors and cut it open. His eyes turned red.

"Why is the injury so serious?"

Xia JinMian looked at the wound that looked like a red thread wrapping around his arm and heaved a sigh of relief.

"It's not as bad as I imagined. Disinfect me."

If the needle in her fingers were to increase by another two millimeters, then her arm would definitely need dozens of stitches.

Fortunately, she had given the needle to her. It was a short needle.

Xia JinMian felt a little lucky.0

However, she was also worried. How was she going to explain this to Ye Mo Han?

She had only come out to play, but in the end, she ended up with such a long scar...

After eliminating the poison, Leixing wrapped himself in gauze bit by bit.

With Laixing's help, Xia JinMian changed back to his original clothes.

There didn't seem to be any abnormalities, but it was probably because he had lost too much blood. The corners of Xia JinMian's lips turned a little pale.

Leixing, who had developed tear ducts, had cried from cutting open Xia Jinmian's sleeves all the way until now. His eyes were swollen from crying.

Xia Jinmian was very helpless. "It's nothing. It was just a small accident. It'll be fine in a few days."

Lei Xing sniffled. "But there's a lot of blood flowing out. It looks like it's very painful."

Then, they returned to the Imperial Court.

Xia JinMian came back at the right time. It was probably because everyone was asleep that she and Lai Xing entered the villa.

However, as soon as they stepped in, Huangke strode towards them.

"Why did you come back so late...? What's wrong with you, Leixing?"

Leixing's eyes were swollen, obviously crying for a long time.

Leixing glanced at Xia JinMian, then pushed away Huangke's extended hand and ran back to the bedroom with his head lowered.

Huangke chased after him.

Xia Jinmian, on the other hand, walked towards the bedroom on the second floor.

The living room was very quiet. Everyone should be asleep now.

She walked to the bedroom door and took a deep breath. She pushed the door open and walked in.

Ye Mo Han was lazily leaning against the sofa. The notebook was placed on his crossed legs. His hands were continuously typing on the keyboard, and he was still processing his work.

Hearing the sound, he raised his eyes to look at the door and asked in a low voice, "Have you eaten dinner?"

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