My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

Pet Hospital.

Patient No. 104, named Jiang Bomei, two years old, Pomeranian breed, with a fractured front leg and stitches on the forehead.

At this moment, patient number 104 just got a little more energetic, so he grabbed the cage and screamed non-stop. It was estimated that he had exhausted all the strength of feeding, and the whole hospital was shaken by screaming.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

"Wow woof!"

The pet care worker looked at the screaming patient 104, worried that it would break out of the cage, and asked the girl next to him, "Are you the dog's family?"

Xiao Qiao held the bone soup in her hand, with a helpless expression: "I am."

The nurse didn't understand: "Then why does this Pomeranian bark when it sees you?" Like an enemy in eight lifetimes, he opened the cage and was about to pounce on him for five hundred rounds.

Xiao Qiao shook her head blankly: "I don't know either."

Patient 104: "Wow!"

"Wow!"

"Wow woof!"

"..."

Those eyes were fierce and fierce, and a Pomeranian insisted on calling out the aura of a Tibetan mastiff.

The nurse thought: "Forget it, you better not go there, I'll help you send it there, so that the dog won't break free from the wound on its head again."

Xiao Qiao nodded again and again, and handed over the thermos in her hand: "Thank you."

City Police Department.

Huo Yining folded his hands, sat with his legs raised high, and pushed the document over: "Sign here, and the case can be closed."

Shi Jin just glanced at it and picked up the pen.

Huo Yining sat up straight and held down his pen: "Is it really going to end like this?"

Shi Jin's eyes were calm, and he asked, "Is there any other evidence?"

Huo Yining shook his head.

"Then it can only be treated as a traffic accident." Shi Jin picked up a pen and signed his name.

Surgeons are all so relentless in front of the landslide? This case was obviously an intentional injury, and to put it more seriously, it was an attempted murder.

"During the interrogation yesterday, the truck driver mentioned Qin." Huo Yining squinted at Shi Jin, "However, the lawyer came over soon, and he immediately changed his words, saying that the car accident had a concussion, and he denied it. .”

Shi Jin listened without saying a word.

Huo Yining continued: "And I received an order from my superiors in the morning, which means that I should not interfere in this matter, obviously." He paused for a while, and said with certainty, "This matter has something to do with the Qin family."

After listening to Shi Jin, he calmly said, "Yes."

Gone?

Huo Yining was funny, and his eyes were meaningful: "You don't seem to be surprised at all." He is really a strange and contradictory person. He always looks calm and gentle, but when he is calm, it is creepy.

"You asked me yesterday if I offended anyone." Shi Jin said calmly, "The Qin family is one of them."

So, it was deliberate.

Huo Yining knew it well, and took a look at Shi Jin. It might not be a persimmon to offend someone from the Qin family.

Shi Jin pushed the signed document over: "Thank you."

With sword eyebrows and star eyes, he looks like a nice and personable person. However, why do you feel that it is unfathomable?

Huo Yining stood up: "I hope the next time we meet is not at the police station." He stretched out his hand, "Are you planning to just let it go?"

Shi Jin shook his hand, let go, and replied calmly: "I'm not a suspect, can I refuse to answer?"

"..."

Captain Huo adjusted his police uniform: "Of course, you can refuse." He dared to bet that there would be no legitimate means.

The headquarters of the Qin family is located in central and southern provinces connecting three provinces. There is only one commercial building in Jiangbei, with 34 floors. It is a sales hub connecting the entire Jiangbei business, involving media, hotels, electronics, real estate and other industries, and is under the jurisdiction of the second young master of the Qin family. .

Outside the president's office, the secretary knocked on the door three times and reminded, "Second Young Master, there are still fifteen minutes before the meeting."

After waiting for a while, a message came out from inside.

"Book me a ticket to Zhongnan tomorrow night."

"OK."

The secretary got the order and immediately returned to his office.

After about a quarter of an hour, the person on the boss's chair left. At this moment, the mobile phone rang, and the footsteps stopped. A hand wearing a white glove picked up the mobile phone on the desk.

A soft female voice came from the other end of the phone: "Second brother, it's me."

Qin Mingli took the mobile phone in another hand, propped his right hand on the table, tapped the table with his fingertips through the glove: "What's wrong?"

The woman panicked and said anxiously: "Shi Jin seems to know something."

"What are you afraid of? The surveillance has been ruined. No matter how powerful he is, he won't be able to find out about you."

The woman didn't respond.

Qin Mingli whispered, like coaxing, but also like ordering, "Take care of your current position, don't show your feet, understand?"

On the phone, the woman obediently replied: "I see."

Qin Mingli hooked his lips and pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose: "Wait for me at the villa at night."

The woman shyly agreed.

"Baby is so sweet—"

Before saying a word, the door suddenly opened wide, and Qin Mingli looked up.

It was Shi Jin, alone, who came with bare hands.

It came so fast.

The secretary also seemed to smell the unusual arrogance, and backed away again and again, tremblingly: "Second Young Master, I, we can't stop it." Nor can it be stopped, the sixth young master of the Qin family, who dares to stop.

The security followed closely behind and surrounded the door.

After a short moment of astonishment, Qin Mingli hung up the phone and ordered: "You guys go out."

After the secretary and the security guard looked at each other in blank dismay, they backed out and closed the door behind them.

Qin Mingli sat back in the boss chair, leaned back on the chair, crossed his legs on the desk, and said in a lazy tone, "A rare customer."

As Shi Jin approached, the sun outside the window just fell into his eyes, and a bright yellow light reflected in his dark pupils.

He asked, "What did you do?"

Simple, straightforward, straightforward, is Shi Jin's consistent style.

Qin Mingli didn't answer and asked instead: "Who does the sixth brother refer to?"

Shi Jin glanced coolly, did not speak, took a step closer, reached out his hand unhurriedly, and took a pen from the pen holder on the table.

Qin Mingli watched intently, waiting for the next sentence.

Snapped--

The nib was snapped off suddenly.

Qin Mingli was stunned, staring at the cracked pen in Shi Jin's hand, as if thinking of something, he stood up abruptly, but at this moment, his shoulder was pressed down, and just as he was about to break free, the sharp pen tip touched his neck.

The struggling movements stopped suddenly, and Qin Mingli was dumbfounded: "You—"

The tip of the pen was pushed inward, and Qin Mingli's voice stopped abruptly. At this time, Shi Jin opened his mouth and said flatly: "Don't try it out, I can tell you that you can't touch that person unless you kill me first."

Recruited.

To show his cards so easily is more like a grandiose intimidation.

Qin Mingli suddenly laughed: "Sixth brother, why are you still the same as you were eight years ago?" He lowered his head, looked at the pen resting on his neck, and sneered, "Walking around, it's still for women."

Shi Jin was noncommittal: "You are the same as you were eight years ago." After a pause, he said with a deadpan expression, "You are also dead or alive."

After finishing the words, he raised his hand high, and inserted the tip of the pen into Qin Mingli's shoulder fiercely.

Qin Mingli exclaimed in surprise and laughed angrily.

"My dear brother, do you know how many guns are hidden outside this office?"

As long as he gives the order...

Shi Jin ignored it, pulled out the pen, seemed disgusted, frowned, took out a tissue, and wiped the blood on his hands carefully.

"Forgot?" He glanced up casually, "Twelve years ago, Yeouido."

When Qin Mingli heard the words, his face was earthy.

Twelve years ago, on Yeouido, the Qin family practiced to the end, leaving only him and Shi Jin. At that time, he took the gun, and Shi Jin took the dagger. Everyone thought that the outcome was no doubt.

But the last person left was Shi Jin.

"Is it your gun that is fast, or my hand is fast," Shi Jin's eyes did not move at all, his eyes were piercing, and they landed on Qin Mingli's neck without avoiding or dodging, "Do you want to try again?"

He dares, he dares to pierce the neck. In terms of ruthlessness, he, Shi Jin, was never far behind anyone. Qin Mingli took a step back, the light in his eyes flashed, and he naturally had a plan in his heart.

Among them, no matter who is gone, the remaining one will probably not have a good time.

The old man in my family is still panting. He has been fighting for a lifetime, and there are more taboos when he is old. It is true that the weak eat the strong, but the basis of this rule is that the piece of meat must be thrown out by the old man himself.

"Why do you need to fight and kill?" Qin Mingli raised his hand, pressed the wound on his shoulder, touched the blood on his hand, his face was sullen, but there was a smile in the corner of his eyes, "You know what I want, I know now too Where is your bottom line, if you don't hinder me, I will naturally not offend you."

However, Shi Jin was the heir that the old man was thinking of.

Well, there is no rush.

Shi Jin is in a hurry and will kill.

"Well, I won't hinder you." Shi Jin responded kindly, then, raising his eyes slowly, the subject suddenly changed, "However, I haven't settled this matter yet."

Qin Ming immediately became vigilant, and subconsciously wanted to retreat. His right shoulder was injured, and just as he was a step behind, Shi Jin grabbed his right hand. He secretly thought it was not good.

Seeing that Shi Jin was not in a hurry, he turned the blood-stained pen around in his hand.

He looked at Qin Mingli: "My Shengsheng got six scratches on his hand, except for the one on your shoulder, there are still five." After a pause, he said, "It has to be paid back."

Qin Mingli turned pale with shock, struggled twice, but failed, he became angry with embarrassment: "Shi Jin, don't think that I dare not kill you."

Shi Jin answered politely: "You dare not."

After speaking, he raised his hand and stabbed down.

"ah--"

Qin Mingli screamed, his face turned pale immediately, and his whole arm was numb from the pain.

Shi Jin took his time and counted: "One."

Qin Mingli's eyes were forced to turn red, and he shouted, "Shi Jin!"

Yes, he didn't dare to kill Shi Jin, and Shi Jin also couldn't do whatever he wanted. If Qin Xing didn't die for a day, no one in the Qin family could be blatant, unless they were already strong enough to be invincible.

What's more, Shi Jin couldn't be killed so easily, there were countless people who wanted to kill him in the three central and southern provinces, and no one ever got a cheap deal.

Shi Jin slowly raised his hand, and stabbed again: "Two."

There was another cry of pain.

Qin Mingli grinned his teeth, and his facial features were in pain: "I will definitely kill you!"

One day, when he takes down the Qin family, Shi Jin will be the first to be hacked into pieces.

Shi Jin said lightly: "Three."

Raise your hand and stab in.

"Ah—" Qin Mingli roared, "Shi Jin!"

Shi Jin turned a deaf ear to it, and added a little more strength, pressing the struggling Qin Mingli on the table, and the broken pen tip at the bottom scratched his arm, pierced, and scratched.

Shi Jin counted: "Four."

Before the screams stopped, the door was kicked open unexpectedly.

Qin Mingli was sweating profusely from the pain, and looked towards the door, only Shi Jin was neither arrogant nor impatient, and his eyes didn't fluctuate at all.

At the door, there is Qin Xiaozhou, and Qin Mingzhu, the most powerful and ignorant nine young masters of the Qin family. She seems to be young and frivolous, with clean eyes, smart and clean, but her hair is stained with crazy grandma's ashes, adding a bit of unruliness. .

"Sixth Brother." Qin Xiaozhou started to tremble, "You, what are you doing?"

Qin Mingli stared angrily, and shouted: "Hurry up and pull him away!"

Qin Xiaozhou was still in a daze, looking over with a pair of pitch-black eyes, it was Shi Jin, with no warmth in his voice, he said succinctly, "Don't meddle."

Qin Xiaozhou retracted the script that Qin Xiaozhou had just stepped out, and immediately fell silent, not daring to say a word. What he fears the most is Shi Jin, so he must be afraid of him to death.

Qin Mingli immediately lost his temper and shouted: "Pearl!"

The other party didn't even move their eyelids and said nothing.

Qin Mingli stared, wanting to burst into tears, wishing he could take out a gun and kill Shi Jin right now, but unfortunately, Shi Jin's hands were not as quick as Shi Jin's.

"five."

After Shi Jin finished reading, he raised his hand, and stabbed down fiercely for the last time.

"ah--"

Qin Mingli's face was ferocious, and his veins bulged from the pain.

Five blows, each one is heavier than the next one, it doesn't cost your life, but it can hurt half your life. Shi Jin threw away the pen, and as soon as he let go, Qin Ming sat on the ground collapsed, his entire arm was bloody, and he was dripping with sweat.

"This time I only asked for the principal." Shi Jin took out a piece of paper and slowly wiped off the blood on his hands, "If there is a next time, it will be your carotid artery that will be cut."

He threw the paper and turned to leave.

At the door, Qin Mingzhu went up to meet him, and called out: "Sixth brother." The voice was a little soft, with a youthful air, and the short hair that hadn't been taken care of was lying limp on the ground, and a strand of dull hair was sticking up.

Shi Jin glanced at him, left the office on the top floor without saying a word.

Qin Mingzhu didn't even think about it, she chased after her and asked, "I'm playing a game next month, come and watch?"

In front, Shi Jin didn't look back, but paused for a moment: "I'm not going."

After speaking, he strode away.

Qin Mingzhu stood there for a long time.

Qin Mingli yelled furiously in the room: "Qin Mingzhu, you are a foodie!"

Qin Mingli and Qin Mingzhu are compatriots from the same mother, both descendants of the eldest wife Zhang. Qin Mingli is Qin Xing's first son, and Qin Mingzhu is the ninth. People are not close, not to mention that Qin Mingzhu was sent out of the country by the Zhang family at the age of fourteen. After she became an adult, Qin Mingli was busy taking over the business, and Qin Mingzhu was busy playing games, so she hardly saw each other a few times a year.

Brotherhood?

hehe.

Qin Mingzhu walked into the office, took out a gift box from her pocket, and threw it on the table. She said in a lazy voice, squinting her eyes slightly, as if she hadn't woken up, "On Mom's birthday, help me give it to her. I'm back at the club."

After finishing speaking, before Qin Mingli could speak, he turned around and left.

He was wearing a tracksuit with the logo of the TJ team printed on the back. He was in his twenties, a vigorous age, with a thin but straight back.

After leaving the Qin's Building, Shi Jin drove back to the hospital covered in blood. He sprayed two bottles of disinfectant but couldn't suppress the smell. He frowned in disgust. In the rearview mirror, a pair of beautiful eyes were reflected, slightly flushed.

Seeing blood, he would get excited, like an instinctive reaction.

When the phone rang, Shi Jin drove with one hand, took the bluetooth headset, and as soon as it was connected, the sound of Yuwen charging came over.

"The one surnamed Zhang has already been thrown to the hospital."

After a long time, Shi Jin said 'thank you'.

No matter how jealous he was, he still had to admit that the two men he was most jealous of were frank and sincere, and they were the same type of people as his family Sheng Sheng.

Crazy with jealousy, but he couldn't become that kind of person.

"I'm not helping you, I'm helping Jiang Jiusheng." After speaking, Yuwen Chongchong hung up the phone.

The corners of Shi Jin's lips were tightly pursed, and there was a dark look in his eyes. After pondering for a long time, he pressed a phone call.

A man's voice quickly came from the phone: "Sir."

Shi Jin gave the order succinctly and directly: "It's time to start, let's start with Qin Mingli."

"clear."

Shi Jin stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the hospital.

It's been eight years, he's been hiding her for eight years, he doesn't think about her, he doesn't go to see her, from single-handedly to thousands of horses, it's been long enough, and it's time to count the old scores.

Tianbei Hospital.

The nurse of the physical examination department stood at the door and shouted, "Next one, Tan Mobao."

Talk about calligraphy fugue.

The woman next to her pushed her, her delicately made-up face was full of impatience: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you go in quickly."

What grace and luxury, undergrowth, bullshit!

The wicked old woman!

Tan Mobao stood up slowly, made a face at Mrs. Yang, and then ran into the blood test room.

The nurse who took the blood test recognized Tan Mobao and was very surprised: "Why is it you again?" It's really strange to have a blood test once a month.

Tan Mobao looked up to the sky and sighed: "Hey, there is no way, the sky is jealous of beauty."

The little nurse was amused by her, thinking, maybe the little girl is not in good health.

Cardiac surgery on the fifth floor.

The innermost door was closed tightly, and a name sign was hung on the wall: Cardiac Surgery, Shi Jin.

Boom boom boom.

There were three knocks on the door, and then Shi Jin's voice came from the room: "Who?"

The person at the door replied: "Me."

Shi Jin raised her pursed lips, and said softly, "Come in."

Jiang Jiusheng pushed open the door and went in. When he looked up, he saw that Shi Jin's shirt was in disarray, he had only buttoned the bottom two buttons, and he could vaguely see his abdominal muscles and beautiful collarbone in the white shirt.

She froze there for a moment.

Shi Jin smiled and waved to her: "Come here."

Jiang Jiusheng didn't move.

Shi Jin lowered his voice further: "Shengsheng, help me buckle." He spread out his right palm, showing weakness to her, "My hand is hurt."

Jiang Jiusheng lost his composure when he heard this, and walked over to grab his hand. Sure enough, the palm seemed to be scratched by a sharp object, and there were several bloodstains.

"How did you get hurt?"

She was worried, and looked carefully at Shi Jin to see if there were any other wounds on his body, but she saw the shirt he had changed on the chair, and there was a large blood stain on the cuff.

Jiang Jiusheng panicked for a moment.

Shi Jin quickly explained, "It's someone else's blood."

She straightly rolled up the sleeve of Shi Jin's right hand, and she was relieved when she saw no wound. She calmed down a little, and after thinking about it, she raised her head.

"The Qin family?" She guessed, "Qin Er?"

Shi Jin laughed: "My Shengsheng is really smart." Feeling helpless, he had no choice but to recruit, "It's him, I'll teach him a lesson."

Jiang Jiusheng can probably guess how the lesson was taught. She doesn't care about the process, as long as Shi Jin doesn't suffer.

Sure enough, what Mo Bing said was quite right. What happened last night was not caused by Liu Xu alone, and there was a oriole behind. Can play tricks.

She and Qin Er had no grievances or enmities, and they had never even met each other. There was no need to go through so much trouble, then there was only one possibility, that he came for Shi Jin.

Jiang Jiusheng couldn't understand one thing: "I heard from Yuwen that Qin's second-hand company has managed nearly half of the Qin family's underground business. You have come out of the Qin family. Why is he still afraid of you?"

Shi Jin frowned.

Really, his family's Shengsheng is too smart, and he can understand it with just one point.

Shi Jin couldn't hide it anymore, and told her, "Because Qin Xing wants me to take over the Qin family."

Everyone is innocent, but pregnant is guilty.

Jiang Jiusheng wasn't surprised at all. It's normal for Qin Xing to focus on Shi Jin. After all, her Shi Jin is so powerful. She asked him, "Don't you want it?"

The Qin family is such a big business kingdom, one can imagine its allure.

Shi Jin shook his head: "When Qin Xing was young, he dared to venture and fight. He offended many people and touched many things that should not be touched. It should not be cleared for nearly two hundred years. If I don't come out of the Qin family , you have to be dragged in too."

That's right, those who come out to play tricks on the road will have to pay back.

Moreover, the Qin family has such a big piece of fat, no one wants to take a bite.

Jiang Jiusheng frowned slightly: "Then what should I do?"

There are the father and son of the Qin family in the open, and they don't know who is in the dark. This time they can count on her, and next time they can count on Shi Jin.

"Don't worry, they will. I've learned it too, and it's not that easy to deal with." Shi Jin picked her up, put her on the table, and looked at her, and said, "I'm only worried about you. "

She wanted to comfort him.

Shi Jin opened his mouth first and apologized to her: "I'm sorry Shengsheng, I forced you in."

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